Sunday, December 1, 2013

The Talking Trojan Horse



Here’s a little story that I hope will serve as a warning to others. I received a call from the “Windows Department”. The caller ID said “India”. He asked by name for my wife, and told me that my computer must be infected with a virus because their servers were showing that I was downloading a bunch of files from Sweden. As is my wont, I put the call on speaker so my kids could listen in for entertainment purposes. I asked him to restate the company he was with. He repeated that he was with the “Windows Department”. I told him that wasn’t a company, and I had a Linux machine, anyhow. (Part of my strategy is to keep them on the line as long as possible to cost them as much money as I can, and then make them hang up on me.) I told him that I thought he was lying and asked him where he was calling from. He told me “Florida”. I then asked him what the time was right now. He said, “it’s right now”. I persisted and asked him if he had a watch, or clock on his screen. After he deflected my question for exactly the amount of time it would take to google up “current time in Florida”, he then provided me with the correct Eastern Time. I told him I still thought he was lying, and he said that he could provide me with a U.S. dial-in number. I replied that many companies, such as Dell, have used U.S. 800 numbers that redirect to “you guys down in India”, to which I received the waited-for *click* when he hung up.
Personal information can be sold and re-sold all over the planet, so it’s not too surprising that they have names and telephone numbers. The disturbing thing is that I recently had one of my financial institutions cancel my debit card and send out new cards and PINs because there was a breach in security of one of the vendors I use to make auto payments from that card. I am hoping that it’s just a coincidence.
Then a few days later I get another call from, I assume, the same “Windows Department”. This time, I wanted to find out just what they were up to, so I played dumb. I know, not much of a stretch. He directed me to the system logs on the computer. I have a Windows 7 machine, so it has what he was looking for: a Custom Views log under the Event Viewer. Windows 7 apparently comes with a default view called Administrative Events. It appears that this one is specifically designed to filter and display warnings and errors from one or more of the other system logs. So all it has is errors and warnings. He said that this was proof that something was wrong with my computer. He then told me to right click on one of them and delete it. There is no delete option on that filter. Because it’s a filter. But he made a huge deal out of it, saying that the virus really had gotten control of my computer. The whole first half of this call was dedicated to convincing me that my computer really has a virus.
The next step was to click on the start button and type into the Run box a website. I stalled him while I looked it up. “It hasn’t come up yet. Still waiting. Nothing is happening.” Meanwhile, I was doing a whois on the domain name. It is registered in Panama and had been around for a while. I googled the domain itself, and saw that it is software that is designed to give remote control to another user, ostensibly for tech support – like logmein or VNC. Now I know what they are up to, and I don’t really want to talk to them anymore, so I go into make-em-hang-up-on-me mode. I asked where he was calling from. He told me Brooklyn, NY. I asked him what time it was, and got a nearly identical response as the first call. Twenty seconds of stalling, then the correct time. I asked him what his name was, and he said “John Thomas”. Now, if you have watched as many BBC America programmes as I have, you will know this is a slang term, and what it means. I got irritated with him and said something to the effect: “Okay, ‘John’ Nahasapeemapetilon ‘Thomas’, you are surely getting paid for sitting and making these phone calls, and you certainly know what you are doing to people, how is it that you can go home and sleep at night?” He hung up on me. I know, it was already night in India. My mistake.
The moral of the story is, don’t trust anyone over the phone from the “Windows department”. Don’t give out information, passwords, pets names, the model number of your printer, or your favorite ice cream flavor. Don’t click on any link in an email. Not one. Never. Not from trusted friends, or from members of the Danish monarchy. Be suspicious of everything that sounds fishy or plausible.
I have since looked it up, and there are many people being called by these virtual thieves. Many people have fallen for it. They actually opened up the gates and dragged in the giant horse. Me, I went to ic3.gov and filed a complaint. But I don’t expect they can do much about it. One would hope that the United States would have a decent relationship with India, and that we could work with their local law enforcement to trace the phone number back to the call center and shut them down. Or better yet, it would really be satisfying if they somehow called someone with the know-how to use the remote control software to infect their network and disable it. A little something they know about in India: Karma.

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

The Apathetic Dimwit

From time to time I have people tell me that they like my ideas and that I should go into politics. Even if I felt that those people formed enough of a majority to get me elected, I still balk at the idea. I look at the results of current and previous legislators and wonder why no one did anything to stop the massive spending and debt our federal government continues to commit and accumulate. Certainly there were those who entered upon their careers with the intent to put a stop to it. Certainly there were those who were hell-bent to do what was right.

What happened then?

I wonder. Is it like one of those movies where a hapless outsider becomes involved with a Mafia family and is now "in" and cannot get out? Are there payoffs and quids pro quo that, once accepted, there is no turning back? Are there blackmails, menacing and death threats to stifle even the most stalwart of crusaders?

There must be. There just has to be. How else can it be explained that newly elected representatives head off to DC to put a stop to the train wreck everyone knows is coming, but then the same old "full steam ahead" legislation comes off the assembly line?

This does not bode well for the USA. Either our government is controlled by nefarious powers that, for whatever reasons, seem to be running us off the fiscal cliff on purpose. Or, the majority of the people we are electing are too dimwitted to see disaster staring them in the face. What a choice. How would you choose? Mafia or dimwits? Either choice is daunting. Or what if it's both?

I am afraid that if I ran and was elected that the death threats on my family would be too much to bear and I would resign. Alternatively, I am afraid that after half a term I would realize that I am as dimwitted as the person in the next seat over. I'd resign then, too.

Maybe its my age. It's not that I have surrendered to apathy yet, but I tire of watching the conflict and getting the feeling that none of it matters. There is no stopping it now. So as a passenger on this train to collapse, I guess all I can do is buckle in and prepare. Currency will probably mean very little after another "Black Monday", or whatever it will be called. Virtual numbers on your bank's website will probably evaporate or be confiscated à la Cyprus. (And for those of you who do not know what inflation is, look it up. Your money is being confiscated right now by devaluing it with "Quantitative Easing".) Barter will be the way to go. What do you have that you can trade? Better stock up. And you should also consider that there will be those who will want to take your stored up goods. Better stock up on some sort of home defense. A "war is not the answer" sign in your yard won't cut it.

Sigh. Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe we wont hit $17 trillion in debt. Maybe those dimwits we sent to congress will turn it around and save the country. Pfft.. Right. What was it that Mike Myers' Wayne Campbell used to say about monkeys flying out of some rear orifice?