Showing posts with label NSA. Show all posts
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Tuesday, July 16, 2013

Biometric


So the Irish passport is going biometric, whatever that means. When I first heard it I had visions of my upcoming passport renewal involving a personal visit to some wired up room in the Passport Office, where I would be given a lie detector test and the retina of my eyes would be scanned into heavily enrcrypted digital coding.

When the time came, however, it appeared to be just more of the same. Fill in the form, get 4 photos and have two of them endorsed at the local Garda station, make sure to send in the current expiring passport, and of course pay up. Nothing new here, or so it appeared.


Then came the phone call from the Passport Office. "Oh, am I in trouble?" says I, with visions of Edward Snowden and Bradley Manning alternating with all the derogatory names I had called Obama over the last few years.

"Yes, but nothing serious" came the reply, from a very civilised and friendly young lady. "There is glare on your glasses in the photo and we can't do the biometrics."

Fortunately she said I could just send in two more, unendorsed, photos without the glare and all would be well. I thanked her and headed for the nearest chemist.

Their effort was not a success, and the glare from the flash persisted. Normally you could turn your head a little sideways to deflect the flash, but not anymore. Now they had to see the whites of your eyes head on. And, no, I could not take my glasses off.


I eventually ended up in a One Hour processing unit and this guy knew what he was at.

"Take your glasses off, and put them back on, but keep the sides well above the level of your ears." And, indeed, it was that little tilt that squared the circle.

Now the nice lady will look deep into my eyes and see my soul.

And process my application.

As I sent in the extra photos, I wondered if I could get a job training those people in chemists who take passport photos for the new biometric age, using the tip I picked up in the One Hour place.

Might just be a gap in the market there.


Update

The passport arrived in the post, and I went looking to see what was biometric about it.

The first thing that had struck me when I saw pictures, such as the one at the top of this post, of the front cover, was to wonder if that little thing at the bottom was a chip of some sort. I still don't know the answer.


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Some personal details redacted

Otherwise the passport looked just like the previous one.

Then I noticed a certain roughness at the centre of the page illustrated above, and the same roughness in the corresponding position on the underside of the page. There was nothing to be seen though.

Intrigued I held the page up to the light and what did I see?

Me, as illustrated below (pinhole version)


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I sincerely hope that everyone who has renewed their passport since the onset of this biometrics thing finds the same.

I'd hate to think the NSA were sticking pins in my effigy.

Now I come to think of it. I have been feeling a bit off these last few days.

Ah well.

Sunday, June 09, 2013

Guns for Hire


What with the NSA spying on my every online move and the guards turning out in force for Ruairí Ó Brádaigh's funeral, I couldn't resist clandestinely shooting these army guys when I caught them hanging around the Permanent TSB premises in the middle of Wexford Town.


And then, in they went. I wondered were they going to take out some banker fellow who had barricaded himself inside and refused to come out and face the post-Celtic-Tiger music. Or were they really robbers dressed up as army. Hardly a film as there was no camera or crew.


Then I saw the cash van belonging to that famous security firm which could not do the needful either in UK prisons or at the London Olympics. For a split second I wondered if the army were moving in on the G4 guys but that ecstatic thought didn't last long, and I figured they were just helping out.

I do hope they were charging the going rate.