So Many Words, So Many Days

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Shit!

My damn computer was hit by the BLASTER. WORM. There I was, minding my own business when BLAMMO. Silly me, I thought that I could cruise around the Internet with one software viral blocking product, which I will not say its name because this time it was just outsmarted by the sophistication of the virus and the stupidity of its user. What chance did it have.



Well, I was surfing looking for pics to put on my blog, no you pigs out there, not porn - this time - and I reached a site that caused my computer to go haywire. The warning windows popped up, as usual and the software launched an unknown malware software detection application. Hey, I’ve NEVER seen or installed you before. Which means in translation, I didn’t run it. It started scanning and was pulling up all of this Malware shit, and viruses, that I knew was bullshit.



I sweep my system with an updated viral detection program constantly. Some eight or nine viruses being in my system right now was unreal. Then I remembered that I read where some of these viral companies, to get clients, employ a Trojan Horse. That is any program that you run for one reason, but it’s task is another. This fucking program was one of these. Firstly it inserts the virus, or viruses into your computer, then scans your computer, finding the virus or viruses - I doubt if they really scan for shit - and then tell you that if you use their product you can remove this threat from your system.



The catch. You have to pay them before they remove the viruses. Unscrupulous no? If you decide not to use their fucking product, it releases a worm that blasts right through your operating system. First it attacks your virus detection software, disabling it, then it takes out your cursor, so that you can’t navigate to any windows systems to mount a counterattack. Then lastly it deposits the worm.



Then when I tried to slither back into the operating system in safe mode, it stopped that shit. I was quickly locked out. But I still had access to my D drive. Upon it was the weapon of last resort. I had long ago moved my data files over to my G, external drive. So everything on my C drive was replaceable, except for my bootlegged programs that I didn’t buy but went through other friends of mine to attain.



I then told the D drive to replace my old operating system configuration with it’s factory setting one. Armageddon landed on my C drive, obliterating the virus as well as all my programs. I was never so pissed. Made me as mad as some struck up bees. I sat there for about an hour watching my programs go down the drain by some unscrupulous company looking to make a dishonest buck.



Now I have a baby version of my beefed up system and it pisses me off that I can’t simply recover all the way. The next time I get a computer, I’m going to put more then a mirror of the operating system on the external drive, put  all of the little programs and utilities on there too, so I can bring my system back to the comfortable setting that I had had before the little bitches forced me to nuke my one computer.



Well, that’s just the society that we live in isn’t it.

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