When I am made Queen of the World, my first decree will be to ban passwords. Or fix internet security with great haste, or something like that.
Unless you're one of those people who only uses a computer to check one email account once a week, you know the problem (and if that's the case, you're probably not reading this): every freakin' site on the Web now wants you to create a "personal account" -- which really only means you need a password. So you use your usual password, say, your parents wedding anniversary, but they want letters and numbers, so you add your initials, but no, it has to be eight characters long, so you add a 01. Fine.
But then you do the same thing for your other email account, your bank, amazon, facebook, and five other things, only they each have slightly different rules, so now you have 4 different passwords.
No problem, your obsequious, overly helpful computer says, "Do you want me to remember that?" Sure!!
That's fine, until the day Sir Obsequious has issues, and you have to use someone else's computer. And now you can't remember any of the passwords. Locked out from your own secure, "personal" accounts.
The experts say we ought to be changing our passwords every 6 months or so. And don't use anything someone else would know. And don't use the same one for everything.
I tried doing an update of my passwords once, but then I couldn't remember half the sites that required them, so now half of my sites have one of 4 new passwords, and half have one of 4 old passwords.. . .
The answer might be to write them down -- but isn't that insecure?
So if I use good security, I can't manage my own accounts.
And if I use bad security, well, nothing's secure.
It's kind of like Jesus. Every time we think we have the right password, he changes the rules. Got the 10 commandments down? Good, now go sell everything you own. Think you're on the inner circle? Good, now notice how the disciples are the ones constantly getting it wrong.
We want to be on the inside, but Jesus keeps moving to the outside. We want to know the secret codes, and Jesus keeps giving 'em away to the wrong people.
Nothing's secure with him, and I simply cannot manage my personal accounts.
But maybe Jesus isn't into personal accounts.