DBAs are good
Financial, health, demographic, taxation, production, defence etc...There is
some serious data out there all under the control of the men and women we call DBAs.
Several years ago I remember being given a CD containing the entire electoral
roll. Within 10 minutes the data was inside SQL Server and my fellow DBA
had a query showing all the girls aged 18-25 who lived in his neighbourhood.
With the "information is power" catchcry, the potential for fun and profit
are not far away and yet you hear very few cases of fraud/malicious damage
against a DBA.
Is it because they are...
DBAs are evil
A long time ago just down the road, no matter who asked you your name, you
always gave the same reply.
" I am Connor MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod."
DBAs, who where good at the time, where stoked. FirstName, LastName and
Clan.. Nice natural composite key.
As usual, we screwed it up, breed like rabbits and ended up doing Satan's
work. The answer now depend on who's asking...
To the telephone company I am SUCKER093546
Government I am SLAVE8273
And who is responsible for this? DBAs. They don't see people as normal
people do, they are just nodes on a B-tree...
Office, equipment & first scope
I am hoping this will be the first of many, but time constraints or other
circumstances may alter the hope.
A desk a mate of mine built, is the main workstation which is not far from
the kitchen. The 2-way satellite modems are connected to it and its
a 2 point whatever Celeron with 512MB RAM. I went on a bit of shopping
spree and bought a laser printer, 512MB RAM, my first optical mouse and a DVD
burner. The DVD unit was because the MSDN Universal discs are in that
<WHINGE>Where's my MSDN? Where's my MSDN? Where's my MSDN?</WHINGE>
No place like home...
It's 2:45AM and I have been on the road for nearly 11 hours. The car is
packed to and on the roof and the dogs are sleeping with one eye open. The
little sign finally appears and I brake as the turn-off approaches. 10
miles of dirt road leads us up the mountain and welcomes us a jolt. The
other eye opens and the scramble for poll position on the front passenger seat
takes place. In their eyes, they both have the best spot.
I quickly accelerate to reach that certain speed where the suspension and the
ruts in the road...