Border Issues

As many of you will already know, Peter Watts had his day in court yesterday, and has been found guilty. He now faces the possibility of up to two years in prison, although the final sentence could be a lot less (possibly even non-custodial).

Much outrage has already been vented around teh intrawebs, but before you add to it I strongly suggest that you read Peter’s remarkably measured and calm analysis of the case.

There is a tendency, especially amongst those of us who have training in IT or science, to think that laws are something simple and fair; rules by which one can easily be judged guilty or not. That’s often far from the truth, especially when cross-border issues and/or juries are involved. Often laws leave massive room for lawyers to argue a point. Cross-border issues tend to bring out the worst in people. And whether someone is “guilty” or not can often depend very heavily on the views of the jury members (see this article about the Christopher Handley obscenity case for another example).

Peter’s case is, in most ways, much more serious than mine. He has already faced massive legal bills, and could face much worse. Two things, however, we have in common. Both of us have a chance of being on the Hugo ballot in Reno (both through Clarkesworld in different ways) and won’t be able to attend the ceremony if we are. And both of us are caught in a situation where, regardless of the rights and wrongs of the case, we are going to be deemed guilty because it is a border issue and people get very irrational over such things.

In such situations, all you can do is go forward as best you can, and make as much lemonade as is possible of the lemons that life has thrown you. Judging from his blog post, Peter is holding up fairly well. I wish him all the best and hope he can stay that way.

Trying to Make Sense of It All

There has, inevitably, been a small amount of speculation around the blogosphere about my travel problems. On the one hand there are the people preaching doom and gloom about how the Evil TSA are Out To Get Us All. On the other there are people muttering darkly that I must have done something Very Bad. We do love our dramas. The reality is much less interesting and also far more complicated. I’m not sure that I understand it myself. But now that I’ve had a chance to decompress I’m going to try to explain what the problem is.

Entry into the USA is controlled by two different government departments: Customs & Border Patrol (CBP), who man the desks at airports, and the State Department, who run embassies and issue visas. These two organizations have different, and sometimes competing, aims.

The CBP generally dislikes the visa waiver scheme, because it means letting people into the country without any proper vetting. Their job is to protect the US from undesirables, and visa waiver makes that hard. State, on the other hand, is constantly besieged by people wanting visas. Anything that they can do to cut down the size of the queue is good, and from that point of view they love visa waiver.

An additional complication is that CBP and State have rather different views of what constitutes “business”. As far as the CBP is concerned, anything that isn’t obviously tourism is “business”. If you are attending a conference, or a board meeting, or doing anything for a charity or non-profit organization, that’s still business, and potentially suspicious. But State is concerned with the economic welfare of the USA, and will only grant a “business” visa if what you are doing obviously involves trade.

Then there is the question of visa categories. There are many of them, and they are all very tightly drawn, so if the purpose of your travel is anything out of the ordinary you may find it very difficult to find a category that fits you.

The final piece of the puzzle concerns the rules for visa waiver. There are certain things that prevent you from using the visa waiver system. Many of you will have had a good laugh at the questions about being convicted of genocide or being a Nazi. But it is also absolutely forbidden to use visa waiver if you have been denied an ordinary visa by State. Because, after all, if you were denied a visa then you must be a potential danger to the country.

So here’s the problem. In late 2008 the CBP says I travel back and fore too often for their comfort, and they want me to get a visa. I talk to a lawyer and in early 2009 I try to get a visa. State says that the sort of travel I am doing is exactly the sort of thing that visa waiver was designed for, and in any case I don’t fit into any of their neat visa categories so they can’t give me one. They tell me that I should carry on using visa waiver. So I follow their advice, and that appears to work. I am let in twice during 2009, once after a lengthy grilling that doesn’t once mention any visa application.

Then, last week, I get hauled in front of CBP officials. My records now say that I have been denied a visa and consequently a) I can’t use visa waiver and b) I have told a lie on that little green form you have to fill in on the aircraft. As far as I’m concerned I haven’t told any lies, I have done exactly what I was told by State. But proving that is likely to be a lengthy and very expensive process. And even if I do manage to clear my name, I have now actually been denied entry, and can no longer use visa waiver. And I can’t apply for a proper visa because there is no visa for the sort of things I do when visiting.

