But let’s say he did know, and failed to stop it. Hell, for the sake of argument, let’s say he did it. Let’s say he pulled the trigger. The weird thing is, I’m not even especially angry at Phobia, or his partner in the attack. I’m mostly mad at myself. I’m mad as hell for not backing up my data. I’m sad, and shocked, and feel that I am ultimately to blame for that loss.One of the major factors in figuring out this guy's information was that he consistently used his name for email addresses. I think I might reorganize some accounts to refer back to other fictional accounts rather than things attached to my name. I have a pretty cool but unused email address I could use as a contact, and then set up some mail forwarding to get alerts from it (and also to keep it live).
But I’m also upset that this ecosystem that I’ve placed so much of my trust in has let me down so thoroughly. I’m angry that Amazon makes it so remarkably easy to allow someone into your account, which has obvious financial consequences. And then there’s Apple. I bought into the Apple account system originally to buy songs at 99 cents a pop, and over the years that same ID has evolved into a single point of entry that controls my phones, tablets, computers and data-driven life. With this AppleID, someone can make thousands of dollars of purchases in an instant, or do damage at a cost that you can’t put a price on.
I actually feel kind of dumb for sending something to a USian via Amazon recently just because Amazon's protocols seem so stupid. And then there's Apple binding everything to an Apple ID...
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Gosh Darn It That Cloud Didn't Help At All.
