|In addition to Chankardian Maxims & Quotes
[currently totaling at 86], featured at Eyeful Tower,
there are also various Chankardian theories and analysis. This
is the anecdotal tale of the name's origins. IT pros will get the
most out of this, as there's a serious domain security tip.
"Civilians" can safely ignore those details and still enjoy the
ironies and humour.
So you've been noticing
several mentioning of the Chankardian school of thought, the "ancient"
philosophy (or so you assume). Are you a bit puzzled? Let me start by
telling you, it's a fictitious name. I'd call it an "administrative label"
in scientific terms. It's used for convenience, and humorous effects.
The legend of Chankardians...
When I first met Vicky, her favorite
stuff toy (what we call stuffed animal here in the U.S.) was Thumper
(the rabbit). She even sent me my very own, and it became a full-fledge member of the
It started out as an inside joke. It went something like: Did you do
that? Nope, did you? Nope! Hmm... Must be Thumper then. Or, after
meeting some particularly timid company: Whew! She's as chatty as Thumper
(who is mute).
While giving our take on a certain gadget: The keys are so big, even Thumper can type on it! (he has
cute fat mitten paws, no disjointed fingers.) We've also been known
to substitute the politically incorrect references of "airhead" with
allusion to Thumper, who has recycled cotton for brain. You get the
idea... Of course, in all seriousness, it amounts to a
large heap of fecal
matter, all in the name of good clean fun.
We have 12 systems running here at Bravo HQ, with an elaborate hierarchy
of subnets, and all sorts of O.S. and software
packages. All systems not particularly belonging to me or Vicky, are registered
to Thumper. Back when I registered the newly installed SBS Server 2003,
I spontaneously came up with "Thumper Chankard"―a perfect morph of
our surnames. He's "our poor monstrous offspring, neither Brito nor
Chino." Oops... Just leaked out yet another inside joke! He'll be getting junk
mail and credit card offers any day now.
When I was training Vicky on all the collaboration features of Outlook
and Exchange server, Thumper served as a convenient user to play out
all the scenarios of meeting invite, shared calendars, permissions granting,
delegation (send on behalf of). By the time we were done, the budding
novelist inside us had come up with a hilarious series of intricate events. Naturally, playing
Thumper does not risk confusion. We generally don't take any appointments
with him too seriously.
Thumper, being a bona fide domain user, is officially listed in
the Active Directory, and member of Intern security
group, which has clearance lower than the Staff
security group. Per security principles, one always authenticate at lowest
level possible, and escalate as required. While we're on-site at clients and
need to grab a tech reference, or jump on our SharePoint server, we'd
routinely login as Thumper. Clients often noticed that and get a chuckle out
Cute ice-breakers aside... In the unlikely event that the station we borrowed
happens to be compromised (by key loggers), only the intern-level account was
compromised, with harmless restricted access. The same disciplined
precautions are taken at time of system build. At no times were
actual staff- or admin-level credentials utilized on client systems, thereby
mitigating the risk of inadvertent, inappropriate credential caching.
corporate "family jewel" is safeguarded behind layers of
As you can see, Thumper Chankard has assumed a life of its own, and is
well entrenched in our daily lives, professional or private. And, yes
indeed, I have named my school of thought (which is entirely serious)
in honor of a toy rabbit. Guilty as charged. Some day I will act my age.
I know, I should be committed!
In closing, it's interesting to note what I manage to pull off by
mentioning Chankardians in a straight face. There are 4 typical reactions:
- Inquisitive mind... Huh? The what-dians?
- Indifference: Whatever.
- Where in the world did you learn that nonsense from?
- Pretend to know it: Oh yeah. Uh-huh...