I saw a local police car recently. Since the last time I had a close view of one, they seem to have grown license plate scanners pointing in every direction.
James Lileks has some wonders about those license plate scanners.
I’m not paranoid on this issue. I don’t brace the paper-delivery person every morning and say “how do you know I live here?” I can see why the police would want a searchable database of everything that ever happened. Your profession colors your view of what’s reasonable and necessary. . . .
But there is the small matter of protecting that database of license-plate pictures. You know how this will go: City announces gigantic 40 terabyte database of license photos “so secure God himself could not hack this file, and I say that fully aware that such a taunt led to the sinking of the Titanic.” An hour later a group called iC3B3RG puts every license plate picture online.
Discovery in divorce trials could romp through the data and uncover so many things.
By the bye, Lileks has some great collections of memorabilia on his website, which I first stumbled over back in early days of the innerwebs.