I consider myself a private person, and I’m not usually one to welcome unannounced company. In fact, my typical response to an unexpected visitor is to duck into a dark room until the salesperson/politician/Jehovah’s Witness has moved on to the next house. (I make an exception for Girl Scouts, or any other guests bearing cookies.)
I understand that things are different if the unexpected knocker happens to be law enforcement. Generally speaking, they don’t bring cookies, but I understand that ignoring their knock is simply distasteful. Nonetheless, my non-drug-using, generally straight-laced self likes the idea of having the luxury of a few moments to clean up my appearance or set some dishes into the sink on my way to the door.
Today, there is bad news for private, hanging-out-in-their-boxers type folks nationwide. No longer is it wise to grab for some pants on your way to the door, or even to flush if you happen to be–er, indulging in a moment of privacy in your “reading room.” The Supreme Court just ruled that police may use the sound of “moving and perhaps toilets being flushed” as justification to forcibly enter a home in pursuit of drug evidence.
I thought that the nation had come a long way in respecting privacy rights when the Supreme Court ruled on Lawrence v. Texas, which recognized the protection to sexual privacy in one’s home. Now, it appears that one need not do more than “move” in their own home to surrender their claims to privacy.