This time the hackers had landed a winning blow, striking at the very heart of the modern American business office: the thermostat. Damn, these guys were good. Now the fine people of Berg Magnetics were forced to wear their puffy coats and earmuffs indoors, trying awkwardly to make sales calls with chattering teeth and type purchase orders with gloved fingers. Except Donna; she beamed like the summer sun. She always liked it cold. That’s why the thermostat had a plastic cover and a key lock to begin with. Every office had a Donna.
But alas, the thermostat was too smart for its own good, and it had been taken over by hackers from Russia, or China, or North Korea. Or maybe Denver, or Austin. Didn’t really matter where. The reality was that the damn thing was set to 45°F and this was Minneapolis in early February.
The hackers had got them once already, a few weeks back. One of the outside sales guys fell for an email spoof and downloaded some malware. Locked up all his files. Luckily he wasn’t on the network at the time. The head of IT contacted the FBI to report that hackers had encrypted company files for ransom. They wanted bitcoins. The FBI told her to pay the ransom and stop downloading malware. Nothing else could be done. The company didn’t pay. Instead, they put everyone through four hours of remedial electronic security training and drilled a bunch of holes through the encrypted laptop.
But the thermostat—now that was devious. It sent a message. It said that tomorrow could be lights that wouldn’t stop flickering, or keycards that wouldn’t let people out of the building, or non-stop inbound calls from the fax machine, or—heaven forbid!—the coffee maker could simply shut down. The ransom for the thermostat was twice what they asked for the laptop.
We’re going to pay them, of course. That’s the new cost of doing business.
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Fiction? Reads like the news… Because it is.
When they hack the powergrid… That’ll be the day. In fact, that’s part of a story I have floating in my head. How do you threaten the uber-wealthy? What single thing do they rely on in their penthouses and mansions? Electricity. What does the stock market run on? Electricity. What powers the water pumps and sewage treatment plants and security gear?
Take that out and the world’s rich become just as crippled as the world’s poor and disenfranchised.
I can’t find the link anymore, but this was actually inspired by a news article I read about the vulnerability of smart devices. Manufacturers of appliances can easily add internet connectivity to their products, but the security package is often lacking. Reality is stranger than fiction
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The argument for a civilization ending corona mass ejection grows daily. If we could only order one of those up on demand.