"The amusement quickly turned to anxiety. Doe, then living in Santa Clara, Calif., had just accepted a job in the network-security division of a Seattle software company. (He is able to work using a pair of computer programs that read his e-mails aloud and magnify a portion of his computer screen.) The mere suggestion that he swaps illicit smut online could jeopardize his career."
"'I didn't have time to set up the wireless network in my old apartment,' he says. 'I was working 18-hour days so I just told my wife to go to Best Buy and pick up a router. She installed it, hit next, next, finish, and boom, that was it. We lived in a very upscale building, there was no riffraff. We just assumed we didn't have anything to worry about.'"
Isn't the fact that he's working in network security and didn't secure his own wireless network, assuming there was nothing to worry about, much more damaging to his career than whatever porn he may or may not have pirated.