Since it’s not obvious, the blog title is an allusion to Jules’ big speech in Pulp Fiction.
I read a couple interesting blog entries on Friday. John Pescatore asks “Are Security Professionals Like Stephen Slater.” In another blog, Foilball asks us to look in the mirror and see if we’re more Sullenberger or Slater.
Slater is the air-raging flight attendant who let the frustrations of life take over, stole a couple of beers and headed down the emergency slide. He made Joanna’s method of quitting Chotchkie’s in Office Space look quite reasonable.
Pescatore doesn’t actually compare Slater and information security personnel. Rather than anything specific to this situation, he compares infosec people to the typical condescending flight attendant who does not explain the rules and only gives you a half can of Pepsi.
Is it really necessary for the flight attendant to explain that you need to leave the seatbelt on so you don’t become a human projectile mid-flight. Or that your laptops need to be stowed not just for dubious electronic interference problems but so they don’t smack someone in the head during take off and landing. Why does the sun visor need to be up during take off and landing. I don’t know, but I have enough sense to know that having that discussion as we’re first in line for take off isn’t a good idea.
You can get 20 years for interference with flight crew attendants and members. Don’t even think of disabling the smoke detector. I wonder if I can arrange similar penalties for disabling the antivirus or interference with infosec personnel.
The foilball article caused deeper thought. Going through life, there are days when you’re hit in the head by luggage or cursed out by a passenger. There are days when you want to escape down the slide and it takes every ounce of control not to. I’ve heard it said you can’t control your circumstances, but you can control how you react to them. I look in that mirror and I see more Slater than I’d like to admit. But I’m trying real hard to be a Sullenberger.