The net result is that I am totally screwed. As I’m sure you can see, much of this is due to the way in which the system is set up. Changing it, however, is an uphill struggle, and any attempt at reforming immigration laws is liable to get the froth-at-the-mouth brigade very excited. I’ve been talking to an immigration lawyer who campaigns for change in the system, and I hope that my story will provide her with useful ammunition. As far as I’m concerned, however, the only things that are likely to get me back into the US are a) if I become very rich, or b) if I manage to start making a living from the science fiction industry. The former requires a lottery win, and given that many of our top writers have to keep their day jobs because they can’t make a living out of writing novels, the latter is almost as unlikely.

In Transit

I’m closing down the main communications arrays for now. I’ll be in London tonight, and on an early-ish plane to San Francisco in the morning. In the meantime, Twitter will be the best place to find me.

P-Con, Briefly

The travel went fine, as you may have seen on Twitter. Juliet McKenna was apparently much less fortunate, but I think she has made it. I shall get the story out of her tomorrow, but she is OK.

In the absence of Jules I managed to snag an invite to dinner with Bob Nielson, Colin Harvey and Mike Shevdon. Bob took us to a favorite Italian restaurant of his. I had Pizza Diavolo, primarily because the menu promised “spacy Italian salami”. Sadly I am not tripping out as a result, but it did taste good.

I had a nice chat with Nick Harkaway in the bar, but have not got to meet the famous Mrs. H. yet as civil rights campaigners don’t get holidays and she was on the phone doing something very important that I don’t know whether I can blog about.

The big problem is the hotel Internet, which doesn’t like Windows 7 very much and doesn’t like my email at all. (Very annoying as it worked last year.) I can get a web browser to work, but I don’t yet know if I can get Skype to work. More testing is required. If I can get Skype running I’ll be calling in a report to Star Ship Sofa on Sunday afternoon.

On the way over I finished reading Kaaron Warren’s Walking the Tree, which is a fascinating book that I need to write about. I have just started N.K. Jemisin’s The Hundred Thousand Kingdoms and a few chapters in I am very impressed. I can’t remember being this excited about a book for a long time.

Mad March Travel

Deep breath, here we go.

On Friday (5th) I head off to Dublin for P-Con, returning on Monday (8th).

The following Wednesday (10th) I’m off to London where I’m staying with the Clutes overnight in preparation for an early morning flight to San Francisco on the Thursday (11th).

Kevin’s stuck in Portland on a training course, so I’ll need to find my own way to our sadly neglected apartment. Fortunately BART will take me most of the way, and there are cabs available at Fremont BART. Then I’ll need to get a bus to the shops as there’ll be no fresh food at home.

I was hoping to get to Nova Albion over the weekend, but Kevin has the van. Also there’s an SFSFC Board Meeting on Saturday (13th).

Kevin should be back on Sunday night (14th), so we ought to be able to make BASFA on the Monday (15th), but early Tuesday morning (16th) I’m off to Orlando for ICFA where I will finally get to present my paper on trans characters in science fiction and fantasy.

I’ll be back in the Bay Area on the following Monday (22nd). Sleep may follow.

FGW Incompetence Gets Worse

I have now had two separate “customer support” people from First Great Western write me condescending messages explaining that an error message of “URL is syntactically invalid” must be my fault for entering my credit card details incorrectly.

Sadly I am fairly sure that if I had submitted exactly the same bug report using a male name I would have got a lot more respect.

Web Site Incompetence

Last night I did some bookings for my trip to P-Con (GoH, the very wonderful Nick Harkaway). I had no trouble at all with booking the flight and hotel. They were both with Irish companies. The train ticket, on the other hand… I didn’t get that far as I had another train ticket to buy and the FGW web site crashed on me.

