The tragedy of my personal commons
So for as long as I’ve had it, I’ve kept my wireless network unprotected, as my contribution to the common digital infrastructure. Never seemed to be a problem, except for the occasional car parked outside the house on what is a too-busy street for such a thing.
Two nights ago, though, Lori and I were watching the season finale of Lost, and kept having bandwidth issues. After givign up and going to watch 30 Rock, and encountering the same issues on the NBC site, I realized the probelm had to be local. I put a password on the wireless network, and the problem vanished.
Now I don’t know for sure, but it certainly seems as though someone was using way more than their share of free internet access. The whole thing makes me a little sad. Why can’t we all just get along?