Mission Accomplished?

I found mybrotherJohn a nursing home. I saw him put there. It looks really, really good and he seems happy.
The rehab hospital ombudsman was still calling to tell me how my "clear and persistent input" has "helped us form a new policy." Translation, "your frequent calls and willingness to disturb my superiors has made me work out a new set of papers to paper over the incompetence, you bitch!"
I love life.
Now we must set about proving Johnmybrother is really a person and really indigent. We have been gathering evidence for some days. Copies of all his financial doings for six months, listing of his assets (none) and most importantly his social security number-THE CARD.
60 years ago John was given a small paper card-not even printed on stock paper and told to keep it so he could someday collect social security. The government has repeatedly announced that the number on the card IS NOT TO BE USED AS IDENTIFICATION.
Hogwash, hogwash, hogwash.
If I had thought of it sooner I would have had the number tatooed on my belly, not to mention tatooing the kids' numbers on their sweet baby bellies before the age on complaint. In this country you can do absolutely nothing without the number and authorities can demand the card itself.
My poor card wore out after sixty years and disappeared into little tiny shreds in the wash of daily life.
I would dearly love a little honesty. In South Africa you used to have the "book of life." In France you must have a "carte d'identite"(Can't spell or write in french unless I'm tipsy, had to sneak beer before all college exams). I'd love my fellow citizens to just admit the identity number and fix it somewhere permanently.
In this technically advanced society I envision a chip. Dogs are chipped all the time so that if they're lost a vet can read their number and return them to their owner.
I thought about sticking the chip in babies ears, but I realize someone can lose an ear and go merrily on his way.
So the only true solution is to insert an identity chip into the heart of every newborn as it's birthed within our borders. People seldom live without hearts.Well, except corporations, politicians and bankers and we can figure out something else out for them. I'm thinking lashes and lashes of money here, but maybe there are other recourses.