Why is it that UK companies* are so utterly incompetent when it comes to web sites? It has got to the stage where I dread using a web site if the company that created it is based in the UK. I can cope with the usual annoyances of only being able to use Internet Explorer and only being able to use credit cards registered in the UK, but I do at least expect the site to work. I do not expect it to give me an error message of “URL not syntactically valid” and have no means of recovery from that error.

And if that isn’t bad enough, I expect that when I report such an error I get treated seriously. I do not expect to be told that the problem was probably my fault for failing to enter my credit card billing address properly. It is entirely possible that I might have done so, but any competent web site will deal with that by producing an error message tell you what you have done wrong, and allowing you to correct the mistake. It should not produce a message understandable only by web programmers and then leave you with a blank screen.

So, First Great Western, your web site is crap, and your customer support is crap. Unfortunately you are the only option I have if I want to travel by train. I guess I will have to walk down to the station and buy my tickets there.

* Exception here for Sainsbury’s whose web site worked fine. OTOH, I am seriously considering changing banks because I’m so concerned about the RBS web site.

Warmer in the Mind

There was quite a lot of melting of snow around here today, but it will freeze again overnight, and we are forecast more heavy snow for this evening. The long range forecast now suggests a possible thaw on Saturday, which would be good because I’m supposed to be going to Bristol that day.

I ran out of fresh fruit and bread today, but in theory the Sainsbury’s van will come tomorrow with more. We shall see. Bean chili for dinner. A good canned meal to have in store, requiring only a fresh onion.

In the meantime I have been cheering myself up by thinking of warmer climes. I have booked my flight to the USA for March/April, and I’ll be booking the internal flight to Orlando for ICFA as soon as I get an OK from Kevin on the times. I have also been looking at flights to Australia. It will be warmer there, even if September is only spring for them.

I’ve also booked my membership in Au Contraire, the New Zealand Natcon. It looks like getting there on United will be difficult and expensive, so I may just fly United to Melbourne and hop back across the Tasman to Wellington on QANTAS, with whom I still have a bunch of points I should use up.

Finally on the subject of flights, I need to get to Dublin for P-Con. As RyanAir has made travel with them so unpleasant I’d prefer to avoid them if possible. I’m looking at the possibility of Aer Arann from Cardiff as that doesn’t seem to require overnight stays and doesn’t involve stupidly expensive train fares into London. Does anyone know anything about them? Their advertising seems very much geared towards saying “We are the opposite of RyanAir” without actually saying so.

It’s A Wrap

I don’t normally go for “end of year” posts, let alone “end of decade”, but thinking back over 2009 I have realized that it was fairly interesting in many ways and therefore probably deserves a retrospective.

The year began in a very worrying way with a real possibility that I might never be allowed back into the USA. Having been advised that I ought to get a visa, and having spent around $2000 on an immigration lawyer, I took myself off to the US embassy in London only to be laughed at and told that I had no chance. The only good thing about it was that my application was apparently so risible that they didn’t bother to turn it down (which would definitely have meant no further travel); they just said they’d forget they ever saw it. As it turns out, I didn’t actually need a visa at all. It is all very strange.

Had things gone according to plan, I might have been spending more time in New Zealand and Australia, but what originally appeared to be a very promising business opportunity turned to dust thanks to the credit crunch and I was left holding some rather expensive plane tickets. I went anyway, and enjoyed a couple of conventions (here and here).

Talking of which, if you are ever in need of a hard working guest for a convention, try Julie Czerneda. I had the pleasure of watching her at three different cons this year and I can’t remember seeing anyone, not even Neil, put more energy into being a guest.

On the subject of Mr. Gaiman, I went to see him do a reading in Dublin, and to see a gig by someone called Amanda Palmer whom Neil seemed to think was rather talented. They did seem very friendly at the time, but I had no idea quite how things would blossom over the coming year.

I started working with Clarkesworld from the first of January and had my first involvement in the February issue. I think we’ve published some interesting non-fiction through the year, but I have been very disappointed at the low level of submissions. I need to start nagging you folks.

