A Dream of Intolerance

It seems I had a recurring dream about a man who played beautiful music in the morning. I say “it seems” because the music is quite familiar; I think I have heard it many times in dreamland. He played from some place nearby, a small house or maybe a shack.

A few days ago I dreamed that I recorded his music as I heard it from my window. The music was interrupted by argument, then by shots.

I ran out to see my friend dying on the street — the dream was quite graphic. His race was different from mine but the same as the murderer.

This morning, I dreamt that I was in his house. A crowd – mostly members of his race – gathered outside, angry, seeking revenge.

I had the recording. I played it. We all cried.

I wonder if I will ever dream about this man and his music again.

Canada Computers and Electronics Appears to Ignore Serious Security Breach

What’s worse than a security issue? Ignoring it and hoping it will go away.

First a bit of background. For years, I’ve been tracking spam by generating unique forwarding addresses every time I register on a site. The intent was to be able to track the sources of spam and easily disable a compromised address. In practice, it’s proven to be a tool for detecting all sorts of misbehaviour. (more…)

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