Help keep the computers on Earth clean and healthy: Protect your techno-friends from viruses and ‘sickness’.

Written by m6.net


“Aaaaaahhhhhh! I’ve been invaded by a virus!” Getting a virus means getting sick and no one in their right mind wants to be ill. Well, now that computers have become our close friends, it’s a shock to learn that foreign bodies too can invade them with malicious intent. No, your computer doesn’t get a runny nose or diarrhea. This is a sickness that stops your friend from functioning properly, sick in bed, incapacitated.

Well in Nature viruses occur from a power outside of our control. But, with computers it’s different, humans, mean or ignorant humans are creating these viruses. Why? Usually these are disgruntled people who want to wreak some havoc on others or companies that they feel have done wrong to them. In any case we have to be inrepparttar know and prepared to deal with these debilitating scourges.

There are many ways to approachrepparttar 118732 protection of your computer. First of all there’srepparttar 118733 step of awareness. Be aware of how viruses are transmitted. You can catch them from a disc but in most cases it is through your email system. Check your email carefully. Be very wary of anything that has an attachment. Check whom it’s from and look atrepparttar 118734 title ofrepparttar 118735 mail, is it something you were expecting? Even if it’s from someone you know, be careful as their computer could be infected andrepparttar 118736 virus being transmitted without their knowledge.

Next, readrepparttar 118737 cover message, you can’t catchrepparttar 118738 disease without actually openingrepparttar 118739 message. Look atrepparttar 118740 name ofrepparttar 118741 attachment; remember viruses are written to entice you. Beware of free offers and generally anything from people you don’t know, as well as messages that sound irrelevant to your contact’s usual style. Delete them straight away. Delete, delete, delete. This will ensure you of a lower risk of infection. You can even sendrepparttar 118742 message back torepparttar 118743 sender without opening it to make sure it is valid.

Short story: The Next Level of Humanity

Written by m6.net


“Hey Mac, have you ever been thinking of someone and then-bang! - The telephone rings and it’s them onrepparttar phone?”

“Pinkus, why are you always asking me stupid inane questions that have absolutely no relevance whatsoever torepparttar 118731 job at hand?”

Mac smiled and laughed loudly. It wasrepparttar 118732 kind of laugh that could boilrepparttar 118733 water in your fishbowl. He rolled back from his desk slowly in his ergonomic computer chair, and then whipped a super-quick 360-degree wheelie stopping with perfect precision, his eyes staring directly at mine with a look of pure mischievous intent.

“You know Pinkus, I often wonder if you’re actually a human at all. The planet Kleptar 12 definitely seems like a much more probable location from which your form popcorned out and graced our universe with your presence. I’m serious man, answerrepparttar 118734 question!”

Pushing back from my desk inrepparttar 118735 cubicle I tried to remember Mac’s stupid question. Had I ever been thinking of someone and thenrepparttar 118736 phone rang, that person calling onrepparttar 118737 line?

“Of course I have, it happens once in a while. Why do you ask? You got one of your deep-space theories thatrepparttar 118738 reason for this coincidence is actually a sign that humans were spawned by giant mushroom people in another galaxy, or is it a hidden conspiracy where mutants on Pluto are controlling our minds with ectoplasm injected into our chewing gum?”

Mac didn’t seem perturbed by my comments, obviously he was getting quite used to them. A very serious look covered his face; this was a rare event in itself as Mac never looked serious. Normally a smile was permanently imprinted on his mouth, a chilly reminder that maybe I wasn’t as happy as I could be in this life. His face often appeared in my dreams, sometimes whispering sacred proverbs, other times just a giant head chasing me through a tunnel that stretched for eternity. Of course I never spoke of these dreams to him, I didn’t want him to know that he had any effect on me, if he knew it’d be like letting a bee loose in a field of wildflowers. I’d never get him to shut up.

“Have you ever heard ofrepparttar 118739 concept of a collective consciousness Pinkie old boy?” he asked in an unusually intimately sounding voice.

“Yeah of course I have. I’m a computer programmer like you man; it’s calledrepparttar 118740 Internet. Everyone with access to it has a means to obtaining as much knowledge as they like from anyone and anywhere inrepparttar 118741 world. What, do you think I’m a complete moron or something?”

Mac’s eyes lit up, they gaverepparttar 118742 impression a tiger was about to pounce on a helpless antelope. In this particular case Pinkus Brewster wasrepparttar 118743 antelope. It was at this momentrepparttar 118744 Beatles’s famous song lyric “I am a walrus.” popped into my head. I really could have handled being a walrus at that moment. It would have made it a slightly bit more comfortable.

“Collective consciousness is a concept I didn’t create Pinkus me lad. It’srepparttar 118745 idea that a species can obtain knowledge mentally from others inrepparttar 118746 species without even searching for it. Have you ever heardrepparttar 118747 story ofrepparttar 118748 bird that back in 1927 in England that was documented to have figured out how to riprepparttar 118749 lid off a milk bottle and then eatrepparttar 118750 cream on top?”

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