A weekend away does not help to give me time to write. At least not when it’s away visiting family and friends in Cape Town. Then the week has been a bit oddly busy, so many different things to do that I’m not really focused on an anything much.
The secret watcher has been haunting me all week. That’s the problem with these secretive beings. Are they evil; are they benign, or simply indifferent? Who are they? Where are they?
The thinking has taken me to CCTV cameras, what they record, who watches the content, how often? What do they see? Does what they see lead them to any action?
Too many questions, not enough answers.
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I suppose those secret watchers can be every-whichway. Parents, snooping to prevent harm, enemies trying to catch one out, ripoff artists looking for an angle, Big Brother trying to take control.
In general, if one doesn’t have any nasty little secrets it simply doesn’t matter who is watching.
One would like to trhink so, but snooping can offer snippets to be stitched together to provide ‘proof’ of so many things
I don’t so much mind the CCTV, I do mind the neighbourhood snoops and the stalkers, the hounding of celebrities, etc., usually (it seems) for some sort of gain, be it money or power… or just plain bloodymindedness (always wanted to use that word 😉 )
i’m rather against the snoops, having had a few experiences over the years
I’m delighted to hear that you’ve been enjoying a weekend away with friends and family in Cape Town.
We saw a travel show on Cape Town recently . . . stunning scenery.
the scenery is great, my family and friends are great. it’s just time was short
It was for me, for many years, web cams. Just pick a location anywhere in the world and go there -New York City, Paris, Moscow, Istanbul, to mountain base camps of Everest to any ocean shoreline. Now with Google expanding its street level view now you can see where people live, how the live and how they interact in vast locations world wide . Call it nosy, call it curious, call it creepy, call it escapism.
Closed-circuit television I hardly notice (unless I just finished watching a Bourne legacy movie). But then I have worked for close to thirty years under the watchful eye of surveillance cameras.
I forgot the Bourne cams, that was scary.
I never really had bandwidth to amuse myself with those lovely webcams and what they showed.
I was doing it when I had dial-up……..the patience of Jobe
Definitely patience
Intriguing. I’m not sure where I stand on CCTV cameras. We have a roving one in Southend. It looks like a special weapons dalek on acid 🙂
lol, that sounds just too dreadful!
Get the CCTV up and catch the secret watcher red handed…. 😉
Hmmm….
Took a while to think of something for this one… then a bit of non fiction just dropped into my lap…http://wp.me/p2sm4g-2fy Hope you like it. cheers, Rita
That is not only a watcher. I think it gets such a laugh from us all
I don’t like the sound of the secret watcher, sidey, but glad you had a great family weekend.
Thanks AD
Sometimes a secret wtcher is mum, just enjoying watching her kids be themselves 😉