more gentlemanly times, when fliers fired pistols at each other during dogfights in Sopwith Camels and Albatros fighters
More gentlemanly times, when fliers fired pistols at each other during dogfights in Sopwith Camels and Albatros fighters

David Aitken

I’m told by those who know — one of the best ways to learn — that there is a device in computer circles called a “weird machine.”  I was somewhat alarmed at the idea of computer security geeks running around in circles acting weirdly, until I read my latest bank statement, after which nothing could alarm me further.

A weird machine is ‘an artefact with additional code execution’.  It operates, as you might expect, on “weird instructions,” whereby ‘an exploit is based on crafted outside input.’  No, I didn’t understand it either, but the words ‘execution outside’ gave me even more to be alarmed about.

By the time I was being informed — by those in the know, no less — that a classical attack takes advantage of a ‘stack buffer overflow’, I had to lie down with a damp artefact on my fevered brow.

The ghost in the machine usually refers to our mind as opposed to our body, and my own mind began to be haunted at an early age, when I first read about a machine that could fire bullets through the propeller blades of an aircraft in motion.  That must have made some older pilots hanker after more gentlemanly times, when fliers fired pistols at each other during dogfights in Sopwith Camels and Albatros fighters.  (If those actual creatures ever fought, which one would win, I wonder?)  The creator of Biggles, Captain W.E. Johns, shot his own propeller off twice, something Biggles never did.

More gentlemanly times, when fliers fired pistols at each other during dogfights in Sopwith Camels and Albatros fighters

Machines are useful when they do our bidding obediently, but with the emergence of weird machines it increasingly looks as if they can now do anything they happen to feel like, by adding their own ‘code executions’ without executing our wishes.  And (so far) not us either.

Older machines still serve us well, of course, and I don’t just mean drink dispensers.  My elderly chicken-shaped egg boiler still functions, as does my ice cream cone producer and Rubik Cube Solver, time savers all.  My paper aeroplane maker has flown a few too many missions, but at least it doesn’t require a propeller.  I’m told there was once a machine called a Globe Inflator which showed how the world was formed, but the Flat Earth Society didn’t buy it.

These days, new ghosts are being added to those that have already populated our minds since childhood.  Most of them are much scarier than Casper the Friendly Ghost, who is pleasantly translucent — if Casper tried to scare you, you would see right through him.  (“You’re a tad transparent!”)

Most countries seem to possess ghosts that come in the form of Headless Horsemen, Women in White, and wretches rattling chains and bemoaning their long incarceration in towers or dungeons, usually in an attempt to prevent their ascent to some throne or other.  In my own case, The Witchery by the Castle, a spectacularly atmospheric restaurant on Edinburgh’s Castlehill, was a frequent haunt of mine in more prosperous times.  I often lost my head when ordering from their a la carte menu, and to this day I have no further need of a wallet.

How can we talk about new ways of frightening us and not mention our present worldwide threat, a spectre worse than any James Bond ever encountered?  Fortunately, society now has a method of executing the corona code of our least favourite virus.  The old fashioned way, in which a needle in the arm performs an exorcism on the unfriendly ghosts trying to wreck our machines.  And four exorcisms are better than three, apparently, weird as that sounds.  Woooo..!