More than 2000 years later, some little stream of computer bits (they're just ones and zeros, for crying out loud!), gets into our computer and fouls things up. And we get to thank the Greeks for naming that little stream of malicious software. We've been infected by a Trojan Horse.
We won't go into the nuts and bolts (and 1's and 0's) of it, but we were able to clean up our computer by using:
Spybot
AdAware
Malwarebytes' Anti-Malware
Spyware Detector
(Our Trend Micro PC-cillin failed to stop the Trojan from entering our computer gates)
So, I'm tempted to update all the kids and grandkids with our scheme for getting rid of the Trojan. But, I think they're ahead of us on the computer curve. At least they think they are. If so, maybe they'll browse this blog and learn a thing or two about effective malicious software removal tools.
Okay, now that the nasty Trojan business has been taken care of, let's end on poem, in a style from the other side of the world from Greece and Troy. Japan. Gotta love those haiku poems.
So, here's a picture and a haiku for the kids and grandkids.

Haiku (I can, can you?)
Knuckles white on bar;
training wheels came off today;
Dad holds wrench, arms crossed.
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