Here’s my Mac during the computer doctor’s operation to rid it of malware. Kinda reminds me of those bedside monitors you see in TV shows. I haven’t flatlined, but I came dangerously close. (You may notice that I use an HP monitor with my Mac Mini. HP was having a deal I couldn’t refuse.)
I’ve worn out the punch line I use when someone has a computer problem, especially a hacking problem.
Two or three others will be talking about the sad state of cyber affairs. I’ll jump in and say I have the solution in one word.
I’ll follow up with something like, “If only you had an Apple computer instead of a PC.
“Crooks just don’t hack Macs,” I say with some degree of pride.
That line was never funny to the victim of a hack attack.
Beginning now, that line isn’t funny to me, either.
Beginning now, we Apple elitists had better get our act together.
‘Cause beginning now, Apple computers are sitting ducks all lined up with the PC crowd.
Coincidentally, I’ve paid more attention to cyber protection of late. I purchased the new Core router from Norton. It’s supposed to be stronger, smarter, safer than any boogie bears out there. It came with a one-year subscription to Norton’s highly respected security app.
I got the Norton Core installed about a week or 10 days ago. Little did I know at the time that my troubles had begun about a week earlier.
A few days before the Norton installation, someone grabbed hold of my computer and was preparing my total ruination.
They had absolute total access to all my files. Banks. Credit cards. Credit line. Passwords. They had my life.
I lucked out before I was wiped out.
I had given Ouida a new Kindle for her birthday, and we needed Amazon’s help in getting it set up properly on her Amazon account instead of mine. Probably because I was the one to make the purchase, the Kindle was automatically registered under my name. As it turned out, that was a fortuitous error.
In helping me through the de-registration and re-registration, the techie at Amazon noticed from afar that my computer – my beloved Apple Mac desktop computer – was badly infected. Someone had their hands all over my computer, every file and app. Retirement funds. Bank accounts. Credit cards. The whole shootin’ match.
The Amazon techie put me in touch with a known and respected computer security outfit that fixed my problem.
The haunting question: If someone had wide-open access to all my life, why hadn’t they already drained my accounts of my life’s savings?
That’s anybody’s guess. My guess is that about two weeks ago, someone in Florida tried to purchase a new iPhone with my credit card number. The issuing bank denied the purchase because they knew I was in the opposite corner of America at the time; I was in Seattle.
Perhaps, just perhaps, after that denial the crooks figured they’d be more profitable tinkering with someone else’s life.
I lucked out. Big time.
I learned a valuable lesson on the cheap: Apple computers are just as vulnerable as PC’s.