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Business concept: This article is associated with my business idea for a Continuous Security & Compliance Intelligence. Why Compliance Evidence Should Already Exist There is a peculiar ritual that happens inside many companies before a security audit. People who normally build systems, operate networks, manage cloud infrastructure and develop software suddenly become evidence collectors. Someone asks whether multi-factor authentication is enabled. A screenshot is produced. Someone asks how backups are configured. An engineer exports a report. Someone asks whether privileged accounts are reviewed. A spreadsheet appears. Someone asks for evidence that vulnerabilities are being managed. Tickets are collected. Someone asks when a particular configuration was changed. Logs have to be searched. Someone asks whether an employee who left three months ago still has access to anything. Several people begin checking. Then all of this information is placed into folders, spreadsheets, t...

This morning we woke up in our house in Chișinău. What a marvellous feeling. For months the house has primarily been a renovation project: builders, materials, furniture, problems to solve, things to buy, things to correct and an apparently endless list of details before we could really live here. This weekend, however, we finally crossed that rather important line between working on the house and actually living in the house . And this morning we slept until 08:30. That alone felt like an achievement. The luxury of sleeping until 08:30 We have been staying with Vita's parents while the work here progressed. They are very nice people and have looked after us extremely well, but their house comes with a completely different morning schedule. There is a rooster that apparently considers 05:00 the correct time to announce the beginning of civilisation, while the local dogs seem to regard most of the night as an appropriate period for extended...

What a difference a day makes. Yesterday evening, I was writing about one of the most frustrating weeks I have experienced since moving to Moldova. More than 24 hours without electricity, months of questionable explanations, and the growing conviction that we simply could not continue living at Vita's parents' house while waiting for our renovation in Chișinău to be completed. Today, Saturday, 10 October, was a completely different story. A car loaded with our belongings, some shopping, a beautiful new wooden deck, one of the best showers I have had in almost ten years, a restaurant experience I would rather forget, a Georgian ballet performance, and a lovely walk through central Chișinău. And somewhere in the middle of all that, I apparently tried to zoom in on a theatre stage with my fingers. Yes. Seriously. But let me start from the beginning. Saturday morning: Let's see if we can actually live here We got up early and began loading th...

What a week. What a week! There are weeks when everything seems to go wrong, and then there are weeks when you begin seriously questioning how certain things can possibly function the way they do. This was one of those weeks. We are still living at Vita's parents' house in Dumbrava, outside Chișinău, while the renovation of our own place in the city approaches completion. What was supposed to be a temporary arrangement has lasted considerably longer than I would have liked. Living with family is one thing. Living with family while dealing with an unreliable electricity supply, a completely opaque local arrangement for providing that electricity, and an extraordinary reluctance to question anything is something else entirely. By Friday evening, I had reached my limit. Tuesday: The electricity disappears. Again. On Tuesday, 6 October, the electricity went off around noon. Nothing particularly unusual about that, unfortunately. Since April, we h...