Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead. In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger; Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood, Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage; Then lend the eye a terrible aspect; Let pry through the portage of the head Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it As fearfully as doth a galled rock O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean. Sometimes… the bad guys get in. It happens. When it happens, we need the people who know how to shut down the villainous behavior, fix what’s broken and prevent it from happening again. Was it a hack? Was it a breach? Is there a difference? Does the difference matter? When the data is compromised, it is too late to worry about who did what and why they did it. It is time to repair the damage. For that… you...