It starts with a smile. Not the fake kind you give at family gatherings, but the dead-eyed, forced expression you contort into at an airport scanner. Congratulations: your face is now your boarding pass, passport, ID, and, if things keep going this way, probably your tax return too. The biometric revolution has arrived, and it’s dressed in the sleek, sterile uniform of “efficiency.”
Gone are the days when you clutched a passport like a nervous toddler grips a teddy bear. That humble little booklet, once the final shred of analog dignity in a digital world, is being replaced by something far more convenient and, coincidentally, far more dystopian. It’s called the Digital Travel Credential, and it wants your face. Not metaphorically. Literally.
