Skip to comments.Revealed: Government has 472 CCTV pictures for every car in Britain
Posted on 01/24/2014 2:21:18 PM PST by managusta
The Government has an archive of 17 billion pictures of vehicles discretely photographed at the roadside by hidden cameras every single day, it was revealed today.
That works out as an average of 472 pictures for each of the 36 million cars, lorries and vans on Britain's roads.
There are 8,000 Automatic Number Plate Recognition (ANPR) cameras hidden on streets across the country which are used in the battle against crime.
It is thought that by 2018, between 50 million and 75 million pictures of vehicles will be taken every day.
Julian Blazeby, from the Association of Chief Police Officers, told the Guardian that ANPR cameras had become 'one of the jewels of modern policing'.
'It is always a challenge for us, balancing the rights of individuals with preventing and detecting crime,' he said.
'However, we want to be as transparent as possible and perhaps in the past we have not been as open as we could have been.
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the police state has reached UK just as it is reaching USA
But it’s to combat crime! Well, except for crime committed by Muslims.
As transparent as possible. Is that why the cameras are hidden?
Who is looking at all this video footage and why are there so many cameras? If it isn’t being watched, why have the cameras?
I hope they got a price deal from Amazon.
Otherwise that might have cost a LOT of money.
Yet there is still crime in England....
“...battle against crime...”????? The crime is that these gestapo have taken all those pictures.
there’s still crime in UK? imagine that!
they got zillions of cameras spying on each British citizen
so how is it possible there could be any crime there?
answer: cameras don’t stamp out crime
they just stamp out liberty
Stamping out crime was the excuse the elites used to install the cameras. It wasn’t the ultimate goal however.
In the event of a crime or search for a missing person, the anpr and CCTV footage can provide a trail of movement leading up to and beyond the disappearance. Can it be abused? Like any technology, probably. Its supposed to require a warrant or court oreder , as in the case of using cell phone or credit card data to find someone.
But do they often get used for those purposes? Or are the locations of the cameras too important of secret and the observers far to busy to react to mere robbery and murder?
How hidden? If some undercover repairman placed one in my business and it’s using my electricity....
“...in the past we have not been as open as we could have been...”
The ONLY way to prevent government from violating the rights of its citizens is to prohibit the means to do so. As we see time and time again, once government has access to a power, it just cannot help giving itself permission to use it, even when doing so will violate its own rules. That is the nature of the government animal, as much as lovers of big and Ever Bigger government want to believe otherwise.
This just in!
Terrorists are now riding bicycles to....
Party ownership of the print media
made it easy to manipulate public opinion,
and the film and radio carried the process further.
The Ministry of Truth, Winston's place of work, contained, it was said, three thousand rooms above ground level, and corresponding ramifications below.
The Ministry of Truth concerned itself with Lies. Party ownership of the print media made it easy to manipulate public opinion, and the film and radio carried the process further.
The primary job of the Ministry of Truth was to supply the citizens of Oceania with newspapers, films, textbooks, telescreen programmes, plays, novels - with every conceivable kind of information, instruction, or entertainment, from a statue to a slogan, from a lyric poem to a biological treatise, and from a child's spelling-book to a Newspeak dictionary.
Winston worked in the RECORDS DEPARTMENT (a single branch of the Ministry of Truth) editing and writing for The Times. He dictated into a machine called a speakwrite. Winston would receive articles or news-items which for one reason or another it was thought necessary to alter, or, in Newspeak, rectify. If, for example, the Ministry of Plenty forecast a surplus, and in reality the result was grossly less, Winston's job was to change previous versions so the old version would agree with the new one. This process of continuous alteration was applied not only to newspapers, but to books, periodicals, pamphlets, posters, leaflets, films, sound-tracks, cartoons, photographs - to every kind of literature or documentation which might conceivably hold any political or ideological significance.
When his day's work started, Winston pulled the speakwrite towards him, blew the dust from its mouthpiece, and put on his spectacles. He dialed 'back numbers' on the telescreen and called for the appropriate issues of The Times, which slid out of the pneumatic tube after only a few minutes' delay. The messages he had received referred to articles or news-items which for one reason or another it was thought necessary to rectify.
In the walls of the cubicle there were three orifices. To the right of the speakwrite, a small pneumatic tube for written messages; to the left, a larger one for newspapers; and on the side wall, within easy reach of Winston's arm, a large oblong slit protected by a wire grating. This last was for the disposal of waste paper. Similar slits existed in thousands or tens of thousands throughout the building, not only in every room but at short intervals in every corridor. For some reason they were nicknamed memory holes. When one knew that any document was due for destruction, or even when one saw a scrap of waste paper lying about, it was an automatic action to lift the flap of the nearest memory hole and drop it in, whereupon it would be whirled away on a current of warm air to the enormous furnaces which were hidden somewhere in the recesses of the building.
As soon as Winston had dealt with each of the messages, he clipped his speakwritten corrections to the appropriate copy of The Times and pushed them into the pneumatic tube. Then, with a movement which was as nearly as possible unconscious, he crumpled up the original message and any notes that he himself had made, and dropped them into the memory hole to be devoured by the flames.
What happened in the unseen labyrinth to which the tubes led, he did not know in detail, but he did know in general terms. As soon as all the corrections which happened to be necessary in any particular number of The Times had been assembled and collated, that number would be reprinted, the original copy destroyed, and the corrected copy placed on the files in its stead.
In the cubicle next to him the little woman with sandy hair toiled day in day out, simply at tracking down and deleting from the Press the names of people who had been vaporized and were therefore considered never to have existed. And this hall, with its fifty workers or thereabouts, was only one-sub-section, a single cell, as it were, in the huge complexity of the Records Department. Beyond, above, below, were other swarms of workers engaged in an unimaginable multitude of jobs.
There were huge printing-shops and their sub editors, their typography experts, and their elaborately equipped studios for the faking of photographs. There was the tele-programmes section with its engineers, its producers and its teams of actors specially chosen for their skill in imitating voices; clerks whose job was simply to draw up lists of books and periodicals which were due for recall; vast repositories where the corrected documents were stored; and the hidden furnaces where the original copies were destroyed.
And somewhere or other, quite anonymous, there were the directing brains who co-ordinated the whole effort and laid down the lines of policy which made it necessary that this fragment of the past should be preserved, that one falsified, and the other rubbed out of existence.