iPhone 3G

This wouldn’t be a real blog without something about the new iPhone 3G coming out… So here goes.

I thought Apple was gonna change the face of wireless here? Remember when Steve Jobs was a genius for insisting on no subsidies and revenue sharing?

Fast forward to the present: Our little iPhone has grown up to become just another cell phone. And not a real functional one at that. The 3G model is a giant yawn, GPS (most modern smartphones have some form of GPS), a faster data connection, and not really much else new.

Oh, and pricing? Well, as it turns out, this baby is even more expensive then the last one, despite the marketing spew.

iPhone 8GB $399.00
iPhone 3G 8GB $199.00

However, the AT&T iPhone data plan went up $10/month, and lost the previously included SMS, so you’re looking at a minimum of $240/year more, which quickly eats up that $200 price drop.

So for those of you feeling bad about your first generation iPhone, feel better.

Signatures

Signatures suck. At best, they’re a waste of time, and at their worst, they offer a false sense of security.

I’m not talking about that blurb on the bottom of an email containing a joke, quip or quote or meaningless unenforceable legal disclaimer, but a pen to paper, might-be-worth-something-if-I-get-famous John Hancock.

Cashiers don’t confirm them when using a credit card, this is easily tested — Write “Homer Simpson” on the signature line of a Visa receipt and see if anyone notices. Even the ones that make a big show of comparing your receipt to your card don’t notice, it’s robotic, and like most things in the security world, it’s theatre.

Even more useless are signatures on faxes. I regularly fill out or create documents electronically which I am supposed to print, sign, and then either fax or mail to a company. I don’t. I have a scanned copy of my signature which I can insert into a document before printing or faxing, and haven’t once been called on it — Why would I be, it looks completely legitimate to the recipient.

And that, right there, is the problem. How is the recipient supposed to verify that the signature belongs to me? If it can’t be authenticated, how does the recipient know it’s authorized? And if it’s not authorized, what good is it?

With 15 minutes to dummy up letterhead you can get ownership to all sorts of things, from domain names to packages at the post office to using someone’s credit card, or occasionally, even initiating a wire transfer.

Cheques are not verified, unless the cheque is large or otherwise suspicious an unsigned cheque will go through without any pain — Sure, you could dispute it, and probably get your money back, but a smart thief would be long gone before anyone noticed.

Now admittedly this is not a trivial problem to solve, and in fact it would probably take multiple layers depending on the value of the transaction, whether or not the parties are able to connect physically, and the likelihood of fraud.

Fast food is starting to get it right, no signature required for small purchases.

Some stores always ask for identification for credit card transactions, but rarely ask you to remove your ID from your wallet — Even Alberta’s rather impressively difficult to modify or reproduce, polycarbonate laser engraved identification cards defeated if the clerk isn’t paying attention — Just paste a new picture on top and no one will notice IF the card is only inspected through a plastic holder inside a wallet. I’ve yet to be asked to remove the card from my wallet anywhere except when applying for a passport.

Weird that we trust a signature so implicit, is it not?

To catch a predator

Last time I was down in Texas, I couldn’t sleep, so I was channel surfing and stumbled across an episode of “To catch a predator

Wow. Good premise, but the execution was… Wow. One of worst shows I’ve ever seen. I’d rather watch Reality TV. Talk about repetitive. Even if it was entirely scripted and used actions instead of quasi-reality morons, I doubt they’d have been effected by the writer’s strike.

Hansen, the host, attempts to interview each one at length about their intentions. Without initially identifying himself the host interviews the predators about their intentions, and also reads some of the marginally graphic portions of the chat.

After a few minutes of nearly identical questioning, Hansen identifies himself as a Dateline NBC correspondent and informs the visitor that the entire interview has been recorded on hidden camera as part of the Dateline NBC story. Then, Dateline crew members with large cameras and microphones that don’t actually do anything jump in to frame, and the predator is offered a chance to make a final statement before being asked to leave. Then the cops grab him and the whole thing starts over with a new predator.

And this has been on the air since 2004?