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Damn them computer hackers...

Damn them computer hackers...

nothing but persistent
pesky sniveling, snot nosed
beastie boy buggers.

Data breach conundrum with Gmail rectified...
courtesy MacKeeper computer technicians
in tandem with the geek inside me,
who finally resolved elusive quandary
that befuddled and frustrated yours truly,
yet would probably be a no brainer
for generic kindergartner.

Orders of protestation barked back
from artificial intelligence machine
smartass Macbook Pro laptop,
informing stymied ordinary sleepy joe -
biden his time trying in vain
to contact Google representative.

Left to my own devices
plus praying to the god of technology Vishwakarma,
whereby a thunderbolt appeared out of the blue
struck me upside the head
jump/kick started problem solving creative juices.

Picture the general scenario
such that I could see
clearly within mind's eye
raw binary bits of personal information
snapped up for sinister purposes)
after familiarity with MacKeeper transpired,
and kudos to the brain children
(before parturition little Einsteins trained in utero
while he/she they/them
listened to Mozart), who birthed
said utility computer program
to maintain ideal free and clear
functionality, operationality,
and uni-directionality
of sophisticated electronic machine
to detect, quarantine
or purge malicious software
when necessary if the life
of the expectant mother
or other type of end user at risk.

After bundle of joy exits cervix, he/she they/them
burbles fluent binary, octal, hexadecimal, et cetera
before nursing courtesy re milk of human kindness
suckling buzzfeeds babe essential nutrients to fend
off nasty and brutish microscopic manifold germs
empowering immune system of newborn with vital
defenses against deleterious organisms analogous to
top notch military trained to stop enemy in their trax.

Similar to taking preventive measures such as getting
inoculated or taking antibiotics if body affected by an
insidious illness causing pathogen, a legion of danger
exists (rather flows) within the webbed wide world of
a stand alone computing machine or a linkedin network
system analogous to vulnerable damage causing living
entity, (whether animal or plant) wreaking havoc within
cellular level, which worse case scenario spells demise
of corporeal entity or in the case of flora, flowers nipped
in the bud before they get a chance to blossom, which
irksome blight, a pitiful sight for sore eyes or lamentation
(more likely anger or rage against the machine) currently
infected with deliberately delivered malware intended to
sabotage important data as happened to many unsuspecting
netizens (including yours truly), whose divine intervention
courtesy MacKeeper application provided ways and means
to remedy implacable stealth perpetrated, especially black
hat, gray hat, green hat or elite hackers to mention a small
number of cyber marauders hell bent causing woebegone
agitation, brutalization, cannibalization, desperation,
eradication, infiltration, ruination of blood, sweat and tears
regarding creation of supposedly air tight
vacuum packed system.

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sparrowsong

Hello Matthew...

You put important and life sometimes...

Your whole Wallet...

Expecting you can Trust everyone in the Tech World?

That's a lot Trust...

No one is smarter than us?

đŸ€”

😂

Got to give the credit...

They are a Gift Magnet...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

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sparrowsong

P.S. They would be great for our Team...

They may give some...

Have to find them first...

sparrowsong

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matthew harris

after lobbing another one of my incendiary literary creations across the webbed wide world, i saw look forward with heightened excitement to your voluntary feedback, which comments find me to become intrigued about (my presumption) a gal whose points of view might be different from mine, the sheer regularity of responses from thee finds genuine interest to coax more enlightenment a female most like decades younger with myself probably of delicate lovely bones (yeah birdlike), whose being soundlessly glides from one room to another chattering away with a crystal clear voice on her phone with none other than yours truly (me), perhaps punctuating melodic vocalization with snippets of her favorite musicians, none of which would be familiar to this generic sexagenarian whose motive to communicate predicated on hearing the pleasant sound of an beguiling, entrancing, hypnotizing, kneading her ideas with vagueness, yet methinks our political stances polar opposites, but no biggy cuz i need not ferret out acquaintances or friendships solely based on my dissimilarity with political party affiliation, nor religion (me atheist - raised unitarian), and socially liberal such as??? pro choice reproductive rights for women ought to be a given, capital punishment from an egregious crime such as most all degrees (first, second and third) of murder knowing no restitution cannot pay due justice to another life cavalierly taken. can you name other controversial issues?

matthew scott harris would also be keen to learn your real (at least) first name.

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