I admit it immediately, I am a person who belongs to what we call the golden age. What an understatement, because old age is not a golden cage. On the contrary, it is a leaden screed that paralyzes you physically and mentally.
That said, I don’t think I’m doing too badly. On the other hand, there are phenomena that completely poison my existence. And the one that ranks first is passwords. How did we manage to operate without passwords twenty years ago? Were we being scammed left and right? It seems to me not. Was our identity stolen? I am not sure. Was our bank account robbed? I do not believe that.
Today, on the other hand, we can no longer count fraud on one hand.
Still, these days, the smallest foray into the Internet asks us for a password. And beware if you forget it… Hey, the other day, I decided to consult the circular from the local grocer online. Great good for me, I who thought I was helping the environment by reducing the use of paper. However, a password is required before I can view anything. Isn’t it a technological error to need a pass to check the price of milk? Or is it simply the work of people or companies who want to gain importance by restricting access to those who use the mouse with dexterity? I think this is the height of ridiculousness.
There are so many passwords to remember that our memory is no longer enough. We are now creating accounts so that we can record all the sequences of numbers and letters, each more bizarre than the last. And guess what, to access it you need a password.
Small linguistic digression (and a very surprising fact given the frequency of the phenomenon): “password” does not appear in the dictionary as a heading, but it is found under the description of the word “identifier”, which seems to me much more in line with the genius of French and much less a copy of English.
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