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Posted 14 Feb, 2006 at 20:28 by kael in /Technical | Permanent link

In the Toronto Star today, there's an article about a couple who implanted themselves with RFID (Radio Frequency Identification) chips. This isn't exactly superbionic. Think of it as a quickpass injected in to your hand.

What is interesting is that Amal Graafstra, the male half of the couple, has written some interesting software to go with it, so that they can, for instance, just swipe their hands in front of their respective front doors to get into each other's houses, log on to each other's computers, or do just about anything else that can be done with electronics.

The chips are pretty small, about 2 millimetres by 12 millimetres according to the article. They also seem to be pretty cheap (US$2-5). The locks and other goodies that go with it go from US$30-$600.

Graafstra's also written all the software to go with the toys, and from the experience, he's written a book, RFID Toys, which reveals how anyone can do this.

Reference
"Cyborg Love", E3 Toronto Star
http://amal.net/rfid.html
http://tagged.kaos.gen.nz/
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