I can't even with this.
If the future includes walking around with an implant in my thigh (for what, exactly?) and all this crap strapped on me like I'm on house arrest in 1995, FORGET IT.
So you might as well just give up and let them put the Mark of the Beast under your flesh as prophesied by Revelation and every Obama-hating tin foil hattist on the Internet. At least with a government-connected RFID chip, you won't have to worry about forgetting it at home.