Oh Fucking Joy, The EU Discovered Cars Have Computers

Great. Just fucking great. The bureaucratic mandarins in Brussels have finally pulled their heads out of their collective regulatory arses long enough to notice that modern cars aren’t just mechanical death traps anymore—they’re rolling surveillance devices with more vulnerabilities than a Windows XP box at a hacker convention.

Apparently, the geniuses at the UNECE—that’s United Nations Economic Commission for Experts-in-Making-My-Life-Difficult—have decreed that starting now, car manufacturers need actual cybersecurity management systems. Because apparently, the previous strategy of “hope the CAN bus doesn’t get pwned by a twelve-year-old with a laptop” wasn’t working out so well.

These new rules—UN R155 and R156 for those of you who give a shit—mean that every bloody automaker now needs certified processes for managing cyber risks, monitoring attacks, and pushing over-the-air updates. Oh, and they need to secure the entire supply chain, which is hilarious considering most car parts come from vendors who think “encryption” is something you do to a hard drive with a hammer.

Type approval now depends on proving your electric toy car won’t get bricked by some script kiddie in Minsk. And if they fuck it up? Fines that would make even a banker weep. As if that’ll stop them from shipping vehicles running on firmware held together with digital duct tape and prayers.

Truth is, these regulations are about as welcome as a root canal, but slightly more necessary. We’ve got vehicles on the road with more attack surface than a public-facing Oracle database, and the manufacturers’ idea of security was changing the default Bluetooth PIN from “0000” to “1234.” At least now they’ll have to pretend to care before some teenager disables the brakes via the infotainment system.

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Speaking of vehicular stupidity, reminds me of the time I “borrowed” the CEO’s Tesla for a firmware audit. Management wanted to know if the autopilot was secure. I wanted to know if I could make the seat heaters melt the synthetic leather while playing “Highway to Hell” at maximum volume through the external speakers. Turns out both were possible, and now there’s a very expensive German sedan sitting in the underground garage with a permanently welded driver’s seat and a stereo that only plays AC/DC. The CEO still thinks it was a “manufacturing defect.” The bastard had it coming—he kept parking in my spot.

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