Your Face Is Your Ticket: A Creepy Convenience
Facial-recognition express lanes come to airports, stadiums and trade shows
BARCELONA—I’ve been using my face to open doors for me.
On Monday, I walked into a conference center and, instead of flashing a badge with my name and photo, I positioned myself in front of a head-height camera the size of my fist. Seconds later, the screen read: “PLEASE ENTER.”
