Big Tech Security Theater

Ah, the Rust evangelism strike force in their natural habitat. Above ground, we have the beautiful C language basking in the sunlight, nurturing an ecosystem that's been thriving for decades. Meanwhile, underground, the Grim Reaper himself is filming a documentary about the angry Rust crab that's convinced everyone C programmers are just one null pointer dereference away from total system collapse. After 20 years in this industry, I've seen this movie before. Some poor C dev is just trying to climb out of the pit while Rust zealots are down there with their memory safety pitchforks and ownership model torches. Sure, my code segfaults occasionally, but at least I don't have to fight the borrow checker at 3 AM while questioning my career choices.

Yes, apparently gamers need antivirus software too. Because nothing says "elite gaming rig" like paying €19.99 to protect your system from the viruses you downloaded while trying to get free Minecraft skins. The real game here is Norton convincing gamers they need special protection from "dark web monitoring" when the darkest web most encounter is Discord at 3AM. Bonus points for the physical cards that let you download digital software—perfect for when you want the environmental impact of plastic with the convenience of... having to type everything in anyway.

Ah yes, the classic "guess correctly or your computer dies" game. A simple Python script that gives you a 1/10 chance of keeping your operating system intact. Deleting system32 is like performing a digital lobotomy on Windows - technically the patient survives, but good luck remembering how to breathe. The stakes in this number guessing game are slightly higher than your average casino. At least in Vegas, they just take your money - not your ability to boot up tomorrow morning.

Windows setup: "Almost done! Just need to finish configuring your system..." Me: *breathes in relief* OneDrive: *emerges with knife* "Did someone say they wanted their precious C:\ drive contents automatically synced to the cloud whether they like it or not?" The eternal struggle between wanting to just use your computer as a computer versus Microsoft's desperate need to assimilate your files into their cloud borg collective. The knife is just there to remind you that resistance is futile.

Ah, the rare sighting of computers in their natural aquatic environment! What we're witnessing here is a classic case of hardware returning to the wild. These vintage machines aren't just taking a swim—they're phishing , the pun being the perfect blend of "fishing" and "phishing" (those malicious attempts to steal your credentials that flood your inbox daily). Those old beige boxes have finally escaped the corporate cubicles where they spent decades processing TPS reports, only to end up in this swampy retirement home. Honestly, still better working conditions than most IT departments I've seen. Nature is healing. The computers are returning to the water. Next time your IT guy says "have you tried turning it off and on again," just throw it in the nearest pond instead.

The cybersecurity industry's dirty little secret: today's "experts" were yesterday's teenage hackers. Nothing builds credibility like a criminal record! The transition from "I hacked the school website to change my grades" to "I protect enterprise systems from nation-state threats" is just *chef's kiss* career evolution. Companies pay six figures to the same people who once downloaded RAM and told their parents that the virus came from "clicking the wrong download button." The ultimate redemption arc - from being grounded for a month to being the last line of defense against ransomware. Talk about failing upward!