Well, I can breathe today. With my own lungs. I call this progress. So I turned on the TV, because too many people had suggested masturbation that it was an option I couldn't ignore. The very first thing I saw was the announcement that T.J. Maxx had been hacked, and that 100 million people's data had been stolen. There's less than 300 million of us in the country (I know there are others, but think of it, 1 out of every 3 men, women and children). How did T.J. Maxx get so much data? Do any of you seriously believe that many people transacted credit purchases with T.J. Maxx? Who is kidding who? Someone used T.J. Maxx to get to a processor who had that much data, meaning a bank. Most of you have never heard the name Fifth Third Bank, but that was the credit card processor that was penetrated.
You know not to use a debit card on the Internet, don't you. Credit cards are backed by the bank, and the losses are limited to $50 at most. Not necessarily with a debit card, although it hasn't happened, yet. I remember the good old days when I used cash in stores. I may have to pick up some cash the next time I'm at the supermarket, you know, when they ask if you want any cash back when you check out and they take your credit card.
To celebrate breathing today, I thought I'd let you see this oldie but goodie, not to step on Odat's happy dancing feet, but to honor her.
Wagner: Ride of the Valkries
Claudio Abbado - Berliner Philharmoniker
and naturally the Beatles Magical Mystery Tour with graphics by londonpenda
(watch your credit card data flash by at the speed of light)