It’s strangely appropriate that with a new front door, I chose this weekend to re-encrypt (recrypt?) my recently-reinstalled laptops. A fresh install of OS and apps has given me back two machines that were starting to feel creaky, and after an overnight humming with hard disk activity the combined 180GB of disk is now scrambled with AES, protected by a token passkey and phrases at pre-boot level. Not even a keystroke-recording dongle could get in if these machines are shut down; everything’s locked up tighter than a drum.
In fact, the only way anyone could get into my private folders is by knowing my secret passphrase, ‘She sells sea shells on the sea shore’…. oops.