Mayberry RFiD
I vant to be alone!
I love my privacy! Hell, I love YOUR privacy. And chips.
Casino chips, poker chips, tortilla chips, potato chips.
But I draw the line at Radio Frequency IDentification chips!
They suck with salsa! And I don’t want one in my body!
If I wanted implants, I'd call Dr. 90210!
These Super Spy Chips are already invading our personal space. These sly buggers (or bugs) are Big Brother in a tiny package. Which is why I really don’t want one put into my body, as companies like Applied Digital Systems hope to gain government contracts to do.
RFID technology operates by incorporating electromagnetic or electrostatic coupling in the radio frequency (RF) portion of the electromagnetic spectrum to pinpoint and identify an object, animal, or person. Retailers are already using RFID an alternative to the bar code.
These puppies are already in, well, puppies. Lots of veterinarians offer the service of injecting a chip in your pet, so if Rover gets lost and turned in to the pound, he’ll get scanned and you’ll get a phone call to come pick him up.
They are also in the new US passports and quite possibly your sweatshirt or hoodie. KSW-Microtec, a German company, invented washable RFID tags to be sewn into clothing, and Wal*Mart has already taken advantage. Gillette recently purchased 500 million RFID tags from Alien Technology of Morgan Hill, California. While we do have an Austrian Alien running the Golden State
( anyone remember what happened the last time we let one of those guys be in charge? ), the California Senate recently passed SB 362, a ban on forced RFID implantation for companies requiring employees to implant RFID chips in their bodies. Earlier this year, North Dakota also banned forced RFID implantation in humans. Wisconsin passed similar legislation in 2006. Colorado, Ohio, Oklahoma and Florida are also debating such legislation.
In places like Ibiza, nightclubs implant chips in the palms of VIP members so they can pad their tabs with a wave of the hand.
I don’t need to be that cool. Ever.
I’m moving to Mayberry.


