CBP Interrogation 2/23/17
On Thursday, February 23, 2017 I was returning to San Francisco from an art show in Brussels with a brief layover in London. Upon landing, I was counting my blessings as I somehow managed to be one of the first ones off the plane. At the end of the jetway, two CBP agents were conducting a preliminary passport check. I passed through, headed to the immigration area, scanned my passport, got my ticket, and walked up to the first available border/immigration official. As he was entering my info, I was thinking, “Wow! This is the fastest I’ve ever gotten through border control.”
The passport check seemed to be going on a little longer than normal as the agent furrowed his brow and stated in a rehearsed jovial voice, “Don’t worry. This will just take a few moments. We’ll have you out of here in a moment.” Several minutes later (again with the same practiced joviality): “Ok, you’re all set. You can just head over that direction to the Secondary area and speak with the agents there.” Uh, what? So much for getting through quickly.
I walked into a smallish (~30’x30’) waiting area with several rows of black pleather airport seating occupied by approximately two dozen people who appeared to be of North African, Middle Eastern, Southeast Asian, and Latinx descent (I was the only white person in the room aside from a few of the CBP agents. I approached the counter with the attending CBP agent who gave me a surly look and then asked for my passport. As I waited for him to hand it back, he simply placed it in a rack with others and then turned on the same bit of insincere niceness I had experienced a moment before, “Ok, we’ll have you out of here as soon as we can. Please take a seat and we’ll call you in just a moment. No cell phones. We’ll have you out of here as soon as we can. Thanks.”
I sat down among the other silent travelers and looked around the room. On the wall facing the seats was a wall-sized world map. Next to it was a poster declaring the federal policies justifying searches and questioning. On the adjacent wall was a row of round clocks showing the times around the world: San Francisco, Sydney, Lima, Dubai, Mumbai, Mexico City, and one or two more. On the wall backing the seats, were three mundane landscape photos: a mountain, a lake, some trees. And the rest of the room was occupied by the CBP counter, a desk, a hallway, and 3 closed office doors. As unsettling as the whole situation was, the stress and silence were simultaneously broken when one of the other traveler’s cell phones rang. His ringtone? The Empire theme song from Star Wars! No bullshit. It was the funniest, most uncanny moment. I laughed out loud, hoping we could share the humor of the moment, but instead he nervously fumbled with his phone while alerting the CBP that it was his traveling companion checking on him. He asked if he could answer it, but was told he could not.
Realizing I could not record anything with my phone, I pulled out my sketchbook and began to draw the waiting area. About a minute later, my name was called even though I arrived after most of the others in the room. I followed another CBP agent down the hallway past more anemic landscape photos and was asked to take a seat in front of a small desk occupying part of a grubby corridor with numerous scuff marks on the walls. Above and slightly behind me was a security camera and another CBP workstation with an agent pushing papers and occasionally typing on a computer.
The agent again addressed me as if he were taking my food order at Denny’s, “Sorry for the inconvenience. We should have you out of here in just a moment. I hope you won’t mind if we just ask a few questions.” Many of the questions were asked more than once (* asterisks indicate which ones below). As is common in interrogations, repeat questions were asked in an offhanded way as if the agent weren’t sure he had heard right or previously asked the question. For example, I would be asked to provide my address even though it was already written on my “declarations” form. The agent would type it in. Then, a few moments later he would say, “Oh sorry, can you give me your address again? –- Ok, yeah. Got it.” Or alternatively, “Sorry, did I already ask for your cell number? Why don’t you give it to me again just in case.” While it may sound as if he were simply a bit absent-minded, I got the distinct sense that this tactic was used to ascertain whether or not I was telling the truth. To the best of my memory these are the questions I was asked in the order in which I remember them:
During the entire process, the agents delivered their questions in a casual, nonchalant tone like someone trained to appear friendly and unassuming. I also made an effort to appear relaxed throughout the process, asking questions in a non-combative tone. I don’t know that it helped but I got the sense that it had a disarming effect and made them more self-conscious and less concerned about me. Here are a few afterthoughts:
1) All the security on your phone/laptop means little if they can make you unlock it. Consider using stripped down devices when traveling.
2) You are strictly forbidden from using your cell phone in secondary, but there was a small opportunity between customs and secondary to send an alert message out if need be. If you are traveling with others, you should consider prepping a text in advance.
3) You should log out of all applications, email, etc. upon landing. I handed over an unlocked phone but did not provide passwords. However, all of my apps incl. email were unlocked and could be opened from an unlocked phone.
4) Everyone in secondary is stressed. In retrospect, I wish I had made an effort to engage in light conversation with others without asking for any personal info.
5) Ask lots of questions. I did, and although it didn't get me out of the situation I could see that it did unsettle the agents and make them self-conscious. Plus, someone more clever may have been able to find some other loophole that I overlooked.
6) I asked to see the legal policy in writing that authorized their request and then waited for them to provide it before proceeding with the questioning. Although they continued to ask for my phone during that wait, I politely declined and played the concerned citizen/constitutionalist card. During the wait, I was also buying time for my phone to re-lock after they had asked me to retrieve info from it, and for me to consider what I wanted to do.
7) There was a high-angle security camera directly above and slightly behind me. Before asking me to turn over my phone, I was asked to provide details from phone. I suspect the angle of the camera and the position of the seating allows them to essentially look over your shoulder and see if you are entering a passcode or trying to delete any info. You can shield this with your body by keeping the phone low and close to you.
8) If you are considering sacrificing your phone, you might want to also remove your SIM card upon landing for use in another phone later. Keep in mind, that sacrificing your phone may also involve sacrificing ALL of your personal effects. This is what was implied to me.
** I hope this is helpful! I have some ideas about what I’d do differently next time, and hopefully you do too. I'll add more if I think of it and try to answer any questions that anyone has. Also, I just want to say that my experience is relatively tame compared to what I’ve heard regarding others from more vulnerable and targeted communities. I do not assume that my experience is identical to everyone else’s, but again I hope that this can be of some help to someone else.
Addendum 3/10/17 – A number of immigration and privacy rights lawyers have asked the same set of questions, so I want to address them here:
- I am a US citizen, born in the US, from parents that are US citizens, born in the US.
- I was traveling with a current US passport.
- I have no criminal record.
- I am not currently under any pending investigations (that I am aware of).
- I have not traveled to any countries on the “Terror Watch List”.
- To the best of my knowledge, there are not any known terrorists or criminals that have the same or similar name.
- I have not previously been detained at a US border or airport.
Aside from lawyers, many other people have asked me why I think I was singled out. The motivations for asking this question vary widely, but in most cases I believe that this is exactly the wrong question to ask. First of all, any response is supposition at best. The CBP gives absolutely no indication as to why you are being screened. Secondly, it is deeply problematic to ask individuals who were interrogated to further scrutinize themselves and to suggest what aspects of their personal lives they consider to be justifications for government intrusions on their privacy. Personally, I don’t feel particularly threatened by this question; however, I also don’t feel particularly obliged to attempt to answer it. However, it should be readily acknowledged that this question places on unfair burden on people, especially if they are members of more vulnerable or targeted communities.