The NYT is all hot'n'bothered by this but somehow I'm a lot less sussed than I could be. Part of it is probably that there are plenty of cameras to watch in Newark. Part of it is probably that the probably-lives-with-opiates neighbor kid decided to (a) come into the house and steal my daughter's boots so he could throw them on the roof (b) climb up on the hood of my Porsche and jump up and down so I'm thinking of going full Sliver on this place to match what I have at the business.
I dunno. I would argue that having big brother watching you is deeply dispiriting... but having big brother hand you the binoculars takes some of the edge off. That's just my opinion, though, and I'm curious as to everyone else's thoughts.