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==References==
 
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With some assistance by Will Shakespeare, Hamlet.
  
 
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Latest revision as of 21:14, 12 October 2023

Full Title

The choice about which correspondents to trust, and to what degree of Assurance is needed to make that trust decision is explored.

Context

To trust, or not to trust, that is the question:
Whether it's nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous breeches,
Or to take arms against a sea of attackers
And by opposing block them. To mitigate—to accept,
What choice; and by acceptance to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
The internet can inflict: it's a consummation
Devoutly to be wished. To mitigate, to accept;
To accept, perchance be lucky —ay, there's the rub:
For in that acceptance of risk what dreams may bring,
When we have put off this choice,
Must give us pause—there's the risk
That makes calamity of such avoidance of choice.
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The attacker's wrong, the careful user's laugh,
The pangs of attacker's success, the law's delay,
The insolence of help desk, and the spurns
That patient acceptance of trustworthy products,
When he himself might his choice make
Without forethought? Who would fools bear,
To call and wait under hope of assistance,
But then the dread of something after restart,
The undiscovered breech, from whose hell
No user recovers, puzzles the will,
And makes us rather bear those apps we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus impatience does make cowards of us all,
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is given over with the hope of task complete,
And enterprises of great value and moment
With this regard their choices turn awry
And lose all hope of security.

References

With some assistance by Will Shakespeare, Hamlet.