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Too Many Passwords to Remember? It’s Time We Switch to the Honor System
September 10, 2007

I promise not to rob you blind. Scout's honor!I am growing very tired of passwords. There are just way, way, way too many to remember. My e-mail account has a password. My bank accounts have passwords. My place of employment requires several passwords. My retirement account has a password. My blog has a password.

Passwords…PASSWORDS…PASSWORDS!

It’s enough to drive a sane man to drink Diet Pepsi.

I, for one, am tired of having to remember all of these different passwords. I’m only one man. There is only so much information I can fit into my brain. True, I could purge my brain of some seemingly irrelevant items to clear space (Did you know Jim Presley was the third baseman for the Atlanta Braves in 1990, the year before Terry Pendleton came aboard and the team started its dynasty?), but doing so would be insanity. Why should my awesome knowledge of sports and pop culture have to be erased simply to make room for some stupid passwords?

I propose we do away with passwords altogether. They are archaic. We’re all adults, right? We’re all good, honest people, right? Surely we can switch to the honor system.

I promise not to raid your checking account if you promise not to raid mine. I promise not to sign into your e-mail account and send lots of spam to people if you promise the same. Etc. Etc.

It’s as simple as that.

Frankly, I see no potential negatives to this idea.

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