I've been pondering my digital password problems recently. They need to be consistently inconsistent in order to thwart the evil intent of on-line hackers and assorted ner' do wells out in digital space.
It's become a constant bugbear having to monitor and update these pesky passwords. I know, full well, I am not alone here...
So, this poem could be classified as a Rant poem.
What gets on your wick? What drives you bananas? Do you have a life irritation you need to scratch? Poetry exists in things. This time my thing is-passwords!
Please Confirm Your
Password
Everywhere I wander
in digital space
My digital security
My password purity
Is constantly questioned
I feel impudent on
the internet
I’m too weak
Not strong enough
Try again, that’s
wrong
Make it unique
Change it regularly
like jocks and socks
Make it easy to
remember
Impossible to hack
-Go random
consider a
sprinkling of letters, numbers, symbols
Upper case
Lower case
Just in case
-at least six
characters
Add some more
perhaps
Until you’ve got
more characters than a murder mystery
Maybe…
Never use personal
information they say
Not recommended
No birthdays
No names
Not even Phineas
Nor the circumference
of your head
Or the name of your
pet duck
Never use a word
found in the dictionary
Quite clearly that
rules out quincunx
And zeugma
And all their
relations in the word family
All this pressure in
the quest for password security
Is adding to my
insecurity
Log in
Log out
Upper case
Lower case
In your face
Leave no trace
It's adding to this
troubled space
Captcha
Prove you’re not a
robot
Go on, prove it...
-Too long
Reset your password
Log in again.
Alan j Wright
It is Poetry Friday and our genial host this time is, Jama Rattigan at Jama's Alphabet Soup Jama introduces to the poetry of Helena Nelson and the poem, 'Mrs N Enters The Literary World.' Jama presents this as an example of disruptive poetry. Poetry that is unsuitable,’ rabble-rousing, anti-poetry, designed to keep any literary snobs in check and to make us chortle. It comes with a touch of satire, and Nelson is so good at it.
Oh, Alan, this is perfect! I love your poem, and I think it should be published somewhere for lots of readers to enjoy. We can all appreciate the truths in this one. You seem to have thought of everything. I love the quick running through these lines:
ReplyDelete"Log in
Log out
Upper case
Lower case
In your face
Leave no trace"
And then the time limit reached at the end. Well done. I enjoyed this a lot.
Thank you Denise. Your response is most gratifying. I guess the strength of writing on such a subject is its ubiquitous nature. It is easy for others to recognize themselves in the words. It was fun to 'make' this poem. Quite cathartic in fact.
DeleteAlan, this is so relatable! : "All this pressure in the quest for password security
ReplyDeleteIs adding to my insecurity" Fabulous!
Thank you, Irene. Glad you found my rant relatable.
DeleteOh yes -- so true. Fabulous poem, Alan. You speak for the masses!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Jama. Glad it was a moment for the masses.
DeleteIt's a challenge to reply, don't want anyone to know "my" secrets, but I agree, so much time is spent trying to find the answer that will please, not sure who! I agree, definitely not "quincunx"!
ReplyDeleteJust whisper, Linda. May you find password peace.
DeleteI feel your pain, Alan! A very humorous take on the absurdity of it all! AND I learned two words: quincunx and zeugma. I can't wait to try to work them into a sentence. : )
ReplyDeleteThank you Tracey. It is absurd, the lengths we now have to go to just to dodge the hackers. Good luck with your newly acquired words.
DeleteIt is a rant, and a good one at that. The pressure, the PRESSURE! I can definitely feel it. Bravo! (I suddenly feel the need to find a closet and practice my mantra.) ;0)
ReplyDeleteRantastic! Maybe time to go for a walk.
DeleteThis poem is oh-so relatable. Passwords make me crazy! I love how you took a frustration and transformed it into a creative inspiration. Well done!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Molly. Passwords are a pain, I wholeheartedly agree. We diminsh our frustrations somewhat when we laugh at them.
DeleteI love all your rhymes, beginning with security/purity. I had a scare just yesterday. I nearly got pulled to the brink of identity loss by a wily hacker impersonating a fabric artist I adore. I quickly changed passwords and added levels of security and it appears that disaster has been averted. For now.
ReplyDeleteThank you Mary Lee for your rhyme appreciation. Your account of attmepted dientity theft demonstrates how far these dastardly individual will go to in their efforts to swindle and steal. Glad you averted disaster.
DeleteI'm right there with you, Alan. Your poem is one we can all relate to!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Linda. Such matters are better shared.
Delete"Change it regularly like jocks and socks" - bwahahaha! Talk about a chortle. I'm right there with you on this subject, Alan. I feel like the only thing all this password changing is keeping me safe from is accessing my OWN accounts. :)
ReplyDeleteAh,Bridget, what an astute observation on your part.
DeleteAlan I feel your pain - and got a giggle too. I especially loved 'more characters than a murder mystery". Having recently had trouble logging in to online banking to the point I had to find an actual branch with an actual person to help me, I know this story too well :)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Sally. The subject certainly exists on a universal scale. We all have experienced frustration in the zone as you can attest too.
DeleteAlan, you nailed this topic. In facet, last night my son got tangled into a password dilemma from the government. He was troubled, where to go, what is a good password, how to proceed, totally got confused. Thanks for the humor. Your rant is just what I needed to read.
ReplyDeleteCarol, you provide further evidence of password problems. I'm glad the humour shone through in my rant of a poem.
DeleteSoooo relatable, and worth not only a rant, but a poem. Thanks!
ReplyDeleteRelatable, it is Karen. None of us are immune if we operate in the digital space. Glad the poem softened the impact of such matters.
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