A Retraction to My Review of Windows 10

I just read my November issue of Maximum PC and Alex Campbell dug deep into the End User Agreement for Windows 10. Here is what he discovered.

"The problem with this is that Microsoft says it shares that data (your data) 'with Microsoft-controlled affiliates and subsidiaries; with vendors working on our behalf; when required by law or to respond to legal process; to protect our customers; to protect lives; to maintain the security of our services; and to protect the rights or property of Microsoft.'
If Cortana sees your emails, an FBI subpoena can get them too..it (Microsoft) will happily share your data. Bing and Outlook.com collects your data. If you encrypt your data with any software Microsoft copies and stores the decript key on its servers. If called upon it (Microsoft) will then give a copy of the key to whomever may request it."

In short if you install Windows 10 you are fully agreeing to allow Microsoft to copy your data and any encryption keys and do as they please with it.

So yes if terrorist are planning an attack, or someone is downloading illegal content they should be caught, but there is the 4th ammendment for that.

But think of this, a corporation sends an email about a new technology, one that can hurt Microsoft, MS now has that information legally and can share it with whom they wish. This is a form of corporate espionage, if any competitive company uses Windows 10 including partners with MS, MS can share that information at their whim.

Also religious organizations that use Windows 10, with MS privacy agreement any and all information sent by peaceful religious organizations can be turned over the the FBI. Keep in mind this MS agreement states that MS will decript the information, even VPN's.

Stop and think what you do with your computer, what YOU do. Ya sure you abide by the law, but EVERYTHING you do on your computer is now subject to collection by MS. Your family photos, your email, your business information, your personal tax records, 100% of all you do being collected by MS. Sure you obey the law, but consider, Microsoft now collects your personal data and someone there makes the decision if what you do is legal or not. A warrant can be issued agianst you for family baby photos that your mother took of you when you come home from the hospital. Someone at Microsoft gets to make the call based on their morals, based on their upbringing, based on their understanding.

I am going to remove Windows 10 from my wife's laptop and never look back.

Consider, are you willing to let a Microsoft employee decide if the personal content on you computer is legal or not?

If you own a corporation are you willing to share confidential data with Microsoft and any and all companies they choose to?

If you are a member of a peaceful religious organization and send information via the Internet with Windows 10 are you willing to share all that data about your members with Microsoft and give them control over how it is used?

Nothing on a Windows computer is now YOURS. It belongs to Microsoft.

Cat Burglar

The story you are about to read is 100% true and embarrassing.
It was a warm night in 1998, my wife was working the night shift and I had turned in for the night. We lived at the end of a country road, last house. Except for our neighbors across the street, we had no one else around. It was a moonless night and there were no street lights. When it was dark outside it was dark as we lived far from any city lights.
It was about 2 in the morning when I heard a scraping noise near the window, my eyes snapped open and fear gripped me. Now it needs to be understood I suffer from CPTSD from childhood trauma, so when I say fear gripped me I mean it paralyzed me.
I stair intently at the window expecting it to either come crashing inward or be opened and a big bad mean person come in. I try to open my eyes bigger to allow more light in to see what is going to get me. Then I hear the scrapping noise again, I am terrified. I force myself to roll over and pick up the phone on my wife's side of the bed (before the days of cell phones) and diled 911. As I am speaking to the operator she informs me that she has dispatched the police, but we lived about 7 miles from town and most were on patrol futher away, I knew I was dead.
The fear in my voice tells the operator that the sense of danger is increasing, my death is immanent. I report that the scrapping has grown more intense, in fact it appears that whoever is on the outside of the window can hear me talking and is increasing their efforts to get in. The operator instructs me to stop talking. She however continues to give me updates on how close the police are.
Without warning the darkness of my bedroom is shattered with a flood of bright light. The police had arrived and had pulled up into the yard next to the house with every light on their cars bathing the house. It looked as if every police car in town was in my yard.
As soon as they pulled up the scrapping stopped, it seemed as if the bad man ran off.
They searched around the house, they searched the woods, they searched throughout the house, they found nothing. No foot prints, no scrap marks, no nothing.
I was sure of what I heard, this could not have been a flashback or my mind playing tricks, or could it.
After the police was sure I felt safe they left. Me, I went back to my bedroom, leaving every light in the house on, and sat facing the window...when I heard the scrapping noise again. My heart raced but I was not calling the police again, I mustered up courage and started searching for the source of the sound. I approched the window with extreme caution and quickly pulled back the curtain, nothing. I stood their listening intently and realized the sound was coming not from outside, but inside my closet. My fear took on new heights. I approched the closet and opened the door, the scrapping stopped. I saw nothing out of sorts.
I remained quiet and soon the scrapping started again, I directed my attention to a box on the floor. My wife had started organizing some of her clothes and had left an empty box in the closet. I reached down and opened the flap, there inside looking back up at me was Meko, our cat. Before my wife left for work Meko snuck in the closet and after the door was closed jumped on the empty box falling in and causing the flaps to close in over her. She was scratching the flaps in an attempt to get out. When I opened the flaps she appeared to be happy to see me and eagerly let me pick her up.
I of course was relieved but vowed to never tell of the cat in the box.

I had some more suggestions given on the cover of the book "The Boy in The Wood". Its about the individual elements. I am going to use the suggestions and work on it over the next week. It will not alter the overall look, but it will improve it.

Here are my new covers for my novel "The Boy in The Wood". One is for the Kindle eBook only the other is for the Print edition. Since the print edition is POD or Print on Demand as soon as the publisher approves the design it will be the cover you order. I think by Tuesday.