Better plan for no plan
Spring; the return of our ferry, now that the ice pack has retreated. Unlike a generation ago, when the ferry went into hibernation for several months, we now face weather delays measured in days. Take that, climate change deniers! First, a vineyard, and now the boat getting through almost all year. Puts my winter of storing food under the bed into something for that book that I should write.
We’ve been binge-watching a neat little sitcom called “The Kids Are Alright”. And, truth be told, we have had to admit that most of the jokes would go right over the heads of our own kids. They know nothing about the risk of waxed fruit placed on top of the TV set.
In the UK, the Brexit situation has finally reached the “better plan for no plan”. In a couple of weeks, the nation may face problems not encountered outside of wartime, in terms of getting things like food and medications. As their parliament quibbles, the neighbours are starting to fear for welfare. Of the nation, I mean. Kicking your economy to the curb isn’t something that most rational people even joke about. In the case of the UK, they’re running out of time.
I shouldn’t giggle, but having Facebook admit that they’ve stored hundred of millions of user passwords in plain text (an euphemism for no security at all) gets attention from cyber security experts. Given the tendency of users to believe a password should be used as a master key to online life means that a lot of people are in for a bumpy ride. Yes, Virginia, hackers do exist.
