One in two French people’s data was stolen in a major cybersecurity breach - the largest ever in France - leaving 33 million at risk.

Over 33 million people in France - nearly half of its population - have been impacted by the country’s biggest-ever cyberattack.

Two French service providers for medical insurance companies were targeted, with the companies admitting that millions of people’s data were potentially exposed to the hackers.

“This is the first time there has been a breach on such a scale,” Yann Padova, a lawyer specialising in digital data protection and former Secretary General of the French data protection authority (CNIL) told French broadcaster Franceinfo on Thursday.

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    1810 months ago

    French security:

    FRENCH GUARD: Allo! Who is eet?

    ARTHUR: It is King Arthur, and these are my Knights of the Round Table. Whose castle is this?

    FRENCH GUARD: This is the castle of my master, Guy de Loimbard.

    ARTHUR: Go and tell your master that we have been charged by God with a sacred quest. If he will give us food and shelter for the night, he can join us in our quest for the Holy Grail.

    FRENCH GUARD: Well, I’ll ask him, but I don’t think he’ll be very keen. Uh, he’s already got one, you see.

    ARTHUR: What?

    GALAHAD: He says they’ve already got one!

    ARTHUR: Are you sure he’s got one?

    FRENCH GUARD: Oh, yes. It’s very nice-a. (I told him we already got one.)

    FRENCH GUARDS: [chuckling]

    ARTHUR: Well, u-- um, can we come up and have a look?

    FRENCH GUARD: Of course not! You are English types-a!

    ARTHUR: Well, what are you, then?

    FRENCH GUARD: I’m French! Why do think I have this outrageous accent, you silly king-a?!

    GALAHAD: What are you doing in England?

    FRENCH GUARD: Mind your own business!

    ARTHUR: If you will not show us the Grail, we shall take your castle by force!

    FRENCH GUARD: You don’t frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your bottom, sons of a silly person. I blow my nose at you, so-called Arthur King, you and all your silly English k-nnnnniggets. Thpppppt! Thppt! Thppt!

    GALAHAD: What a strange person.

    ARTHUR: Now look here, my good man–

    FRENCH GUARD: I don’t wanna talk to you no more, you empty headed animal food trough wiper! I fart in your general direction! Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!

    GALAHAD: Is there someone else up there we could talk to?

    FRENCH GUARD: No. Now, go away, or I shall taunt you a second time-a!