This week has been a little chaotic. First, the hackers
made good on their threat and released almost 10 gigabytes of data. The second leak
was almost twice as big!
The data dump includes e-mail addresses, account details (like
preferences/fetishes) and logins.
The caveat, of course, is that Ashley Madison did not verify e-mail addresses upon
registration, so searching simply on this criteria might get you a false positive as
anyone could use a fake account to register. And some people do things like
that to cause others’ problems.
When I was in college one of my professors antagonized a
student who filled out all these magazine subscription cards to nudie magazines
and sex toy and trashy lingerie catalogs in the professor’s name, and sent it
to his office (at a Jesuit college). The nuns running the mailroom were not pleased.
Many a husband will use that excuse too. “No, honey,
that was probably one of those clowns at the office trying to be funny. Those
silly bastards!”
What will be harder to explain is the credit card
transactions that include names, street addresses, amounts paid, and predilections…
Only those smart enough to have used anonymous prepaid cards are walking
around not sweating bullets.
Already repercussions have begun. The first American casualty
is proponent of family values and Christian conservative Josh Duggar; many others
will follow...
The coverage has taken a variety of routes: the
possibility that government and military personnel may have been compromised
and are in danger of being targets of extortion.
Others are advocating data Armageddon, if Ashley Madison
can be broken into, what of the Pentagon or {insert terrifying alternative
here}. Of course, we are all accepting the corporate minions telling us their
encryption was impenetrable. There is evidence that employees had tried to warn
management there was vulnerability in their system that was never addressed or
patched.
Then there is the camp that are shaming the shamers, “Ermahgerd,
how dare you enjoy the comeuppance of innocent philanderers?!” Surely, this
cannot be what Martin Luther meant when he addressed simul iustus et peccator!
These stories warn that marriages will break down,
divorces will happen, reputations will be lost, families will be broken, and
children will be forever affected by this. This may be true, but I wonder if
the writers realize that the people whose lives are about to be upended are
partially responsible for their possible fate.
To me, following the story and all its repercussions is
mostly research and some guilty pleasure—but it is all literary. I am fairly
sure that this will not be the thing that causes the collapse of western
civilization.
In the meantime, I look forward to the John Grisham
bestseller (both the fiction and the non-fiction versions) of the massive class
action that will come of this. Although what I really want is the Nelson
DeMille comedy-thriller about the collapse of Stepford. Perhaps Michael
Connelly doing homage to Tom Clancy and doing the military-themed thriller! I
suppose Patricia Cornwell might do a mystery about the mounting bodies of
sinners and a private investigator turned serial killer with delusions of
Biblical executioner. I have no idea how King would write it, but I imagine he
has been giggling for a month.
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