07-01-2018, 07:07 PM
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On 6/29/2018 at 6:52 PM, DingoJay said:
As far as my computers revealing potentially embarrassing information goes, that is unlikely. I use some pretty high grade encryption protected by a complex passphrase that would be difficult to guess or brute force. The only easily accessible item that would remain would be my writings, i.e. short stories and forum postings. My stories have been posted in numerous places over the years and have been routinely stolen and re-posted, or used as click bait on porn sites. It is likely that various individuals have or will draw the connection between "Dingo Jay" and my RL identity, if they haven't already. I am well known in various circles for rather outrageous and/or extreme writings on diverse subjects. Each genre under a different pseudonym, obviously!
My furry companion(s) are relatively safe; only one exists currently and the person I share my living quarters with is rather fond of him. (As is that person's dog!)
That leaves notifying the community in the event of my passing. At one time, I had a list of several emails in a conspicuous place on my computer (unencrypted, of course) with instructions to send notice of my demise to everyone on the list. However, the list is hopelessly out of date; I'm pretty sure that some of the individuals involved are themselves dead. Being that I'm in my mid-60s and not in the best of health, it's something I should consider updating. BTW, none of the zoo forums or other questionable sites that I frequent are bookmarked and my browser does not keep history. The cache is stored in volatile memory.
Pretty much what he said.
There is NOTHING. Zero. Zilch. on my computer or devices. For other reasons as well; what happens when your device quits unexpectedly and you take it in for service?
This browser is VPN, encrypted, proxy, anti-tracking, self-erasing. Sites and passwords are in my brain.
My "stash" is on firmware-encrypted flash drives. My passwords are rated 3 million years to break by Password Tester (which means 3 million microseconds when quantum computing becomes a "thing", but what ya' gonna do?) And the flash drive self-reformats after 12 incorrect password attempts, so good luck with that.
And when I'm gone, I'm gone. You will know because I won't be anywhere anymore. No announcements to anyone of this persuasion, so friends and relatives will be spared any unpleasant surprises.
And the humans left behind will no doubt re-home the livestock, pets, antique machinery, and what everyone else will regard as "junk". And the farm will probably become timeshare condos. So I won't be leaving much footprint behind.
With any luck, someone will do me one last favor, and sprinkle my remains in the gas tank of some major political figure, so I can have one final laugh on the system......
