Sometimes I yearn for a simpler world where the main thing we had to worry about was a nuclear holocaust – MAD (mutually assured destruction).
Now I have to warn anyone who was associated with me by email or Facebook not to open a video that is said to find me in a compromising position, apparently “looking hot” which would really be something for someone my age, caught on webcam (which I don’t have, as far as I know) and while streaming something really naughty.
I can stop this happening, it is said, by coughing up a substantial amount in Bitcoin by 3am tomorrow morning.
The main thing is, don’t open anything you might be sent about me, because it is almost certain to contain malware.
There was enough in the email to make me think it was not just a joke. I’ve done the best virus check I know how, which has come up with nothing, but I do need to shore up my security on a number of fronts.
So at one level, it’s a serious distraction, on another, I don’t know, my cyberworld may explode.
I did call the police, who only took 10 minutes to answer, said there was something of the kind around and about, so would I like to report it to The Australian Cybercrime Online Reporting Network (ACORN)? Except, you can only do that online and don’t report it on a computer that might be compromised. They have promised not to do anything except match it with other information and pass it back to the police, who may or may not do anything.
Yes, they may ask for extra information, but if they do, please make sure you hang onto the reference number they email to you, because it may be a scammer on the phone.
A few days ago those kind people from ‘No More Calls’ rang me on my mobile, and again they knew some surprising stuff about me. Any way the call morphed into being about direct debiting of my Telstra bill, and if I would just confirm my credit card number, all would be well. When I declined, she upgraded the call to her supervisor, who got a bit sharpish with me.
I politely bid her “gooday”, and the call ended right there.
The strange thing was we don’t pay Telstra by direct debit, and it’s not me who pays. So there was some guesswork in their information.
There are so many people out there concerned that life doesn’t get tejus for us oldies!
Meanwhile, until this settles there is not much space in my life for blogging.