Friday, June 16

Orwellian

Is anyone else at all concerned about today's SCOTUS ruling upholding the use of evidence obtained from an illegal search?

"Without such a rule ... police know that they can ignore the Constitution's requirements without risking suppression of evidence discovered after an unreasonable entry."
Justice Stephen Breyer, in the dissent

Is it me or is this just the first step down the road to eliminating the exclusion rule entirely? Search warrants? Who needs one when anything they find is admissible, even if it was illegally obtained?

This is something I would have thought inconceivable and utterly ridiculous four years ago. If someone had said to me four or five years ago that the Supreme Court would be actively dismantling out privacy and search and seizure protections, I'd have laughed and told them they'd been reading too much Orwell - that's what we have a Constitution for, to protect us from such. How far have we fallen if something as radical as this is now not only plausible, but now entirely possible, if not likely.

Saturday, June 3

Juxtaposition

This weekend I put in the final work for my revious employer. When I left, I agreed to be available this weekend to move some of my critical servers over into their new home in the new data center. Given the nature of the servers and the effect it would have had on the lives of the thousands of people who use them every week for legal hearings, I couldn't in good conscience just walk away. It didn't cost me anything (they kept me on the payroll), so I volunteered.

Along with my gear, there were several other multimedia systems that needed to be moved as well. So we marched on up to the old machine room, pulled them all out of the racks and loaded them up in the cars. About halfway through the loading, a thought occurred to us: we were loading in excess of $600,000 worth of equipment into a beat up old 1989 Subaru wagon that might have been worth $400 on a good day.

The contents of the vehicle were worth 1500 times as much as the vehicle itself.

I'm sure there's some poetic or metaphorical phrase I could throw in here, but my brain is so much swiss cheese at this point - I've working 24 out of the past 36 hours. What I do know is that we found that exceedingly funny at the time (midnight last night).

I'm going to go start drinking now.