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From The Guardian:
Britain's biggest employer organisation and main trade union body have sounded the alarm over the prospect of British companies implanting staff with microchips to improve security.
UK firm BioTeq, which offers the implants to businesses and individuals, has already fitted 150 implants in the UK.
The tiny chips, implanted in the flesh between the thumb and forefinger, are similar to those for pets. They enable people to open their front door, access their office or start their car with a wave of their hand, and can also store medical data.
[...] Steven Northam, the founder and owner of Hampshire-based BioTeq, told the Guardian that most of its 150 implants have been for individuals, while some financial and engineering firms have also had the chips implanted in their staff.
BioTeq has also implanted them in employees of a bank testing the technology, and has shipped them to Spain, France, Germany, Japan and China.
We recently covered similar technology being used in Sweden but the idea of implanting a tracking chip in a human for identification is nothing new.
(Score: 2, Funny) by ShadowSystems on Wednesday November 14 2018, @12:30AM
Some National Geographic goon with a tranq dart gun hit me when I wasn't lookin'.
I woke up with one of those damned radio ear tags.
I turned my earlobe into a Moebious Strip, the tag fell off, I stuck it to the back of a passing African Swallow, & I thwarted their efforts to track me.
Someone told me TheVet was for grooming my pelt & giving me treats.
The bastard injected something between my shoulderblades.
My body expelled the intrusion, I slipped the chip into a passing taxi, & thus I thwarted their efforts to track me.
My (now Ex)Wife told me the ring was a sign of her love as she slipped it around my neck.
I heard the radio bursts, detached my head, removed the ring, & reattached my head.
The ring went on a passing hoola hoop sellers van, thus I thwarted their efforts to track me.
I refuse to wear pants, I keep my FeaturePhone clenched firmly between my buttocks, nobody ever asks to borrow my phone, & thus the GPS tracking isn't worth shit.
I win!
=-D
/wanders off to go talk with TheVoicesInMyHead some more. They assure me we're sane...