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I am writing this on my laptop, live from the Sahara hotel in Las Vegas,
Nevada. We are here for DEF CON III, the West Coast hacker gathering happening
every summer. It is 5:30am, and I'm preparing to crash out. We have had a
blast so far, and all I can say is that DEF CON can be one hell of a ride if
you get into it.
After a an excruciatingly long wait, DNA 22 is finally here. To all of its
readers, DNA offers its most sincere apology. Work, school, and various other
factors we were too lazy to put within out control delayed its release. But
it is out for all to see.
DNA 9 features articles on stealth TSR/Keystroke logger coding, civil rights
Column updates, full DEF-CON coverage, the continued adventures of K-Wrad
Anarchy Kid, and more.
A special feature this month is the bonus graphics section. Artwork by
Lyb->< is featured, as well as Telco images from Mexico. Full DEF-CON photo
coverage is also here in companion with the DNA review.
QUICK TIPS
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This month's quick tip comes from Kanji Man, and gives us some interesting
advice on numbers to avoid calling.
Subject: Police Response
Over here in Central Ohio, RedBoxing is reletively safe. In fact, many
truckers use them at truck stops (stand by the snack machine for awhile and
listen... beep beep beep beep beep!). Oh, and I assume everyone has seen
the classic "WarGames"? Well, that trick he did with the pop can lid still
works (at least here). Only, you cannot open the mic anymore, just yank the
cord to expose the wires and ground out the red one with a saftey pin.
Anywayz, a friend and myself were toying with some newly aquired line
equipment (courtesy unwilling ameritech) behind a strip of stores. Well,
apparently the column of keys on the handset with 2,5,8,and 0 was broken
because I was trying to dial 281-1111 (a local time and weather). I
couldn't get it to work right so I think, "Maybe it's an inside line, how
about dialing 9 to get out?" okok, so I should have known an inside line
wouldn't be out in a can, but it was late/early. Anywayz, for those who
havn't figured it out, I was repetedly calling 9-1-1! I called only 3 times
and by the time I figured out what was wrong, switched to another handset,
dialed some party lines in the bahamas, etc... and after the two of us sat
in the car for awhile talking, a paddy-wagon pulled up. We gave them a BS
story about the "construction" equipment in the back, and convinced them
that there was noone inside calling 9-1-1 they let us leave. My point is
that out here, the security is soo lax that it took them forever even for a
9-1-1 call... you think they are going to 'step-on-it' to see if some
suspicious looking person is using odd electrical equipment on a secluded
payphone? ehehe... No!
Kanji no Ningen
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For future CONers, here is some advice on what to take, brought to you by
Renegage.
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When going to a 'con, here's what we've found helpful in making your
cheaper-than-hell room cool:
-bring your pirate radio transmitter. We did! We got it running before the
con guys got thier T1 line running.
-colored lightbulbs make for nice ambience.
-bring a magnetic card reader, and a writer if you've got one. Or room keys
were magcard-based, and a cardwriter would have made things a lot
easier.
-don't forget the toothpaste! Vandal pierced his tongue and needed toothpase
BAD.
-bring a cellphone. Chances are someone there can chip it up for you.
-bring your keyboard. these shitty laptop boards just don't cut it for
writing on-site.
-bring a radio to test the transmitter, and a CD player to play stuff on the
air or in your room.
-speakers would be cool, but don't forget those pesky neighborswho WILL
complain.
-strobelights and lasers are way cool to play with. A laser pen (or tube)
bounced off the backside of someone's glasses frombehind is pesky
and untraceable.
-don't sleep.
-bring cables to network with friends and neighbors.
-bring toys to trade. I brought a 387 chip and now I get a laptop! I love
this game.
-electronic toys are fun. Between the four of us, we brought 5 redboxes, 3
beige boxes, 6.5MHz crystals, 12-way phone splitters, modems, 3
laptops, a minidisk player, a cellphone, 4 pagers, a TENS unit, a
radio transmitter and 2-meter antenna, ECM stuff, 400MHz retro
pagers, 48G calculators to trade calculator warez, a laser pen, a 4mW
laser tube, a soldering iron, a DMM, numerous power supplies and
invertors to run it all, and lotsa tools to make it all go.
-stealing cable is amusing.
-make stickers to tag and flyers to pass.
-bring posters and lotsa Do Not Disturb signs so the fucking room service
will go away.
-dress obnoxiously.
-ignore the people who need to be cool by wearing the most *in* shirt. Who
fucking cares?
-bring a camera. You'llbe doing cool shit, and you need incriminating
evidence.
-rape this place. Las Vegas is hell on earth. Even Ghod hates it- just look
notice the weather.
-if you wanna crash in the daytime, cardboard works well.
