Could I just keep me to myself, please?

Continuing the theme from 26 April, I've come to the conclusion that I'm either a complete Luddite or a paranoid, scifi obsessed freak. Since I'm tethered to my computer and mp3 player, it must be the latter. Philip K Dick, why did you ever have to come into my life?

Apparently, biometric ID is the way of the future. So passports, driver's licences and credit cards will be replaced with a picture of your eyes, which can be scanned anywhere, any time. This is only slightly more palatable than another futuristic novel's scenario, in which people had chips implanted into their wrists with all the appropriate information.

I'm not a criminal. I've never done anything that I'd feel the need to hide from any government (that I know of). I'd just like them to have to ask first before they access my personal details, rather than be able to see it by looking into my eyes. I suppose that even now, privacy is an illusion, but at least the illusion (comforting if nothing else) is there.