This is a story about CISA.
About what it meant and means to someone in the trenches. Years ago, and now.
You can't imagine how lonely computer security was for me in 2009. Do you know what my job was. It was Helpdesk. Do you know what my job actually was? Removing viruses and adware under fire as our protections did nothing. I was just. Alone. As everything fell.
@SwiftOnSecurity You felt lonely because you were the only one in the company doing infosec? LOL, when I started working with computer viruses, I was the only one in the whole goddamn country. No e-mail. No Internet. Means of communication (FidoNet) didn't appear until about a year later. Nobody to talk to. *That* was lonely...
@bontchev @SwiftOnSecurity And you had to carry your bits uphill both ways!
@farbenstau @SwiftOnSecurity Totally. Once I and 5 other students had to carry a 5-megabyte mini-harddisk to the 3rd floor. We barely managed.
@bontchev @SwiftOnSecurity I hope you avoided the mistake of placing one of these near a door that opens inwards …
@farbenstau @SwiftOnSecurity They were normally kept in the basement, on concrete fundaments, because when they spin, they can start vibrating like a washing machine. I don't know why they needed one on the 3rd floor - probably to show it to some students during some lecture or exercise.
@bontchev @SwiftOnSecurity Yes, they vibrate, and when they're not properly leveled, they will "walk". Following Murphy's Law, their walk will end right in front of the only door to the room, which only opens inwards …