Skip to comments.Schools ‘spy’ on fat kids
Posted on 01/15/2012 7:15:19 AM PST by jakerobins
Big Brother is joining the battle of the bulge.
A group of Long Island students will soon be wearing controversial electronic monitors that allow school officials to track their physical activity around the clock.
The athletics chair for the Bay Shore schools ordered 10 Polar Active monitors, at $90 a pop, for use starting this spring. The wristwatchlike devices count heartbeats, detect motion and even track students sleeping habits in a bid to combat obesity.
The information is displayed on a color-coded screen and gets transmitted to a password-protected Web site that students and educators can access
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On the one hand...this sounds like it could be educational and fun. Not to mention a good motivator.
On the other hand...it needs to be voluntary and they need to let the parents know about it.
'Smith!' screamed the shrewish voice from the telescreen. '6079 Smith W.! Yes, you! Bend lower, please! You can do better than that. You're not trying. Lower, please! That's better, comrade. Now stand at ease, the whole squad, and watch me.'
A sudden hot sweat had broken out all over Winston's body. His face remained completely inscrutable. Never show dismay! Never show resentment! A single flicker of the eyes could give you away. He stood watching while the instructress raised her arms above her head and -- one could not say gracefully, but with remarkable neatness and efficiency -- bent over and tucked the first joint of her fingers under her toes.
Do they spy on the fat teachers and administrators too?
Wow... nothing like increasing the stress levels of kids who are already under quite a bit of stress from the social stigma of being overweight to begin with. Increasing stress is no way to fight obesity.
Hope the kid takes to to Home Depot and puts it in the paint shaker.
Big Brothers: Stay away from my kids and grandkids . . . stay away from me and my family!!!!!!
Of course not...those are the good lib brain washers. They are allowed to be as fat as they want while preaching to the children. (See Moochelle and Mikey Moore....)
The jerks who come up with this crap may someday regret whipping so many people into fighting condition.
gee, I thought we were paying teachers to give kids an education, not an inferiority complex. This seems like a job for a doctor, not a school administrator.
No the ##%^&$ING job of the school system, no matter how “Noble” the cause may be!!!!!
There is nothing fun or motivational about this. This is simply big brother watching you. This school has seriously overstepped its bounds. There isn’t a person on this planet who doesn’t have some habit others could deem bad and think that they should be monitored to fix the situation. This idea is just plain evil.
Is Moochelle My Belle being spied on too?
Mayor Bloomberg sets up a hard labor camp for kids in the Bronx. Rings it with electrified barbed wire. Collects up all the fat kids from all the NYC schools and puts them in the camp and feeds them Moochelle’s healthy food once a day not to exceed 800 calories. What kind of hard labor will the kids be doing? Digging graves for the ex-obese that have died from malnutrition thanks to Moochelle.
Mayor Bloomberg and Moochelle will be pleased and the epidemic of childhood obesity in NYC is solved. Then Bloomy and Moochie move on to adult obesity.
Nanny State PING!
“There is nothing fun or motivational about this.”
I would agree ONLY if it isn’t voluntary. I have devices which monitor my heartbeat and blood pressure. I find both of them fun, interesting and motivational. I also had a device to measure my lung capacity. Unfortunately, my little nieces thought it was all kinds of fun and they gunked it up so that it now says that I’m not breathing at all.
Or a hyperactive puppy.
A review of the grocery bill might be slightly less Statist than a dog collar.
This is just the first babystep.
Preview of life under Obamacare — they just want to save us from ourselves:
Oh that. I was hanging onto the paint shaker at my grandpa's hardware store...
Spy on Bob Bechel!
Hey, hey, hey!