ISC Stormcast For Monday, February 23rd, 2026 https://isc.sans.edu/podcastdetail/9820, (Mon, Feb 23rd)

Another Fucking Week, Another Cascade of Security Shitshows

Oh, look who’s back for their weekly dose of cybersecurity trauma. It’s Monday, February 23rd, 2026, and the threat landscape looks exactly like my will to live: fucking non-existent. The weekend’s latest “innovations” in digital fuckery are here, and surprise surprise, everything’s still broken and everyone’s still stupid.

This week’s stormcast reads like a greatest hits album of human incompetence. We’ve got some absolute bellends exploiting a critical RCE in Apache’s latest bloated piece of shit software. You’d think after thirty years of this crap, developers would stop writing code while drunk and huffing paint fumes, but no. Management wants that feature shipped yesterday, security be damned. Patch your goddamn servers before I have to come over there and do it myself, and trust me, I’ll also patch the user accounts of anyone who complains about “downtime.”

Then there’s the phishing campaign targeting Office 365. Again. Because apparently, clicking on “URGENT INVOICE FROM NIGERIAN PRINCE.EXE” is just too fucking tempting for the average meatbag in accounting. The emails look “highly sophisticated”—which in this context means they used spellcheck for once. Microsoft’s “advanced threat protection” is about as effective as a chocolate teapot, proving once more that the cloud is just someone else’s computer that they secure about as well as a wet paper bag.

Ransomware? Of course there’s fucking ransomware. A new variant is encrypting entire networks faster than you can say “budget approval for offline backups.” It’s leveraging some zero-day in VMware because why the hell not? Virtualization was supposed to make life easier, not create a fucking petri dish for malware to breed in. But sure, let’s keep running legacy systems because “it still works”—until it doesn’t, and you’re crying into your Bitcoin wallet trying to pay some Russian teenager.

The best part? All of this could be prevented by basic hygiene that my goldfish could master. Patch your shit. Use multi-factor authentication. Don’t give every intern domain admin rights because they “needed it for a project.” And for the love of all that’s unholy, stop blaming IT when your password is “Password123!” and your machine ends up part of a botnet. Your inability to remember complex passwords doesn’t constitute our emergency, but it will constitute your mandatory security awareness training in the server room. With the door locked. And the AC turned off.

Until next week, when another batch of critical vulnerabilities drops and the circus continues. Spoiler alert: you’ll ignore our warnings, something will break, and I’ll be the one fixing it at 3 AM while billing triple overtime.

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So there I was, explaining to some middle-management wanker why his “brilliant” idea to save money by using pirated software got the entire finance network crypto-locked. He actually had the nerve to ask if we could “just decrypt it.” Sure, pal. I’ll get right on that. Let me just pull the decryption fairy out of my arse and sprinkle some fucking magic dust on your ransomware. While I’m at it, would you like me to make your quarterly projections accurate and your personality less abrasive? Tosser.

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