Read on, and enjoy the mag! We apologize profusely for the lack of a release
in the last few months, but we are back and better than ever. See ya around
the Datasphere!
-Arclight
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DNA/Digital Decay Rave or
Bringing in the New Year hacker style
Coverage by Arclight and Henge
written 6/95
On New Year's Eve of this year, DNA sponsored a techno-rave for all BBS
users on the member boards. The event took place inside of a concrete room
within a storm drain tunnel, and it was billed as a Pagan ritual to technology.
The event was a hit, and another one is in the works. The following is a reprint
of the DNA-Net ad, as well as a review by an attendee. Hopefully this will
give those in BBS land some ideas for their user meets. Read on!
Arclight
(Advert that appeared on DNA-Net 12/94)
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Attention! Attention! Achtung!
Digital Decay will be hosting a user party this coming New Years Eve. In
keeping with Anti-Everything theme we are proud of, the party will be a Pagan
Tribute to Technology.
This event will be a place for everyone to kick back, listen to cool
music, and eat/drink/be merry.
The main attraction, however, will be the sacrifices to technology. Every
hour until midnight, we will sacrifice one mahine or appliance, such as a TV,
Microwave, or Washer by destryoing it with hand tools and force. At midnight,
will be the final sacrifice and grand finale. (Complete with a cheasy
fireworks display.)
In order for this to be a success we need your cooperation. The following
things are desperately needed:
o Things to destroy, such as TVs, Toasters, and any type of appliance.
o A LARGE appliance to destroy as the finale, such as a Washing Machine,
Dishwasher, or any generally large item.
o Your suggestions on how to make it the best it can be.
If you have any appliances, computer junk, or anything you feel this party
needs, please speak up. The location of this bash will be announced a couple
of days prior. We will be meeting at someone's house (Probably in Fullerton
or near there) and proceding to the "site" from there.
This party is open to anyone, and is being hosted by Digital Decay,
Shipping & Receiving, and Demogorgon. Everyone is invited and it is free.
Enjoy!
Arclight
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Bucket man's description of what happened: (Taken from DNA-HACK 1/95)
Last year I was invited by Grand 11 to go skiing for Christmas/New Years.
We ended up staying New Years Eve in a hotel room, after the three beautiful
girls that had been staying in the room with us decided to leave and sleep
with somebody else. I had expected this new year to begin just as excitingly
as the last one had, but fortunately I was invited to a party...sort of.
I saw a post in the network area about a technological sacrifice, and
Light Ray more or less invited the two of us along for the trip. Though a last
minute change of plan prevented Light Ray from actually attending, Pooh Bear
and I did decide to go. We arrived at ArcLight's house around 9:15, and his
mother gave us directions to where the main group had relocated to. Her
irections led us to a sewer tunnel. Great. We walked through total darkness,
hunched over for several minutes and decided that maybe we weren't going the
right way. We were right. Backtracking, we found another likely spot, and
followed it to a large semi-circle sewer tunnel with an arrow and a light
stick taped to the wall. We went through that until the water got about 7
inches deep, then turned back, very dissapointed. On the way back to the car,
we saw three people who could easily pass for typical modem geeks and
decided to ask them if there was another way to get to the party. Now, keep in
mind that I was dressed in my black trenchcoat and combat boots, Pooh Bear
is on the plus side of massive and it's about 10:00 at night. We were about
100 yards away and had to run after them to catch up...then when we were
about 50 feet away slowed down to catch up the rest of the way at a brisk
walk. They noticed this. They did not seem happy about it. Eventually, we
did sort out that we weren't out to kill them, and got the directions.
We ended up in a parking lot standing next to a fence with signs on it
declaring the opposite side to be Federal Property. (You know, don't go in
here or else we'll prosecute you and put you in a room with Bubba...) We
hopped it and went oevr a hill of rocks only to arrive at a rather large dam.
We went down the hill, trundled through some unidentifiable muck, through the
bars, and up a semi-ladder thing into a 30x30x30 cement chamber with a big
slab of cement in the middle and a few chains going through it. Here, we found
the party.
By the time we arrived, most of the computer equipment had already been
sacrificed, as evidenced by the piles of twisted metal and 5.25" disks. We
talked for a little while, somebody passed around a plastic bottle labeled:
"Urine Sample Test for Hepatitus B: Indeterminate" (I still don't know what
was actually in there, but I'm guessing either vodka or champagne.) Someone
else lit off a bottle rocket, and Arclight introduced me to the fine art of
floppy disk shuriken wars. Eventually, we packed up the gear and trash, and
made our way to the top of the dam for the finale, pushing a small tv off
what reminded me of a man-made cliff and watching it shatter on the rocks
below.
Much better than sitting in a hotel room.
Bucket Man,