US Kills Afghan Civilians

The AP reports that a false positive led to a US attack on innocent civilians in Afghanistan:

An American bombing that killed up to 90 Afghan civilians last month was based on false information provided by a rival tribe and did not kill a single Taliban fighter, the president’s spokesman said Sunday.

The claim contradicted a U.S. contention that the Aug. 22 raid on the western village of Azizabad killed up to 35 Taliban fighters.

Although the new more sophisticated campaigns are a big improvement over prior years of conventional warfare they are not without serious risk. It should be obvious that to make progress, intelligence gathering has to be able to factor in social issues such as rivalries and politics in order to determine military targets and potential for “blow back”.

I am reminded of this again today, when looking at first-person photographs of the US bombing campaign in Somalia:

People walk through rubble after U.S. war planes killed an Islamist rebel said to be al Qaeda’s leader in Somalia and as many as 30 other people in Dusamareb, May 1, 2008. REUTERS/Abdi Guled

Information integrity is a cornerstone of intelligence-based warfare. A related problem, I have noticed recently, is pressure in American politics by those who say they are defiant and suspicious of “highly-educated” people and anyone who presents a data or fact-based approach to problems. I think some Americans approach food in a way that is an apt metaphor for their military and political strategy:

We fry things nobody ever considered friable – things like cupcakes, banana sandwiches and batter dipped artificial cheese…even pickles.

Fire, ready, aim. Did I lose the good with the bad? Civilians? Facts? Unfortunate. Fry again.

Republican Sen. Lisa Murkowski of Alaska said that Palin and other critics were not helping the GOP by tossing out false claims. Portions of the Democratic health care bills “are bad enough that we don’t need to be making things up,” Murkowski said, invoking a phrase that Palin used in her resignation speech, when she asked the news media to “quit making things up.”

This is not to condemn firing or frying, but to say that both need to be handled with care and a focus on outcomes or they may makes things worse than what existed before. At this point I feel like taking this story into a historical reference to the Maginot-line but perhaps that will be a post for another day.

WordPress Flaw

Annoying? Yes, a URL flaw in the WordPress password reset should be on many to-do lists for today:

…a specially crafted URL could be requested that would allow an attacker to bypass a security check to verify a user requested a password reset. As a result, the first account without a key in the database (usually the admin account) would have its password reset and a new password would be emailed to the account owner. This doesn’t allow remote access, but it is very annoying.

Patch, patch, patch…

Edited to add: 11 Tips to Secure WordPress

Craig Haikus

One of my favorite things about Craigslist is the haiku discussion forum. Craig, clearly a fan, occaisonally posts one of his own to his blog. I noticed this one on his Facebook page

Fog rolls down the hills; In the bright sunshine; Back to customer service.

My first suggested revision

In the bright sunshine
Fog rolls down the hills above;
Complaints wait for me

This felt like there was too much perpetual action, so here’s my second attempt

Bright sun rays break through
Fog rolling down hills above;
Complaints wait for me

I would prefer to make complaints appear sudden and abrupt, but the fact is the sun has a more temporary impact in foggy San Francisco and I’m sure Craig deals with a never ending flow of customer service issues…. Maybe complaints isn’t the word Craig would prefer, knowing how much he appreciates his users. I also miss the imagery of sitting in the sun. Third attempt

In the bright sunshine
Fog rolling down hills above;
My inbox awaits

Something is still not quite there. Drawing from the more formal rules of Japanese haiku, my fourth attempt

In the bright sunshine
Summer fog rolls down the hills;
My inbox awaits