Being nervous about my prospects for US travel, I made a point of going to more events in Europe. In particular I attended my first convention in France. Imaginales was a lot of fun and I intend to go back again next year. Finland was awesome as always. It was great to see Finncon have space to expand into.

Of course I’m still very much interested in Worldcon, which led me to write this. And as just talking doesn’t generally get you anywhere I produced ConReporter.com. As a piece of software it wasn’t really up to much. Had I had time, and more skill with PHP, I could have produced something much better. But it got a lot of interest, and a lot of help from famous people, as a result of which over the 5 days of Worldcon it was visited by 1,950 people from 59 different countries. I call that a win. That’s more than half the number of people who attended the convention. Next year hopefully we can do even better, and start to make Worldcon a truly international event.

At Worldcon I won a Hugo, which was very nice indeed. I also beat Dave Langford in a straight contest, which still hasn’t really sunk in. Thank you, again, everyone.

On a very much smaller scale I helped found BristolCon. Huge thanks are due to our GoHs, Al Reynolds and Charlie Butler, and to people like Paul Cornell and Juliet McKenna who came along to support us. We only got just over 50 people, but it was a solid start and we hope to do better in 2010. Congratulations are due to Jo Hall and her team for a job well done.

The last big event on my convention calendar was World Fantasy, in which I was closely involved as I’m a director of SFSFC, the fan group that staged the event. As far as I have heard from most of the attendees it was a huge success (and apologies once again for the art show, which we know was well below par). The World Fantasy Board appears to think the convention was a total disaster run by a bunch of greedy incompetents, but apparently they say that about almost every year. They were sufficiently rude that I, for one, won’t be attending World Fantasy again. And if you happen to be a member of a fan group that is thinking of bidding to stage the event I have one word for you: don’t.

It was at World Fantasy that I helped launch something that is going to be taking up most of my time during 2010. The Science Fiction and Fantasy Translation Awards are long overdue and will hopefully help bring many talented writers to the attention of English language fandom. I’ll be writing a lot more about them in the New Year.

2009 has, of course, been the year of Twitter. I happen to find it enormously useful. I appreciate that’s not the case for everyone. If it is not for you, don’t use it. It is just a communication platform, after all.

And finally, a decade into the 21st Century, technology has started to come good. Obviously there is broadband internet, without which my life would be very different indeed. But 2009 also saw my discovery of the iPhone and Wii – two bits of technology that have rapidly become indispensable to me. Yes, of course life is possible without them, but in their different ways I find them both very valuable. Being someone who is well versed in the concept of superfluous technology, I find that rather remarkable.

The Terrorists Win Again

No, the idiot failed to blow himself up, and consequently didn’t blow anything else up either, but aside from that the latest terrorist attack can be counted a magnificent success because it has produced the desired result: mindless panic and the imposition of a welter of new random, ineffectual restrictions on travelers.

I’d give the TSA a few points for thinking that maybe restricting passengers to one carry-on might give them more time to check that bag more thoroughly, if I wasn’t a regular traveler and only too well aware that the only result of this will be that people will get bigger bags and pack them more tightly, thereby probably making it even harder to see what is in them. Not to mention causing yet more chaos with regard to overcrowded overhead bins.

As for the restrictions on leaving your seat and having anything in your lap, how on earth this that going to stop a determined terrorist on a flight longer than a couple of hours? The only way you can make aircraft totally “safe” from passengers is if they are stripped naked, gagged and bound in their seats for the duration of the flight, and forced to listen to government propaganda about how safe they should be feeling. Oddly no one at the TSA has yet suggested that. Probably it is only a matter of time.

And, as Tom Abba noted on Twitter, I’m looking forward to the TSA requiring people to remove their underpants at the security check points. After all, that’s what they did with shoes. Maybe the terrorists should try hiding explosives in a bra next. The TSA folks will be falling over themselves to implement new checks as a result of that.

As indeed some of them will doubtless now pay extra close attention to all young black men, because as we all know you can tell a terrorist by how different he looks from you.

