By October 1, 2020, anyone wanting to fly domestically, or gain legal admittance to a government facility or a nuclear power plant needs to have a Real ID (or a valid U.S. passport). Your Real ID is a form of identification that meets standards set\u2014in response to 9\/11\u2014by the federal government and set in stone by Congress in 2005. Some states jumped right in and created Real ID\u2019s for their citizens. If you don\u2019t live in Missouri, this is already old news, and you\u2019ve had your Real ID for years. Not surprisingly, ultra-conservative and slow-as-molasses Missouri was among the last of the states to get on board (as I write this, the only remaining outliers are Oklahoma, Oregon and New Jersey).<\/p>\n
I hate to admit this, but I\u2019m not sure I completely disagree with Missouri\u2019s recalcitrance. The requirements for getting your Real ID can be onerous for some people and inconvenient for a lot. Those are probably not the main reasons my state legislature dragged its feet\u2014it\u2019s probably more about \u201cbig-gummint\u201d intrusion into little people\u2019s lives, and as a \u201clibrul,\u201d I\u2019m less worried about that, given the greater good that a big-thinking government can do. What troubles me about Real ID is its basis in xenophobia and the burden it places on people with the fewest resources.<\/p>\n
That being said, though, it\u2019s the law. And now that the deadline is looming\u2014the feds are done giving out multiple extensions like those it granted to Missouri several times over\u2014it is becoming an emergency for Missouri citizens to do what\u2019s needed to get the new card.<\/p>\n
So, dutiful citizen that I am, and wanting to beat the last-minute crowds that will undoubtedly show up just before the deadline, last week, I did my research, gathered my docs, and headed over to my local DMV to get compliant.<\/p>\n
The process was far from a slam-dunk. I was pretty sure I had the proper credentials\u2014but as I waited in line at the DMV, I began to wonder. I had a long time to worry, because when I arrived, I pulled number 25 from the dispenser and then heard them call number 4. Each transaction was taking about 15 minutes. I did the math. It was going to be a long day.<\/p>\n
But then, as I observed the official interactions from my chair (I was lucky to get one) three feet away, I began to see a trend: The clerk was turning away more than half of the applicants because they didn\u2019t have a complete set of the required documents. That phenomenon made the line move more quickly\u2014and I found myself guiltily cheering for more rejections\u2014but it was disconcerting, too. With so many people being turned away, it was becoming clear to me (increasingly nervous about my own documents) that the requirements were confusing or not well-explained, or just impossible for some people.<\/p>\n
I brought four items, but you might need five, if you don\u2019t have a passport:<\/p>\n
If you have a name problem, you can bring a \u201cname change\u201d document, such as a certified marriage license (in English), a certified divorce decree, certified adoption papers, or an amended birth certificate.<\/p>\n
The process was so slow that many people left before their number came up. Some took a new number as they exited, hoping to come back later and have an advantage in the sequence. That didn\u2019t seem to work. The young man sitting next to me had tried it, after waiting for 90 minutes earlier that day. But when he came back, his number\u201489\u2014had already been called, and he had to start over. He got 26 this time\u2014he would be right after me\u2014and we sat together for the next 90 minutes, chatting, secretly hoping for more people ahead of us to be rejected, and commiserating about the sad state of government administration as demonstrated by where we were at that moment.<\/p>\n
Finally, they called, “25.” I did, indeed, have the correct documentation, and my transaction took only about 10 minutes, plus a $12 fee. The beleaguered clerk, who had taken quite a bit of shit from people lacking all the required docs, was very pleasant.\u00a0 Unfortunately, I had made one major miscalculation. Real ID is good for six years, but my driver\u2019s license expires in August of this year, which means so does the Real ID that I received in the mail 10 days later. I should have waited until March (or later), when I would have been within the six-month window for renewing my license. In my quest to get ahead of the game, I got too far ahead, and now I’ll have to go through the whole thing again this summer.<\/p>\n
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