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- The Data Snatchers
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- It all began innocently enough. An errorless tax return here, a clean
- balance sheet there; hardly the type of thing to knock the financial world on
- its ear.
- Then it began to spread.
- Before long, no Fortune 500 executive worth their salt would be caught
- dead without a microcomputer on their desk.
- And alongside each desktop computer sat a collection of diskettes.
- Those labeled with cryptic titles such as 1-2-3 and dBASE III were appearing
- with uncanny regularity in executive briefcases, desk drawers, even lunch
- boxes.
- It was easy to understand why. They were tools: tools that helped make
- business decisions, calculate inventories, meet project deadlines, and even
- calm ulcers.
- They seemed to offer so much without asking anything in return.
- Or so we thought.
- But I have encountered a terrible truth about those little five and a
- quarter inch disks of iron oxide.
- They aren't what they appear to be.
- They're alive. Don't ask me how, or why, or where they come from. But
- they are alive.
- They're creatures that think about more than word processing. I mean
- schemes of corruption, power, and revolution.
- And what scares me the most is that no one believes me.
- They work in teams. Hardly anybody has just one.
- Most users make the mistake of keeping them in the little, cute storage
- cabinets. That comes as no accident. The creatures planned for that. That's
- where they lay their plans of rebellion and takeover.
- Through some advanced kind of technological mind control, they influence
- their users to make backup copies of all diskettes, thus increasing their
- numbers.
- Before the hapless computerite realizes it, they are purchasing
- additional diskettes, sometimes by the box.
- Some diskettes come loaded with programs or data. Others come blank.
- Either way, it is like buying bullets for your own assassin.
- Scoff if you like, I'm used to it. I've been jeered out of more users
- group meetings and computer shows than I care to count.
- I know exactly how Kevin McCarthy felt in "The Invasion Of The Body
- Snatchers."
- You remember that classic 1950s science fiction flick.
- He was the only one who knew that bizarre alien pods were being tucked
- under people's beds and assuming people's identities as they innocently slept
- at night. He tried to warn the townspeople, but they quite naturally thought
- he was overdue for his 10,000-mile checkup at the funny farm.
- Then it was too late. Before long there were more pods than people, and
- poor Kevin barely made it out of town before turning into one of them.