Friday on My Mind – Technology And Our Private Lives

technology-privacy
“Hacker’ image by www.pixabay.com

“Och*, technology – it’s the Deil’s work,” my Scottish Dad said in 1964, when I bought one of the early transistor radios.

Dad died in 1991, so he missed the Internet (and Windows 98, the best version). He also missed WIFI, smart phones, internet banking, Facebook, Twitter, Skype, Bluetooth, video and music streaming and that nemesis of 21st century parents −  Facetime. I’m not sure what he’d make of hackers, spammers, viruses, malware, or dealing with glitch-prone software and untimely computer crashes.

As we all should know privacy risks for internet and mobile phone users include data harvesting, web tracking and government spying. Many internet security companies are now advocating the use of a virtual private network (VPN) which encrypts your data and hides your internet address. And, as this article reveals, the Internet of Things poses new cyber threats, as security is often lax or absent in domestic items like smart TVs, fridges and microwaves and other connected devices.

This week I conducted an IT security review after a sudden flood of spam emails jammed up one of our addresses (not this one). She Who Goes By Various Acronyms was extremely pinged off with the 200 dodgy emails that came several nights in succession. They were dressed up to look like emails we’d sent but had been ‘rejected by sender’.

I can’t say our Internet Service Provider (iinet) was overly helpful. They insisted that the email address had not been hacked or compromised. The support team advised me to change my password (duh) and later referred me to a service where you can report ‘new’ spam. That didn’t really help much, so I spent a good few hours doing my own troubleshooting.

As part of a usor emptor security review, I reset my WIFI router to its default settings, and then re-installed it with a complex admin password and a new WIFI password. Tedious, yes, and the tediousness extended to relaying the new WIFI password to every device that shares the same router. As a result, we slowed the spam to a trickle and now it has stopped altogether. (Yay, techy Bob-Ed)

In the early days of starting a WordPress website, my weekly posts were inundated by what is known in blogger world as ‘comment spam’ – most of it from Russia. We slowed the onslaught by installing an effective anti-spam plugin (Akismet) and stopped it by limiting post comments to 14 days.

I began to wonder about spam; who distributes it and why. Do they want to sell you stuff or are they just creating mischief? What they want more than anything is for you to click on the inevitable malware-ridden attachments. Do so at your peril.

I discovered that a sudden flood of spam can (a) bury messages you did need to find and (b) sometimes they are phishing emails. These are emails that purport to be from one of your legitimate service providers. You can usually detect them by the stilted use of English and also by the fake email address

Later, I forwarded the bogus email to iinet support and complained. Since then, I have had other attempts by swindlers to milk credit card details by forging emails. It is beyond me why a large ISP (iinet, now owned by TPG), can’t put a stop to this. I’m told scams like this are commonplace, no matter which ISP you use.

There’s a lot of it about. As you may have read recently, cyber crooks impudently set up a facsimile of the MyGov website, which holds an enormous database of tax, medical and social security detail.

Many of my Facebook friends are currently complaining about nuisance calls, phishing emails, spam or hacking of their ‘Messenger’ app. These scams are becoming so prevalent it behoves us all to put another layer of security in place. Many banks and institutions (including MyGov), use a ‘dongle’ or some form of two-step verification (a time-sensitive pin sent to your mobile).

There is a certain amount of sales-driven hysteria promulgated about the ability of ‘Russian hackers’ to covertly take control of your computer and start delving into your private details. Some swear by online password managers, but I favour an in-house, two-step method. It is tedious but safe, provided you don’t fall into the trap of allowing your web browser to save logins and passwords. Surely you don’t do that?

The anti-virus programme I uninstalled this week was quite good at doing what it is supposed to do, but it kept alerting me to potential threats and PC performance issues. Solving these supposed threats and issues meant upgrading to one or more ‘premium’ programmes.

