By Rick Sutcliffe
"Hi Nellie." I didn't need to turn around. The sound of her cowboy boots and a certain air of eau de geek that pervades her space tipped me to her presence.
"What'ya workin' on?"
"Still into self referentialism as always, so no doubt you'll quote us quoting us."
Lest we get tied up in logical knots, I ignored this sally. "So what's got your shirt in a knot today, Nellie." She rarely visited unless she wanted to sound off about something.
"Remember what I said the first time I came into your office?"
"That was back in the early 80s. Sure I remember. You put your boots up on my desk and proclaimed you could break into any computer in the world? Of course I remember it. I believed you. Still do. So?"
"So what do you think about all this fuss over the NSA reading people's mail and files down in the Excited States "
"And around the world to boot? Seems a lot of tempest over a...| Read more »