No, the real questions we ought to be asking here is how someone who had already been identified as a risk was able to board a flight without any extra checks carrying an explosive that had been used by terrorists before, and a syringe, which I’m sure is more obvious and more dangerous than a nail file or a lipstick. Those questions deserve answering. But they are awkward questions, so what we get instead is new regulations that ban people from reading books for substantial parts of the flight because, you know, those intellectuals are a dangerous lot. Furthermore a lot of the regulations are things that the cabin crews will have to enforce. That’s going to lead to a lot more air rage, I suspect. (And what’s the betting that enforcement won’t be nearly as strict in Business and First.)

If I hadn’t made commitments to go to various conventions next year, and didn’t have to fly in order to get to see Kevin, I would be seriously considering giving up air travel altogether, because I think that’s the only way we can stop this nonsense. Get the airline companies lobbying Congress and then perhaps something will be done.

Cold, Tired & Grumpy

Yes, I’m back in England, how did you guess?

I’ll be less cold when I’m less exhausted, and hopefully then I’ll be less grumpy. And maybe I’ll have fewer things to be grumpy about.

Grump source #1 most of you will be familiar with by now as it has been all over our corner of the Twittersphere today. But for the benefit of those of you who shun such spaces here’s Cory with the tale of how author Peter Watts was beaten, arrested and charged with assault while driving home to Canada from the USA. Scalzi has the same story with some news about fund raising efforts, while Patrick muses on some of the issues raised by the incident and Emma Bull has a good rant. Peter’s version of the incident is here (though it may not stay there because if I was his lawyer I’d be advising him to say nothing at all).

I’ve never actually met Peter Watts, though I’m sure we have been at the same convention from time to time. However, I have a great deal of sympathy with his plight as that so easily could have been me. Fortunately I have learned to cringe well when being bullied by border guards. Even so this year I ended up spending over $2000 and a great deal of time and worry trying to get a visa I was told to apply for but which I didn’t need and never had any chance of getting. Peter’s case, if it does come to trial, will cost him a lot more than that. Please help him out if you can.

Grump reason #2 is an article in the local paper here about how a transvestite who got tired on the way home, parked his car and fell asleep was found by the police, arrested and sentenced to jail time for “a serious sexual offence”, i.e. wearing women’s clothes. Other material in the article suggested that the person in question had what we Brits call “previous”, some of which may have genuinely been of a more serious nature. However, the article clearly gave the impression that men dressed in women’s clothes were likely to harm others and deserved both jail time and being placed on a register of sex offenders.

Reason #3 has me so angry that I’m going to allow myself some cooling off time before writing about it. I was going to direct you to Roz but apparently she’s doing the same thing. More bad temper tomorrow, I’m afraid.

Have to Drive

America has ground to a halt for the very long holiday weekend that is Thanksgiving. As this is the time of year to get together with one’s family, travel is famously a nightmare.

Kevin and I planned to get on the road around midday and actually managed it about 12:30. Amazingly the roads were clear all through Niles Canyon and up 680 as far as the dreaded Cordelia Junction where we stopped to stretch our legs on the grounds that the van wouldn’t be going that much slower in a car park than on the road.

Fortunately the snarls don’t last too long. Today’s were perhaps a little longer than usual due to a couple of accidents around Fairfield. It took us an hour to get to Cordelia and another hour, including leg stretch, to get to Vacaville where we stopped for lunch.

North of Vacaville the roads were fairly clear and we were able to roar along and turn off the traffic news, instead opting to treat the good Christian folk of the Sacramento Valley to the dulcet tones of Miss Amanda Palmer. We did not get arrested, though the idiot in the SUV who was doing around 90 did get pulled over by a passing highway patrolman. As he was passing us at the time he attracted the attention of the officer I can conclude that the CHP is more concerned about speeding than my singing. This was no consolation to Kevin.