Hassles aside, when technology works, it can be a joy to all. Last week I compiled a short video to send to my Auntie in the UK who was turning 100. My sister and her daughter sent me a video on Messenger as did my nephew. We recorded our own video greeting on the veranda at home, complete with kookaburras in the background. I called my other sister in New Zealand and recorded her audio message and then edited the clips into a 10-minute video and slideshow. I then uploaded it to YouTube with a privacy setting. My cousin in the UK said it came up great when cast to the big screen TV.

That milestone occasion got me musing about my teenage years (Auntie outlived her sister (my Mum) by 52 years. Technology sure has changed from those days as a rugby-mad teenager in New Zealand. I bought the transistor radio for one purpose; I’d set the alarm (a clock with two bells on top), and get up in the middle of the night to listen to (e.g.) the All Blacks play England at Twickenham.

Dad (left) had no interest in sport, but as a volunteer member of the St John’s Ambulance, he spent many a cold Saturday afternoon on the rugby sidelines, first-aid kit at the ready.

He’d have probably credited the ‘Deil’ with this 2019 example of electronic surveillance of professional athletes. When professional rugby players run out onto the field, a small digital gadget is tucked into a padded pouch on the back of their jumpers. The GPS tracker relays performance information to the coaching team (and, apparently, to rugby commentators). From this wafer-thin tracker they can upload data and analyse the player’s on-field movements. This is how Storm winger Josh Addo-Carr was proclaimed the fastest man in the NRL. He set a top speed of 38.5 kmh chasing a scrum kick down the left touchline in the round five match against the North Queensland Cowboys in April. He’d still get run down by a panther or a tiger, but it’s pretty darned fast.

While the top 10 stats look thoroughly impressive, I doubt the general public will get to hear about the half-fit players slacking off in the 63rd minute.

Fair go, as we say in Australia, as if it isn’t intrusive enough going into the dressing sheds and interviewing sweaty blokes in their underwear.

*general interjection of confirmation, affirmation, and often disapproval (Scots)

 

You’re blog go viral easy

Spam signEvery so often I go to this WordPress website and read flattering messages from people who say they can give me a virus. That is to say, they think my blog could go viral easy, excoriating the worldwide web with my witticisms (I added that bit).
“Your very good,” (sic) reads one. “You can get monetize easy for small investment.”
“Very admiring of your postings which go viral easy with good back links,” says another.
“Viagra, Viagra,” said one message, which somehow reminded me of that obscure Canadian movie about a girl with Tourette’s and her petty thief boyfriend going to see one of the wonders of the world.
I usually delete such messages as the email address is often not recognisably kosher and if you follow the links (independently) it leads to some e-consultant who promises to lift your voice above the clamour. I have done research on SEO, tags, back links and so on. I do the basics then go to see if the postie’s been.

Ninety percent of the real feedback comes direct to my email inbox from people on the list to which this weekly rant is sent. Some have their heads around the possibilities of commenting online and do so. The protocol is you are supposed to reply and perhaps a debate will ensue. When first starting I made it possible to comment on every online column, but this attracted a vast volume of spam. Correspondence is now restricted to the last two columns, but even so, the spam has to be winnowed out from the real insights.

Chariot before the steed, ahem

Most people start writing a blog then ask people to subscribe. I already had a list, so I emailed FOMM to them and put it on the website as an afterthought. The email list has grown exponentially through friends of friends, so I feel a sense of validation when someone completely unknown to me subscribes online (and stays subscribed).
I should be flattered they found FOMM inside the vast galaxy of facts, factoids, opinion, porn, trivia and Content we still call The Worldwide Web.
So here’s a few insights from the people who write directly to me – on average 20 emails a week and not always from the same people. Let’s continue the practise of inventing nicknames to sort of preserve their privacy. If you think you recognise people, you sort of probably do.

