Apr 20, 2008 08:32
I've been on my computer for two hours, and all I've done is fight with pop-up windows: unwanted ads that have no obvious escape; pop-up messages every five minutes, urging you to buy anti-spy and virus software.
The irony is that all this b.s. is what you promise not to do when you sign up with net servers, and software producers.
It's a long story, but I knew--after the fact--that my Window XP was pirated, but couldn't afford to do anything about it; a downside of getting your computer package through 'a friend' One of my pop- up messages is polite hourly reminders that I need to resolve the problem. Don't you hate reminders of things you can't do anything about?
All of this pop-up stuff interferes with what you are doing. Sometimes the computer freezes up after a battle with some invading attention grabber. It all reminds me of a Sci-Fi story I read, before I had a computer; maybe ten years ago.
The scenareo was the need to constantly buy new invasion protection; the victims of all the crap that comes with connection to cyberspace is always one step ahead of those building programs to fight the new innovations. After this past week I'm beginning to think it's all more trouble than it's worth; it's like raking leaves in the fall, or shovelling snow in a storm; it's a loosing battle.
It takes all the fun out of being on the net.
But thank God, things are relatively normal at the moment. If I were still superstitious I'd touch wood. Just saying that causes a little angst to stir in my heart. I just pray I don't trip on the changes of procedure at LJ as I post this.
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