For the second time in two months, my hard drive has crashed, leaving me to restart my desktop from before. I backup regularly, so this never really affects me. Except in one area: Online IDs and Passwords.
Launching an Internet browser again after a hard reset is an endless torture for the online person. My computer is no longer “recognized,” and I must now go to every site and make it recognize me. My banking, my credit card, my electric company, my phone company, my Netflix, my Facebook; all these wonderful electrical outlets I’ve plugged myself into, and now I’m no longer recognized. WordPress even blocked me from my own site when I couldn’t remember my password correctly. I had been marked as a spammer.
A company was telling me I wasn’t a person but a robotic thing. The thing called me a thing. The thing said that it was the person, and I was the fraudulent thing trying to scam it.
I’m sorry. I sound crazy. I’ve been dealing with AppleCare all week. I just can’t help but hear Mitt Romney’s glib voice echo in my brain: “Corporations are people, my friend.”
Is the world in trouble of losing its sense of self? No! Because within five years, passwords will be a thing of the past, or so said IBM. Or rather, a person who represents the thing called IBM said. What will replace it? Spygear, of course!
Will our privacy be solved if this goes in to effect? No, it’s only a matter of time before this face-only technology code is cracked by another robot or by this guy.
Am I paranoid? Absolutely not. This is oddly not bothering me. No, just as the robots demand, I am slipping gracefully into my cumbersome future like a warm bubble bath. If I was paranoid, I would be really worried about Israel’s impending attack on Iran’s uranium supplies, which would draw America into a potential nuclear war.
The bath is warm. I ain’t even worried. I’m still in charge. I already confirmed to Hulu that I’m a human being who paid for its services, and so I’m catching up on Happy Endings tonight!