Apr/17
Human brain developed for hundreds of thousands of centuries sustaining the sense of risk that advice ed us to stay alive running from predators and hiding from risks. On one side, this million-year experience makes our sense of risk a pretty perfect one, since it assistance ed us to survive during hundreds of thousands of centuries of mutation, but then again, the term risk sounds a little bit exaggerated especially when quoted by Internet safety specialist s of today.
The latest news from Great Britain’s major retail bankers says, that if your online banking account has been wiped out and you didn’t use any Internet computer security software equipped with antivirus and antispyware as an example компютри втора употребаNorton 360, you solely bear the responsibility for the losing of money and they won’t compensate you a penny. Banks even embedded a clause in the newly updated Banking Code, that says they are not responsible for any losing of money whether your PC doesn’t have antispyware software with the updated self-replicating malware definition installed. Sounds marvelous, doesn’t it?
According to recent Internet computer safety and online identity fraud research, the British Police are being informed about a new crime on the Internet event every 10 seconds. This accounted for over GBP 300 millions financial loss for private and business bank customers in the Britain in 2007. However, many online safeness tipster s claim that vast majority of cybercrime s are never reported because they haven’t been detected or were of a lesser severity.
They don’t risk their lives to get money, they don’t shoot at anyone any more, they don’t even do any physical harm to their victims. Today’s crime exercised online, the cybercrime, uses computer safety holes and hazards in software and equipment to sneak money from peoples’ pockets sitting right in the front of their computers. No need to shoot, nor to threat anybody. Just a few smart code snippets smuggled into the victim’s PC via email or a booby-trapped website and you are done. Simple as that.
It seems that offenders developed in a very similar way our sense of risk did, from regular robbers with arms running around and killing people, to somehow less violent, yet very dangerous individuals whose targets are now online banking accounts and PCs of millions of users global.
As Marcus Ranum, CSO of Tenable Online network work Security and author of The Myth of Homeland Security, explains, Internet crime brings you a criminal with a means of automation and the advantage of being anonymous, needs very little in word s of information technology knowledge or equipment, and can cross worldwide borders quickly, making it easier to hide and more effortful to be prosecuted.
Having that said, you, the Net user, are only liable for your doings online. And whether you get your online banking password intercepted and money robbed by intruders, chances are no one except you will pay for this. So, whether your computer isn’t properly protected you may be running a risk of getting hacked and your identity becomes an easy target for those knowing how to steal it. To make sure this won’t happen, get yourself a copy of a free antispyware software that are available to fetch from various vendors today. Enjoy your online!
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Oct/18

158 pages
Said better than I could, by a resident Chicagoan on amazon.com:
“Alex Kotlowicz mostly succeeds with this slice-of-life look at Chicago’s grittier side. He begins by interviewing Ed Sadlowski, former steelworker and union official living on the southeast side where most of the mills have shuttered. Equally interesting was the view from Edna’s restaurant in the west side ghetto where there are few businesses other than liquor stores. We also hear from an artist that paints murals for residents in public housing, a neighborhood of recent immigrants from many lands, a gadfly that fights corruption in the border suburb of Cicero (former headquarters of Al Capone), and several others. In many ways the author captures the city’s feel, and allows readers to see how Chicago has evolved into a mostly post-industrial city, yet one where poverty and fear of minorities and violence remain touchstones for some.
Oddly the author, who moved here 20 years ago from New York City, alternates praise with suggestions that the most successful see Chicago as unlovely and leave. In reality, most stay put in middle-class neighborhoods (or suburbs), acknowledging the city’s problems, but prideful of our vibrant economy, superb lakefront, museums, parks, skyline, and universities - Chicago leads the USA in Nobel Prize winners. Despite small flaws, this is a revealing, concise, readable book.”
In my opinion, the book sets out to write the reality of this town, and does a very good job of depicting a certain reality, but neglects others. I love all of his books, because Kotlowitz stays near to the ground, and embeds himself in local middle-class, or low class culture, without presumption, judgment, expectations, and I dare say, motives. He is a curious soul, that is all. However, the reality of the poor is not the only reality of a city, and as beautifully as he depicts it, and as wonderful as the characters he knows are for exemplifying Chicago attributes, I found myself asking, “What about the middle class, the rich, the Gold Coast, the Magnificent Mile?” Am I wrong in thinking that this would have added to a book on the reality of Chicago? Is his point that their experiences are not so “real” after all?
Finally, it was rather short, for taking on such a heady subject. I believe he wrote it to memorialize certain people and characters he knew, much like the painter Gulian he describes in the latter part of the book. Gulian paints these people, Kotlowitz writes about them. Or for them. But, I think to truly flesh out this subject, the book needs more.
A nice, short read. Especially if you like the city, urban class, or labor issues.
Oct/16
Don’t Let’s Go to the Dogs Tonight
Alexandra Fuller
2001
301 pages
Don’t Let’s Go to the Dogs Tonight is Alexandra Fuller’s memoir of her African childhood. It is both a brutally frank and loving reflection on a harsh upbringing in Rhodesia/Zimbabwe, Zambia and Malawi. Fuller’s parents are farmers, descended from a family of white Englishmen who have been in Africa for three generations. They are African, but still stuck in a white colonial mindset. Unashamedly racist, they are in search of a place where that colonial mindset still prevails, and a remote farm on which they can make a living. This explains their continuous moves through Africa, as formerly white ruled colonies gain independence, and finally majority rule.
