Security

Waiting at the station for today’s train, an announcement came over the speakers that suddenly struck me a little differently to usual. It’s the fairly standard fare about

In this time of increased security, please do not leave your belongings anywhere on the station or the train. Help us to not have security alerts by taking care of your posessions

OK, I’m paraphrasing a little, but all the security alert announcements say the same thing about not leaving your stuff around. Now yes, that’s fair enough – an abandoned package can always look a bit dodgy and so on.

But what struck me was this – if we’re now dealing with suicide bombers, surely they’re not going to leave the packages around? In fact, aren’t you also now going to be looking out for people who clutch their bags to them, or keep on fiddling about with them?


Abandonment

One of the regular “summer season” stories that get carried by the media are the “Home Alone” ones where children are left behind while their parents bugger off on cheap holidays. I’ve never been able to understand the thinking behind doing this – but then again, I don’t have kids, and if I did then perhaps I’d understand more. *grin*

All the same though, it’s just not something I can figure out. But even they pale a bit when you read about one selfish bastard loving parent who moved to Turkey, leaving her 15 year old daughter on her own in the UK. You just have to wonder about the mind-set that would allow anyone to do that, don’t you?


Plod

A while back I wrote about the useless police presence that had been placed on Bracknell station since the London bombings. At the time I really wasn’t impressed, and my attitutde on that score remains the same still.

Today, precisely four weeks after the bombings on 7th July and two weeks after the abortive ones on July 21st, there’s supposedly a massively increased police and security presence in London in order to prevent any possible attack. (which means, of course, that instead it’ll be tomorrow, or it’ll be in Birmingham or Edinburgh or somewhere – basically anywhere that isn’t London) And today is the first day since those bombings when there’s been absolutely no police presence – nor, in fact, any ticket inspectors – at Bracknell station. The mind boggles sometimes.


Resurgence

Interesting to see that cycling has had a bit of a renaissance since the London bombings, with the shop mentioned in the article going from selling 3 bikes a day to 15 a day now.

I find I do have a couple of doubts about the entire thing though – first of all, people are quoted saying “The Tube is dangerous, I feel safer cycling”. In London?!? These people are quite blatantly insane. I know my life is made dodgier by cycling on the roads in Bracknell – I don’t even want to think about adding London buses and taxis in to the equation. OK, so they’re no longer at risk of being involved in a bomb on the tube. But there were also incidents on buses – and a bus roof landing on/near a cyclist isn’t going to be good for the health either.

Second, I have to wonder what these people will do once it starts raining again (as it has here today) or as the nights draw in and it gets colder. Will the ones who are so willing to get back into cycling during the balmy light summer evenings be so willing to use their bikes on a cold wet November night?


Protected?

Since last Thursday, Bracknell station has had the addition of a couple of policemen standing on the platform all day. I assume this is supposed to be some kind of deterrent to terrorists carrying bombs, or somesuch.

Quite honestly, it’s effing useless. The plods aren’t armed, and seem to be about as alert as a very inert caterpillar. I’ve seen them change platforms once, but other than that they just stand around doing nowt, and not even paying attention to the people waiting for a train.

If one uses the current stereotype of a terrorist suicide bomber (i.e. a man of Asian descent, carrying a big rucksack loaded with ‘stuff’), there’s always at least three or four “potential terrorists” waiting for a train into London in the morning. No-one gets stopped, or asked what’s in their bag. Mine looked dodgy as shite yesterday, as I was carrying a video camera (left by last weekend’s house guests, and which needed to be posted back) in it as well as my normal daily stuff. But no, no questions, not even a look of interest. Then again, I don’t fit the other half of the blueprint for “typical terrorist”, if there is such a thing.

Does this kind of presence make people feel safer? Possibly. Does it actually do anything to prevent another bombing attack? No, most probably not. The entire thing of terrorism is that you don’t know who’s going to do it, or when. OK, if someone’s visibly nervous, and fulfils all the cliched requirements (or has something dumb, like ‘visible wires’) then they might get stopped. But any terrorist worth their salt isn’t going to do that – they’ll walk onto the train calmly, knowing that their vision of heaven awaits.

And just because so far all the bombers have fitted a certain set of criteria doesn’t mean they always will. In fact, because of the way people are now more aware of that set of criteria, it’s pretty dumb to use the same sorts again. For instance, in Russia the Chechnyans have seen the power of using female bombers. While rucksacks have become the “weapon of choice”, what’s to stop it being a woman with a large handbag/ holdall? Nothing. Even within the current set of criteria, what’s to stop it from being an Asian person, suited and booted, “going to work in the city” – laptop bag, briefcase, whatever?


Omens

You know, there’s a sign that you’re about to have a bad day. It’s this :

You get on a train, (or any form of public transport, but in today’s case, it’s a train) sit down, and opposite you there’s a woman clutching the cross on her necklace, and singing hymns to herself. At a volume high enough to make the tune identifiable (Closer My God To Thee, I think it’s called) but also at a pitch spookily resembling the “mosquito buzzing in the ear” level of irritation.

Thank Chuff I only had to go ten minutes with it.

Nutter.


Equality and Accessibility

I noticed this morning (well, I’ve noticed the first part several times, but the second part I only thought about today) that trains now have braille “text” (and as an aside, what is the name for Braille characters? Text? Characters? Signage?) around things like the “Open” and “Close” buttons on the doors, and on the toilets etc. That’s great, and it’s always good to see these things.

However, there’s no braille on the “in case of emergency” stickers at all, or on the “how to escape from this carriage” ones.

Which seems a bit odd – after all, if a carriage is in darkness, or engulfed in thick smoke, surely the ones with the advantage will be the ones who are acclimatised to not being able to see clearly?