According to ZoneAlarm, not always the most ethically irreproachable vendor, every 10 seconds someone is hit by ransomware. He must be getting really fed up with it.
Even the fake conference crowd are trying to drag me back into testing (again). Yes, ‘Making sense of comparative anti-malware testing’ sounds like a perfect fit for the World Gene Convention. Not. I’d have been more impressed if they’d picked up on my long-gone and rather peripheral connection with the Human Genome Project.
At least the repeated invitations to a dodgy forensics conference have some theoretical relevance to what I do now.
F minus for effort. F double minus for ‘would you please respond to our earlier spam?’
Apparently NHS England’s work on commissioning support services and marketing development – not to be confused with privatization, apparently – is being led by one Bob Ricketts.
Sometimes I feel like I’m living in a Dickens novel.
*Yes, I know that calcium deficiency isn’t the most common cause of rickets. ‘Depriving the NHS of vitamin D’ just didn’t seem to cut it as a title.
Another thought via WordPress…
Writing is the only profession where no one considers you ridiculous if you earn no money. (Jules Renard)
For someone with a legitimate claim to describe himself as a professional author, I have to admit to a lot of writing that has made me no money at all. Even worse, if I took into account all the hours I’ve put into writing security books and the money I’ve made back from them, my hourly rate is probably a fraction of a cent. But I’m not going to attempt the math: I’m not looking for ways to depress myself.