Talking of singing, you know you are still congested from teh hamthrax when you try to breath deeply. -sigh-

Anyway, we are now safely in Yuba City and tomorrow will make the short trip up to Sutter to have Thanksgiving lunch with Kevin’s family. I was pleased to have the hotel reception guy ask us if we really needed our room serviced tomorrow because they didn’t want to keep the maids at work too long. Here’s hoping for a nice, quiet weekend.

Jay to do Grand Tour

I see from this morning’s blog reading that Jay Lake has booked up to do the Grand Tour of Down Under next year. That means he will be attending Au Contraire in Wellington the weekend before AussieCon 4. This is a great opportunity for writers to get to see New Zealand as well as Australia, and do something good for fans in New Zealand along the way. And, of course, in Wellington you can get to see Weta, Rivendell and the Colossal Squid as well. I’ve no booked my flights yet, but I am planning to be there. See my New Zealand video diary and photos from this year for more background.

Arrived

Travel yesterday as largely uneventful, thank goodness, so I am now safely in Sunny California where I hope the weather will stay good for a few more days so that all our foreign visitors can experience how lovely it is.

Talking of foreign visitors, tonight I get to meet Zoran and Mia Živković at SFO, and I’ll be spending Wednesday acting as tourist guide for them in San Francisco.

Tomorrow evening we’ll be at Borderlands Books from 6:30 to 8:00 for a mass signing event by WFC Members. The current guest list is as follows: David Drake, Kate Elliot, Graham Joyce, Patricia McKillip, Garth Nix, Ken Scholes, Michael Swanwick, James Anderson, Carol Berg, Marie Brennan, Gail Carriger, David B. Coe, Steven Erikson, David Farland, David Lunde, L.E. Modesitt, Jr., John Picacio, Barbara and Christopher Roden, Mark Sebanc, S.M. Stirling, Mark Van Name, Bill Willingham, Zoran Živković, Kari Sperring, Chaz Brenchley. There may be others. There will be a similar event with different people on the Monday.

Thursday through Sunday I’ll be busy at World Fantasy, and will probably be blogging quite a bit on the convention web site and at ConReporter.com. In particular don’t miss the live coverage of the World Fantasy Awards on Sunday.

And given how busy I’ll be for the next week, today needs to be spend being domesticated. I have to pack for the convention. And there is an enormous amount of mail for me, because I haven’t been here since January.

Fly-By Posting

I have managed to get online at Heathrow. There were no emergencies in the email. My gate should be opening soon, so it is offline again for many hours. Hopefully the next post will be from California.

A Note on Visas

Whenever I mention the difficulties I have getting into the USA some of my American friends make a great show of apologizing for the awfulness of their country. That’s very kind of them, but in all honesty I should point out that most wealthy countries are pretty bad. As evidence if this I present an article from today’s Guardian from which I learn that thousands of foreign students who have been awarded places at UK universities are unable to start their courses because they can’t get visas.

In this particular case the problem appears to be not xenophobia — the kids in question are entitled to visas even under the new, tougher regulations — but our government’s habit of creating massive new regulatory systems without having any idea how those systems will be administered or funded. However, that’s no consolation to the poor kids missing out on their college courses.

More RyanAir Fail

The RyanAir web site does not have any means of allowing you to cancel a flight. I’m not expecting a refund. I just wanted to tell them that I would not be taking the flight so that they would have the option to re-sell it to someone else. But apparently my only option is to pay a fortune to phone them. Not much incentive to do that, is there?

Hie Thee To Nottingham

Yeah, I know, it must be awful to be famous primarily for someone who may have lived hundreds of years ago but may just be a myth. I wasn’t up to making Brian Clough jokes in a headline. Sorry, people of Nottingham.

Of course Nottingham is also famous for two other things. It is the location of the secret World HQ of Angry Robot Books, whence the furious metal horde will one day march forth to claim their rightful overlordship of the universe. And it is also the current home of FantasyCon. I will be there. Tweetage will happen. As I’m in the UK I can use AudioBoo without fear of roaming charges. There will be the British Fantasy Awards (can Graham Joyce beat the Gaiman Juggernaut?) There will be beer.

And first, there will be trains.