What for? You have nothing to hide?

Why do people assume this?? "If you have nothing to hide, you don't need to worry". Just because I have nothing to hide, doesn't give people the right to invade my privacy. I was talking to my friend today about the piece of news that really wound me up. Naturally, I got a bit worked up about it. Then, in an attempt to calm me down, uttered the words "You've got nothing to hide". Why the hell should I have to have something to hide to be against these ID cards? It's not about me, it's the fact that everything about the National Register, and the Identity Cards is severely sinister! It's draconian, and badly thought through. They won't work in any way other than controlling the population. They won't stop identity fraud; in fact, they'll make it easier. For a start, you're carrying around a small card with your whole life story on it. You get that stolen, and you are no longer you. Someone else is. Wouldn't be quite so bad if they didn't have biometric information on it - lets face it - you can't change your irises or fingerprints. Not like you can change a password, or a phone number, or an address. And what about hackers, or just plain old human error. The National Database will crash, and when it happens, people will officially stop existing. And what about the people in charge of these databases, huh? Do you know who has access to your information? Who's following you? If somebody paid the right price, might they be able to see your information too? And what about hackers? They'll no doubt find a way into the database in no time!
And, for those who couldn't care less about their freedom, what about the cost? It's going to cost near on £100! And that's just out of our own pockets; if the scheme proves to cost more than expected - and if LSE are right then it probably will - then how will they cope? They'll tax us. They'll tax us for existing.
What about when things get really bad? What if some lowly citizen annoys the powers that be? What if he stops existing too? What if there becomes an underclass of people who are no longer citizens? What if there is a weird division of classes. ID cards in South Africa buggered things up - and it'll happen here too. Within months.
This is all the fault of the British general public. Those stupid idiots who got sucked in by Labour again. You'd have thought they'd have learnt their lesson after the second term, but nooooo. Better the devil you know than the devil you don't, seems to be the mindset of these effwits. And whilst the northerners have never had it so good under labour, the south of England is being turned into a massive council estate! They're building on our fields, and the government pay the worthless to have children, and live in these sub-standard housing estates currently being built. And these lazy minded council house living single mothers will not care that the country is going down the pot. All they'll want to do is sit around watching daytime TV, smoke, and become conditioned not to care. Nobody cares now! Especially the young. The people my age. I did a study in sociology recently, on what young people knew about Politics. You know what they knew? Bugger all! And why? 'Cause they couldn't care less. Apathetic little.... Grrr.

Buuut, I'll have to stop there, otherwise I'll end up shouting at a poor innocent member of my family - probably my dad, as he'll be in the kitchen when I go and make myself a cuppa.

Woah. Long rant.

I miss the summer!

I'm currently sitting here in a chilly bedroom/computer room, with only a PC, an acorn and a whirring laptop (on my lap - natch!) as heaters. Needless to say, it gets a bit noisy, occasionally drowning out my Ambient chillout music.
As I was sitting here, hugging my arms, my thoughts drifted onto something my teacher was talking about today. He mentioned the world cup... before I go any further, I am not a football fan - hear me out! So, anyway, my teacher was talking about the world cup, and it's just sent my mind wandering in the direction of the atmosphere of the world cup a little while back, and all of a sudden a very vivid memory of the heat and smell of the air in the evening hit me; I miss the evening warmth! I miss barbeques with lots of friends! I miss sitting on the beach with a book and a pair of sunglasses, getting tanlines in the shape of my shades! I miss the smell of summery plants, lager and slightly overcooked red meat! I miss wearing tank top/vesty shape things in public without getting frostbite in my arms! I miss the 6 weeks of complete freedom!
I want summer back! I'm bored of the cold!!!

Non semper erit aestas (It is not always the summer)

24 the game...

After a long wait, and much ambiguity as to when it would be released, all of a sudden "24 the game" is out. I've been looking at the screenshots and I must admit, I am more than a little disappointed. The graphics are not nearly good enough. The figures are blocky and their joints unrealistic. The details are alright I suppose, but overall not nearly good enough. Think "The Getaway" for a good idea of the standard. Abismal... although that might be because I'm used to better. The graphics of "Metal Gear Solid" are far superior, as are the graphics in the latest installment of "Splinter Cell".
On a lighter note, it's nice to see that the characters faces are recognisable, especially Jack's! Mmmm!

All in all, not so sure I want to invest in a copy. See how the reviews are I guess.

Overhearing conversations....

Sometimes, when you catch a small part of somebody's conversation, it can sound really stupid.
For example, in art recently:
"With boys, it's only their b****cks seem to get cold"
Ouch. One of those awkward times when the room goes quiet when you say the wrong thing....

Or take the typical misguided insecure skinny girl:
"My mum took me to aerobics, and by the end of it, I was so exhausted! I just thought - God I need to diet"
a) The girl is a size 6.
b) DIETING WILL NOT GET YOU FIT!!!!

Drout....

Everybody is talking about some drout looming. I find it rather odd that England, renowned for being very rainy, is facing a drout. What's happened to our weather? Where are the showers? There's something rather sexy about getting soaking wet in torrential rain - and I miss it! There is something doubly sexy about being hosed down in the middle of the summer... which looks unlikely now! :-(

Oh well - bottled water it is!

Mercury Blue are getting back together!!!

YAAAAAAY! My dad's band have finally gotten their act together and decided to give it another go! :-)
Great thing is, as they're well known, they can easily get gigs!
Oooh, and their web site has been updated. No more is it a hideously bright blue, with frames. It is now a much less hideous blue, and no frames whatsoever. In my opinion, it looks much better, but still needs improvement.

In other news, an Art exam was taken recently, and IMHO it went rather well. (People walking past saying "wow" does tend to give that impression, anyway...)
Aaand, GCSEs are fast approaching. It's quite scary - I definitely didn't expect the two years to go quite so quickly, and I still have coursework to hand in, albeit not as much as a few weeks ago (I've done quite a lot of overdue coursework since then).

And now I must go to sleep, as it's quarter past 2 in the morning, and it's school tomorrow. Night!