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Technical Review for Red Hat Linux 9
ewilts writes "Dax Kelson from Guru Labs has posted a technical review for Red Hat Linux 9. It's a definite read if you want to get away from the marketing fluff that focuses on eye-candy and instead read about the release from a sysadmin's point-of-view."
C'mon! It's April 1st...aren't these supposed to be modded up to 5 today!? ...ah how I long for the good old days!
SARS is killing everybody.
Dank je wel Meneer!
Vomit on me! I fail it!
Chorus:
I'm a big fat fool.
Yes, that's right.
I'm gay.
You might, you might.
Call me homo-SEXual.
Oh yeah, baby.
Goatse.cx, goatse.cx
In the ass tonight.
Rock on baby.
Chorus:
I'm a big fat fool.
Yes, that's right.
I'm gay.
Poopy on me.
Poopy on you.
Oh yeah, baby.
You like it too.
My piss and poo.
Rock on baby.
Chorus:
I'm a big fat fool.
Yes, that's right.
I'm gay.
Chorus:
I'm a big fat fool.
Yes, that's right.
I'm gay.
... is what Monsieur Chirac says to his favorite Uncle Saddam! M. Chirac smiles, almost in a pleading manner, as if silently begging his Sugar Daddy Saddam to give his brave country even more lucrative Food For Oil contracts and nuclear power plant construction contracts.
"Nein! I like to eat his sperm BETTER!" interrupts Herr Schroeder immediately, peering anxiously at his Sugar Daddy Saddam, worried that his rival may gain even a temporary advantage in receiving the great leader's favor!
Little Monsieur Chirac and little Herr Schroeder get to feel like such big boys when they're around their favorite Uncle! They just wish they didn't have to have their Uncle's icky penis in their mouths so often! "Here," they both offer, chiming up at the same time, "take our wives, instead! You'll like them much better! Or how about our own children? Most of them are still underage! Anything you want, Uncle Saddam, you can certainly have. Because we're the LEADERS of our proud countries, each the product of CENTURIES of cultural progress!"
Eat 'em dry bitches
Every single article posted is completely inaccessible until hours after the posting.
I'd rather be somewhere where more of the chaff wasn't present, I think. Recommendations solicited.
Last night, some fellow trolls and I were discussing the possibly of implementing a Beowolf type system using the FreeBSD operating system. As any troll will tell you, FreeBSD is a far more powerful system than Lunix. Apple obviously agrees given that FreeBSD comprises the underlying Unix system of Mac OS X. Linux is basically for kids and drop out CS majors.
/. Lunix user comments. Of course, we Trolls will be snickering, because we all know that a Goatse.cx cluster would kick the crap out of a Beowolf cluster.
The trouble is, Beowolf is currently a Linux-only solution. Although it can be implemented in BSD, it's name will need to be changed to differentiate it from said Linux variant. Given that BSD is the OS of choice by Trolls, it seems only fair then that Beowolf on BSD should be called Goatse.cx, in honor of Trolls everywhere.
Then, on Slashdot, you see a plethora of comments to the tune of "Imagine a Goatse.cx cluster of these..." along with the lame "Imagin a Beowolf cluster fo these..." misspelled
Just my two cents.
George W. Bush was lying in bed with Donald Rumsfeld after
another sizzling exchange of molten wad. "Donny-Rum," as the President
liked to call Rumsfeld after a fierce bout of anal sex "do you think we'll
ever free the Iraqi oil?" Rumsfeld thought for a moment, a tear formed in
his eye. "This is the first time I've seen real neural activity in that ol'
noggin' of yours. Maybe our anal adventures are causing long-domant cells
to spark to life. Here, let me please my Commander in Chief again."
Rumsfeld fondled the President's testicles. Slowly but surely blood
started to flow into the penis of the most powerful man on the planet.
Donald Rumsfeld flicked his tongue across the head of Bush's penis, a droplet
of pre-cum oozed out. "Mmmm..." Rumsfeld moaned "Salty, just like Ashcroft's...
Bush pulled back "What do you mean 'Ashcroft'? Have you been fellating him
as well?" Rumsfeld blushed "Well sir, I was hoping we could get a threesome
happening once we take the Iraqi oil and was just trying to get John into it."
Bush teared up again and hugged Rumsfeld "I love you Don!"
Date: Tue, 1 Apr 2003 2:11 PM
To: "Customer Awareness Forum" bugtraq@securityfocus.com
Subject: serious vulnerability present. all doomed. over.
S.E.L.L. -- ADVISORY NUMBER 4F4E45 --
"We totally deny the allegations, and we're trying to identify the allegators."
S.E.L.L disclosure timeline:
01/05/99: vulnerability identified and tested by S.E.L.L.
01/06/99: S.E.L.L. customers notified
01/06/99: oh, and I told my wife, she said it's silly
05/15/99: we got our tester out on bail
12/20/02: still don't get any respect from wife
03/30/03: vendors notified
04/01/03: public disclosure
Synopsis and impact:
A distributed denial of service condition is present in the election system in many polypartisan democratic countries. A group of determined but unskilled and not equipped low-income individuals, usually between 0.05% and 2% of overall population of the country, can cause serious disruptions or even a complete downfall of the democratic system and its institutions, and wreak havoc and destruction without using any force.
