C.W. Gusewelle

In fiendish February, memories lie low

The sky outside my window is a perfect springtime blue — with not a single vagrant cloud in sight. The sun is as bright as a polished copper coin. And there’s a brave wash of early green in the yard of our neighbor across the street. A picnic day, you’d almost think. But there’s the false promise of this deceitful month.

C.W. Gusewelle

A fossil’s intuition about the Internet: It’s hard to hack a phone book

It has always struck me as foolish, and potentially quite dangerous, to conduct discussions of any real importance on the Internet. Naturally this reticence brands me as a creature from another century. But I would suggest the revelation that hackers working on behalf of the so-called Islamic State group had breached the social media of the U.S. military’s Central Command validates my caution.

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