A friend who lives in another country sent me a note Friday to let me know that he’d listed my name and phone number on his application to the U.S. government for a tourist visa. We joked back and forth for a couple of minutes about him coming to recruit terrorist agents or set off bombs or something, but I suddenly realized something I didn’t like.
Even though these were private messages we were exchanging and we were clearly joking in the context of him having to answer stupid questions on a visa application, I realized that I felt just a touch of nervousness. It wasn’t quite fear, but it was close. I found myself hesitant to make completely innocent jokes — simply because of the insanely paranoid police state that’s sprung up over the last decade in the name of fighting terrorism.
There was a time when I had confidence that the things I said in personal online correspondence were almost certainly private, because I didn’t fear being targeted for any reason. But given the increasingly paranoid attitudes and actions of politicians and bureaucrats, I no longer have that confidence.

Police threaten to seize my camera for crime of public photography
Narcissists teach their victims they aren’t allowed to have needs
My need to win isn’t pretty, but it’s key to who I’ve always been
FRIDAY FUNNIES
Snapshots of hurting people and broken families, but no resolutions
I’m still the kid who might burn your clubhouse if you cross me
Question the ‘experts’: They don’t know as much as they think
What if we had a birthday party for the USA — and nobody came?