This is considerably less than the majority of voters required in more conventional attacks, at least in this social group.
The attack is generally difficult to prevent once occurs, since it is not possible to make immediate changes to election ordinances, especially once the process have started. Changes are often required to be passed at least one year before taking any effect. As such, patching the bug might take a considerable amount of time, perhaps also sufficient for the country to fall into chaos and oblivion, and for things of unspeakable horror to happen to all people like you and me.
Our company supports and takes pride in responsible and accurate vulnerability reporting.
Not vulnerable:
Attack details:
The attack relies on the fact that numerous election ordinances require a certain number of voter signatures to be collected in order for a candidate or a party to enter elections and be placed on a national election list.
This approach is generally non-discriminatory, and it is impossible to deny the right to be included on such a list for an otherwise eligible individual who collected a given number of verifiable signatures. Most countries do not implement a regulation that requires all votes on all lists to be unique - so a single person can change his or her mind and support two candidates. This is because of the difficulty of cross-verification - most election procedures must still rely on manual checking - and the possibility of malicious action of a hostile voter, of course.
Depending on the election level - local, parliament or presidential - a different number of signatures has to be collected. The number is usually everywhere from 0.05% to 2% of the total population - typical figures are 1000-10000 (common for parliament), or 100000-1000000 (presidential) for a medium to large country of 10-50 million citizens.
In our example, we use parliament elections where the minimum is set at 10000. In order for the attack to be successful, the attacker would have to find that many co-conspirators - usually not impossible, since many voters are dissatisfied with the system or life in general, or can be bribed or tricked into signing a list. A careful attacker might choose a larger number of co-conspirators to decrease the chances of the attack being detected in routine signature validation phase. This could lead to all conspirators being charged on the grounds of conspiracy to overthrow the government - although charging all 10001+ conspirators might be an
"The lesson to be learned is not to take the comments on slashdot too literally." --Vinnie Falco, BearShare
If anyone reading this is really familiar with my zine, you'll definitely notice a lot of similar phrases and ideas between this piece and things in my zine. I actually just rediscovered it today (March 3, 1999) but I wrote this on September 27, 1992, almost seven years ago. In a way, it's a precursor to a lot of stuff I say in the zine and I swear I didn't change a word. Parts of it are a little weak or not fully fleshed out, but to be honest, this is not intended to be serious social criticism. This is posted because I think it's kind of cute how naive I was about some things and how often I return to familiar themes. If anyone thinks that my zine identity is a recent creation, or, god forbid, some bullshit rip-off of zine writers whose work is similar (but much weaker or less sincere than mine), I want you to know that I've always been like this, and here's my proof. You'll also notice that I make reference to a lot of things that happened around the time that I wrote this, but the sad reality is that very little has changed. Here in New York the cops recently pumped 41 bullets at an unarmed black guy in his own building and have yet to say anything about it. A friend of mine said not too long ago that a lot of my work is overintroduced, but even though I think I introduce just about the right amount, I'm gonna quit here before the intro gets longer than the piece.
Yours Truly: The Lost Chapter or, America
"In Dr. Johnson's famous dictionary
patriotism is defined as
the last resort of a scoundrel.
With all due respect to an enlightened
but inferior lexicographer,
I beg to submit that it is the first."
Ambrose Bierce
"Older man declare war.
But it is youth that must fight and die."
Herbert Hoover
Seeing those teary-eyed immigrants gratefully saying the Pledge of Allegiance, I used to wonder why anyone would want to be called an American, What does America stand for? I used to think that it stood for opportunity, equality and justice. The older I get I think that America stands for greed, arrogance and hypocrisy. When I went to Australia last year I was amazed by what people told me they thought about America. The younger people dreamed of going to Los Angeles or New York, imaging them as places filled with excitement and glamour. The older people thought of America as the world's cop and the biggest bully there ever was. They felt that America was like Rome in the days before it fell, full of criminals, festering in garbage.
Most people I have met think of America as being number one, yet I don't really know what the contest was. Certainly we are a leader in the amount of homicides, and the number of guns. We make the most movies and television shows, but not necessarily the best. We smoke the most pot, snort the most lines, mainline the most smack, while hypocritically denouncing drug producing countries. Odds are good that our government may even have been involved in dealing and importing drugs.
What is the history of America? The original settlers slaughtered the Indians, enslaved the Africans and plundered the continent. We loudly criticize other countries for their human rights violations while just thirty years ago our police allowed German Shepherds to attack unarmed protesters. Just one year ago the world watched in horror as a crowd of white police officers kicked the crap out of an unarmed black man, and then were found to be guilty of nothing.
So why do some people want so much to be a part of it, while many others start to sound like the youth in Germany, "America for Americans." I think that being American is a state of mind, not necessarily the words on your passport. I think the problem, especially for the 'patriotic' types, is in priority. What we define ourselves as being reflects how we see other people. These people see themselves as Americans first, perhaps men second, perhaps fathers third, and farmers fourth. The politically active might set up a different set of identity. They might be gay first, vegetarian second,
Oh yes I am oh yes I am! I love to nibble cock... nibble nibble nibble. Oh the hell with it!!! I'm just gonna stuff your rod in my mouth!! Glormph!! Mmmm.... Sumph BonUm