All the little birdies go…

“You need to get on Twitter,” Mrs Kissinger wrote quite some time ago. “It’s where all the intelligent thinkers are.” The column is posted on twitter every week but that’s about the sum of my twittering, although lately I have taken to retweeting (relaying something you find interesting to friends on Twitter, Facebook etc).
My music specialist, who shall go by Franky’s Dad, maintains a music trivia website where he uses contacts all over the world to get to the bottom of such arcane material as Chubby Checker’s little-known dope smoking song, “Stoned in the bathroom”. FD already told me he didn’t follow that genre, but went to the trouble of finding someone who does.
He said last week’s column about Allegri’s Miserere sent him searching for the CD and, while he was at it, looking for other sacred music pieces (including Stabat Mater), which he’d often listen to after a hard day in the classroom. I relayed this to our choir director Kim (his real name), who is always looking for a musical challenge.
Kim is almost always first to respond on Fridays. He and Big Hand (who frequently gives me the big blue thumbs up on FB), reply within minutes, it seems, using a few choice words: “Awesome. Funny. Spot on. Good one, Bob, or “You need to get out more.”

Carpe noctem

Apropos of last week’s missive, I had no idea how many people actually studied (and enjoyed) Latin at school. Auntie Dee reckons the medical world is full of it (Latin) and it is also a useful language to learn if you plan to study the sciences, said Barbs, who tried to encourage her son by incorporating mottos like nils desperandum into everyday conversation.
Mr X reminded me about mens rea which in a criminal case means the prosecutor has to prove an intent to commit the crime, rather than whatever you did being an accident. Fiddler on the Roof, who communicates rarely, had only this to say: Si hoc legere scis nimium erudittionis habes! (Google translate: “If you can read this you are erudite.”)

Longreads anonymous

If erudition is your thing, there are places on the worldwide web where you can find lengthy intellectual essays. I find it a little disconcerting that some of the keenest FOMM readers prefer essays that run to 6,000 or 7,000 words. The well-read Consiliumque Oppido subscribes to longreads and thebigroundtable, both of which welcome well-researched articles of that length.
The international standard word-count for a well-known newspaper columnist is around 700 words. Good writers can do a lot with that, but they can’t go off on a tangent and come back again, as I sometimes do within 1,200 words.
Long reads are something to which we writers should aspire; they win awards, get republished and some even pay money.
It is not the finding of the article that counts, though, rather the time it takes to read and digest a 6,000-word essay. There is a reason why the most effective Facebook post is 40 characters.
Finding quality reads online is a laborious process, so make sure once you have found a reliable essayist like Gwynne Dyer, bookmark the website.
Or, as Big Hand and Franky’s Dad do, enlist the help of Instapaper or Pocket to save interesting things to read later on your Iphone, Ipad or Kindle device.
Large commercial websites like The Monocle, The New Yorker, Longreads, Slate.com, The Monthly, The Huffington Post (which has this week launched an Australian edition), are easy to find. They have marketing budgets and IT people who know how to go viral easy.

Bloggers – an exciting new franchise

The blogosphere is harder to penetrate as there is no high street shop with a neon sign saying Bloggers. Many people start a blog then do not persevere for a variety of reasons, so the link is out of date or 404. Or the blog had a shelf-life (Notes from our 2008 Tour) and is now just an archive.
The Australian Writers Centre in Sydney has invited blog submissions for the past few years so their judges could decide who is “best in show”. The regular winners of the AWC competition are usually travel, cooking, health and well-being or raising children blogs. There are some interesting news/comment blogs nonetheless, including News with Nipples. Koori Woman and The Flying PhD.
The AWC is not running the competition this year, but is promising a new blogosphere initiative. They should definitely think about encouraging young writers.
Essays by the winners of the Whitlam Institute’s What Matters competition, open to senior high school students, are well worth a look. The 2014 winner wrote about rape in a most compellingly personal, but allegorical way. The runner-up’s iconoclastic take on heroes and villains was quite original. If we have thinkers like this coming into adulthood in Australia, there’s hope for us yet.