This is a hard book to review. Despite the author’s casual references to bouts of malaria, living with bugs and rats, drinking beer and being drunk with her family at an early age, getting dreadfully sick from river water, and many other difficult circumstances, it is hard not to be appalled at the conditions she endured. However, since the author is not feeling sorry for herself, and obviously loves her family and Africa, I ended up feeling like a spoiled American. To be honest, Africa is one place I have never wanted to visit. And after reading this book, that opinion hasn’t changed one bit. If that makes me shallow and addicted to my comforts, so be it.
Despite all of the uncomfortableness (for both the narrator and the reader), it is still a great book. Fuller tells it like it was, and her frankness and child-like candor make it an easy and interesting book to read. And the family pictures scattered throughout help with visualizing the family. I would suggest reading the back of the book first. The author wrote a short essay, My Africa, explaining why she loves Africa and what ties her to the land. She also explains her motivation for writing the book and admits upfront that her parents are racist and not the best of parents. With those revelations in mind, it is easier to digest the book.
Sep/21
I cannot find you a photograph of this book’s cover from the Internet; It appears that I have stumbled upon a rare book.
However, in the effort to review what I have read, I will offer up this brief description. The book caught my eye because I had recently been witness to someone claiming that Swiss people aided the Nazi cause. My fiancé is Swiss, and he did not take this criticism lightly. The stories of the Swiss bankers who have kept millions of dollars worth of Jewish gold is a national shame, but one that rests squarely with a small group of elite men in Zurich.
Just two days later, with this conversation still fresh in my mind, I went into a local second-hand bookstore, and this was the very first book I laid eyes on.
The book follows the course of the foundings of the Red Cross, by the Genevan born Henri Dunant. The “Voluntary Hostages” refers to the handful of men who were brave enough to volunteer to enter a Nazi concentration camp, without knowing when they would again leave. The Red Cross, during WWII, did not come out and openly criticize the Nazi regime. In the book, the author says that this was a difficult decision for all involved, but ultimately the directors of the Red Cross felt that if they openly criticized the Nazis, they would be refused access to the camps, and to giving aid. As it were, access to the inside of the camps was nearly impossible, but the Red Cross did have a program set up which took shipments of food (donated and brought in from Eastern European countries often) to the camps, and was supposedly distributed to the prisoners. The Red Cross had only one choice - to believe that the prisoners would receive their food kits. Of course, they were not unaware of the possibility that they were literally feeding the enemy, however, from a humanitarian standpoint, they felt that they had to keep giving the food, simply because they did not know. If they stopped, perhaps the would be abandoning prisoners who were actually receiving the kits. Throughout the book the author conveys that one mentality prevailed in the decision-making times: do whatever it takes to save one life at a time.
The most difficult decision came towards the end of the war, when the Red Cross was trying in vain to discover what the situation in the camps was really like. Thousands, millions of letters came in to the central filing location, telling of missing persons, arrests and rumors about the concentration camp. From 500 to 600 letters a day in the end of 1929, up to 60,000 a day in 1944. Many letters came addressed to “Madame La Croix-Rouge, Geneve” as if the organization were a protective mother. Unfortunately, no one had been able to get in to discover what was really going on — and at that time, it was difficult to fathom that such atrocious rumors could be true.
A few brave men in the Red Cross used whatever wits they had about them, bribery, or a quick run, to find out as much as they could when visiting the SS top officials at the camps. One Swiss even managed to use cigarettes to bribe an SS into letting him into the camp, where for the first time, he saw the lines of starved men and women.
A few more instances like this - where brave people risked their lives to ascertain information about the insides of the camps - and the Red Cross knew that it needed people in there to protect the prisoners. Using their status as Neutral, they asked the Germans to allow Red Cross members to come and go. Of course, they were rejected. However, they were given one choice - if anyone was willing to volunteer, then one person could go to each camp and live with the prisoners, watch over them, and help distribute food packets, provided that he agreed he would not be let out again until the war was over. When the director heard this ultimatem, he returned to the Red Cross center full of doubt. He posed the question to his entire staff of volunteers - If we are able to volunteer, Would you go? - and amazingly, every single hand went into the air.
In the end a small group, less than a dozen, were distributed to various camps. From those camps they wrote letters, tried to talk to the SS officials, and used improvisation to save as many lives as possible. One man, Louis Haefliger, was responsible for saving 60,000 lives, by running with a white handkerchief to warn the American troops (who had just arrived and were still fighting) of the bomb plot surrounding the Austrian Aviation Plant.
This book was really powerful in showing that utter definition of courage - men who used their own wits and whatever tools - mental and physical - that they had, to outwit and to stand up to the German Army, without thought to their own lives. While there certainly were guilty parties in Switzerland at the time of the war, that does not mark the whole country. The Red Cross had an amazing, and awe-inspiring beginning, one which I imagine most people, including myself until now, are ignorant of.




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