the devil comes clean

pvp, or player vs. player, had an interesting sub-plot storyline starting here and ending with the punchline above where the security angle was revealed. it doesn't take supernatural or otherworldly powers to know your deepest, darkest, innermost secrets when you blab them through an unsecured email system.

security has gone to the dogs

found on security curve, though apparently it was originally from i has a hot dog

yeah dogs can be good security, sometimes, but other times not so much.

don't want no short short passwords

via epic losers

this would probably work with biometrics too.

call screening is good for something afterall

failblog never disappoints

really, this is a natural lolthreat if ever i saw one.

making a withdrawl doesn't seem to be in the cards

from hacked in real life

so, um, yeah, how do you feel about ATM's built on windows now? eeek!

security fail number eleventy bajillion

found on failblog.org

when even this guy can slip through you KNOW you're doing something wrong.

waiting for rationality

found on boingboing

alas, airport security theatre is tragic-comedy, sometimes known as theatre of the absurd. but apparently this merchandise it real! i so want one. better put it on my list.

who ya gonna call?

i actually don't know where this originally appeared.

w is for wow, which is all i can say

from schneier's blog

The Gashlycrumb Terrors, by Laura

A is for anthrax, so deadly and white.
B is for burglars who break in at night.
C is for cars that, with minds of their own,
accelerate suddenly in a school zone.
D is for dynamite lit with a fuse.
E is for everything we have to lose.
F is for foreigners, different and strange.
G is for gangs and the crimes they arrange.
H is for hand lotion, more than three ounces;
pray some brave agent sees it and pounces.
I is for ingenious criminal plans.
J is for jury-rigged pipe-bombs in vans.
K is for kids who would recklessly play
in playgrounds and parks with their friends every day.
L is for lead in our toys and our food.
M is for Mom’s cavalier attitude.
N is for neighbors — you never can tell:
is that a book club or terrorist cell?
O is for ostrich, with head in the sand.
P is for plots to blow up Disneyland.
Q is for those who would question authorities.
R is for radical sects and minorities.
S is for Satanists, who have been seen
giving kids razor blades on Halloween.
T is for terrorists, by definition.
U is for uncensored acts of sedition.
V is for vigilance, our leaders’ tool,
keeping us safe, both at home and at school.
W is for warnings with colors and levels.
X is for x-raying bags at all revels.
Y is for *you*, my dear daughter or son
Z is for Zero! No tolerance! None!

i don't know who laura is, but this bit of alphabetic poetry is brilliant. do i even a label for security poetry? guess i'll need to add one.

just can't say no

gotta love dilbert, but not his PHB (pointy haired boss), obviously. people really do have some strange ways of adapting, though.