Last night my computer started acting buggy. I spent hours this morning trying to figure out what was going on, and managed to salvage my poor Dell Dimension's sanity, thanks to all the helpful tips on this board. Within hours of my posting a plea for help, somebody stepped forward with specific advice and clearly explained instructions for solving the problem.
Went out to coffee a couple of hours back and was reflecting on the last twelve hours. I was a little amazed to discover that I was genuinely intrigued and affected by the whole episode. Not to sound overly sensitive here, but it's unsettling and rather upsetting when you realize that a malicious virus is wreaking havoc on your computer. So much of what I do -- how I express myself, both professionally and personally -- happens via my computer. It mediates a real and very large slice of my life. So a stranger's attack through the dissemination of malware can feel rather personal.
In turn, the people who help you recover from the attack can seem pretty damn heroic. When a stranger assaults a person physically, that person turns to the cops. When a stranger assaults a person virtually, that person turns to forums like this one. A lot of people surf the internet these days, but for most of us, it's largely an undiscovered country. We don't understand the geography of it; we don't know how to navigate it when the beaten path suddenly turns into a malware-infested jungle. Add in the fact that this malware is constantly being disseminated (in my mind, I envision guys wearing dark trench coats and cackling maniacally), and constantly being combatted by folks like you, and what you have is a new form of global warfare. No wonder the stereotypical techie likes Star Wars (or, no wonder Star Wars fans so often turn to IT?)... the internet is
a kind of battleground.
Anyway, I guess what I'm saying is, thanks for helping me survive it. You folks are definitely the good guys.