…and so need the government to tell me what my name, sex, address, marital status, and identification marks are on a little plastic card (UID card)…Not only that, I also need them to tell me what my fingerprints and I look like on the same little card…Look at it this way, I am 37 years old and if I don’t know who I am by now, I obviously don’t care and therefore I’m better off not knowing…And anyway, why would I want the government to tell me all about myself? My parents already did that when I was young and I trust them more than a faceless bureaucrat sitting in a stinky office …Yes, I really don’t trust those government types…Years ago, when the EC first introduced voter cards, I was told that I was older than my mother and my name was Shivaji and not Sraboney…This confused me so much that I’m still in therapy for it…
“Just think of the advantages,” says Dr. Manmohan Singh, “if some idiot at a party asks you who you are, all you have to do is flash your UID card…You wouldn’t have to waste your breath introducing yourself…And if the information is wrong, well, all the better for you…”
Since I don’t live in a police state (as yet), I think I have the right to retain control of the information that goes on the UID card…Name, DOB, address are all OK but why would I want strangers to know my credit rating and body measurements? I don’t want an asinine telemarketer calling me up and saying, “Hey, we got your details from your UID and we have the right underwear to fit your body type…”
Dr. Manmohan Singh and Mr. Nandan Nilekani, please tell me why you need to know where I eat and and shop? If I shop at Shopper’s Stop, will that make me a terrorist or a fraud? What are your motives really?