http://news.cnet.com/8301-1009_3-10127973-83.html?part=rss&subj=news&tag=2547-1_3-0-5
For those of us that have been Checkpoint administrators, or worked with their products on the IPSO platform, this is huge news. It leads me to lots of questions..
1.) What happens to IPSO? Will they keep it around? I for one that that IPSO added quite a bit of value that SecurePlatform (SPLAT) by Checkpoint lacked in a Security Operating System (SoS).
2.) What happens to the Edge devices? I for one would be happy to see them go. They always seemed to be totally underpowered, and management upgrades of the devices was always a dicey proposition.
3.) If IPSO isn't part of the deal... As I believe Nokia uses it on a couple other devices to deliver products like their SSL VPN, Mobile Web Caches, etc, what happens to the folks that are running IPSO / FW-1 clusters today?
Lots of questions, few answers. But I do believe that this is definitely a good thing for Checkpoint. I don't know what Nokia is getting out of the deal other than some badly needed cash.
Monday, December 22, 2008
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Monday, December 15, 2008
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
The Twitter Experiment
Ok,
So the Twitter experiment has blown into a full obsession. Yesterday I officially joined Facebook. I know, I had totally sworn off Social Networking as something that middle school students did. But as I started in the twitter experiment, I found myself wanting to post more pics, and finding other friends on twitter is almost impossible. Enter Facebook. Finding folks that I have known over the last 20 years has been a breeze. Its kind of exciting getting friend requests from folks I haven't seen or spoken to in almost 10 years. Very cool.
So the Twitter experiment has blown into a full obsession. Yesterday I officially joined Facebook. I know, I had totally sworn off Social Networking as something that middle school students did. But as I started in the twitter experiment, I found myself wanting to post more pics, and finding other friends on twitter is almost impossible. Enter Facebook. Finding folks that I have known over the last 20 years has been a breeze. Its kind of exciting getting friend requests from folks I haven't seen or spoken to in almost 10 years. Very cool.
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
A horrible tragedy
I can't believe that the Planned Parenthood Organization in Indiana is selling gift certificates. What a giant crock. Lets give the gift of sin and death for Christmas. What a tragedy. What kind of society would allow this?
http://www.catholicnewsagency.com/new.php?n=14494
http://www.catholicnewsagency.com/new.php?n=14494
Monday, December 1, 2008
A Visitor from the Past
by Thelen Paulk
I had a dream the other night, I didn't understand.
A figure walking through the mist, with flintlock in his hand.
His clothes were torn and dirty, as he stood there by the bed,
He took off his three-cornered hat, and speaking low, he said:
"We fought a revolution, to secure our liberty.
We wrote the Constitution, as a shield from tyranny,
For future generations, this legacy we gave,
In this, the land of the free and the home of the brave."
"The freedom we secured for you, we hoped you'd always keep.
But tyrants labored endlessly, while your parents were asleep.
Your freedom gone, your courage lost, you're no more
than a slave,
In this, the land of the free and the home of the brave."
"You buy permits to travel, and permits to own a gun,
Permits to start a business, or to build a place for one.
On land that you believe you own, you pay a yearly rent,
Although you have no voice in choosing how the money's spent."
"Your children must attend a school that doesn't educate.
Your Christian values can't be taught, according to the state.
You read about the current news, in a regulated press.
You pay a tax you do not owe, to please the I.R.S."
"Your money is no longer made of silver or of gold.
You trade your wealth for paper, so your life can be controlled.
You pay for crimes that make our nation turn from God in shame,
You've taken Satan's number, as you've traded in your name."
"You've given government control to those who do you harm,
So they can padlock churches, and steal the family farm,
And keep the country deep in debt, put men of God in jail,
Harass your fellow countrymen, while corrupted courts prevail."
"Your public servants don't uphold the solemn oath they've sworn.
Your daughters visit doctors so their children won't be born.
Your leaders ship artillery and guns to foreign shores,
And send your sons to slaughter, fighting other people's wars."
"Can you regain freedom for which we fought and died?
Or don't you have the courage or the faith to stand with pride?
Are there no more values for which you'll fight to save?
Or do you wish your children to live in fear and be a slave?"
"Sons of the Republic, arise and take a stand!
Defend the Constitution, the Supreme Law of the Land!
Preserve our great republic and each God-given right,
And pray to God to keep the torch of freedom burning bright!"
As I awoke he vanished, in the mist from which he came.
His words were true, we are not free. We have ourselves to blame.
For even now as tyrants trample each God-given right,
We only watch and tremble, too afraid to stand and fight.
If he stood by your bedside, in a dream while you're asleep,
And wondered what remains of our rights he fought to keep,
What would be your answer, if he called out from the grave?
Is this still the Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave?
I had a dream the other night, I didn't understand.
A figure walking through the mist, with flintlock in his hand.
His clothes were torn and dirty, as he stood there by the bed,
He took off his three-cornered hat, and speaking low, he said:
"We fought a revolution, to secure our liberty.
We wrote the Constitution, as a shield from tyranny,
For future generations, this legacy we gave,
In this, the land of the free and the home of the brave."
"The freedom we secured for you, we hoped you'd always keep.
But tyrants labored endlessly, while your parents were asleep.
Your freedom gone, your courage lost, you're no more
than a slave,
In this, the land of the free and the home of the brave."
"You buy permits to travel, and permits to own a gun,
Permits to start a business, or to build a place for one.
On land that you believe you own, you pay a yearly rent,
Although you have no voice in choosing how the money's spent."
"Your children must attend a school that doesn't educate.
Your Christian values can't be taught, according to the state.
You read about the current news, in a regulated press.
You pay a tax you do not owe, to please the I.R.S."
"Your money is no longer made of silver or of gold.
You trade your wealth for paper, so your life can be controlled.
You pay for crimes that make our nation turn from God in shame,
You've taken Satan's number, as you've traded in your name."
"You've given government control to those who do you harm,
So they can padlock churches, and steal the family farm,
And keep the country deep in debt, put men of God in jail,
Harass your fellow countrymen, while corrupted courts prevail."
"Your public servants don't uphold the solemn oath they've sworn.
Your daughters visit doctors so their children won't be born.
Your leaders ship artillery and guns to foreign shores,
And send your sons to slaughter, fighting other people's wars."
"Can you regain freedom for which we fought and died?
Or don't you have the courage or the faith to stand with pride?
Are there no more values for which you'll fight to save?
Or do you wish your children to live in fear and be a slave?"
"Sons of the Republic, arise and take a stand!
Defend the Constitution, the Supreme Law of the Land!
Preserve our great republic and each God-given right,
And pray to God to keep the torch of freedom burning bright!"
As I awoke he vanished, in the mist from which he came.
His words were true, we are not free. We have ourselves to blame.
For even now as tyrants trample each God-given right,
We only watch and tremble, too afraid to stand and fight.
If he stood by your bedside, in a dream while you're asleep,
And wondered what remains of our rights he fought to keep,
What would be your answer, if he called out from the grave?
Is this still the Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave?
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