Monday, November 30, 2015

The Battle Cry Of Cyber Monday

The Battle Cry Of This Day, 

The Feast of Cyber Hackers & Phishers
by Nick Ashton,

This day is call’d the Feast of Hackers, Phishers

& Man in the Middle Brutal Attackers.

St. Expedite, their patron saint and allout slime bucket.

He or She that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam’d,
And rouse them at the name of Cyber Monday.

They that shall live this day, and see old age
with their financial information intact and money 
at their disposal and their identity safe.

Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say “Today was Saint Expedite's Day.”

Then they will strip their sleeves, wallets and 

bank/credit/debit card statements and show the scars,
And say “These financial wounds I had on Cyber Monday's Day.”

Old men forget; yet all shall not be forgot,
But they’ll remember, with dis-advantages,
What feats that did that day. Of Hackers preying on their addiction

and their own lack of Cyber Security,
which they had entrusted to fools.

Then shall the names of whence they shopped on-line,
Familiar in his mouth as household words—
Amazon, Target and Walmart, Best Buy,
JCP and Macy's, EBay and Google

Be in their flowing annoying cups freshly rememb’red.
This story shall the good man teach his son and daughter;
And Cyber Monday shall ne’er go by.

From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remember'd-

We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood and spends cash with me.

Purchasing face to face, eye to eye and transporteth themselves

Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile.

This day shall act gentle on his or her shopping condition;
And gentlemen and ladies in the world now a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks.

That fought with us upon Cyber Monday.

copyright 2015