I have a tangentially related problem to this, which is that I recently bought a house from a guy that was purportedly some kind of intelligence officer. My new neighbors told me he was often going to “spy conventions.” In any event, the house has around 12 security cameras (that I’m aware of), and a crazy server room setup in the basement.
I’m a technical person, but the reality is that I’m only 90% sure I successfully transferred access to all of this stuff over to me. For the first couple weeks after moving in, we hadn’t even done that.
I’ve literally never looked at any of it. But knowing the kind of guy he was, there’s a part of me is honestly suspicious of not just the cameras, but also things like certain light fixtures. There’s even a clock we hate, hardwired into the wall, pointed directly at the master bedroom shower.
His potential access aside, I’ve said to my wife before that I don’t want our kids growing up feeling like they’re always being watched. Nefariously or not, even just the feeling of assuming that someone is watching has to have a profound impact on the way you develop.
I’m a technical person, but the reality is that I’m only 90% sure I successfully transferred access to all of this stuff over to me. For the first couple weeks after moving in, we hadn’t even done that.
I’ve literally never looked at any of it. But knowing the kind of guy he was, there’s a part of me is honestly suspicious of not just the cameras, but also things like certain light fixtures. There’s even a clock we hate, hardwired into the wall, pointed directly at the master bedroom shower.
His potential access aside, I’ve said to my wife before that I don’t want our kids growing up feeling like they’re always being watched. Nefariously or not, even just the feeling of assuming that someone is watching has to have a profound impact on the way you develop.