PHRACK Final
lbolla writes ""...a glorious era comes to an end. #63 will be _our_ last PHRACK RELEASE -- ever...
Phrackstaff is pleased to bring you _our_ last ever call for papers for the final release of phrack.
We are preparing for a hardcover and ezine release at a major hacker convention near you!
We ask everyone to submit a paper. Great care will be taken to ensure that only the best articles make it into PHRACK FINAL.""
With a list of possible submissions including:
- hacking
- phreaking
- spying
- carding
- reverse engineering
- anarchy
- conspiracy
could all get you labeled as a terrorist, charged by the DMCA, and in general land you in GITMO. The homeland security bill and other draconian laws are the reason why this will be the last Phreak ezine. This is because all the good hackers have gone underground (any of these themes remind you of Farenheit 451?).
It's sad when the free exchange of information, ideas, and determining security exploits outside of anonymity could get you into lots of trouble.
I've always gotten a kick out of this article in the first issue of PHRACK:
http://www.phrack.org/show.php?p=1&a=7
In it, the poster spells out a recipe for an acetylene balloon bomb. Fill up a plastic bag with acetylene, put some rocks in it, put some of those little fun-spans in it, then throw it out the window... Always cracks me up when I think about some fucktard throwing fun-snaps into a bag filled with rocks and acetylene/oxygen...
Maybe it's because of articles like this that PHRACK is dead.
bash: rtfm: command not found
It was in this way that I came to an understaning that technology is not read-only; not simply a malevolent behemoth controlled by presidents and CEO's to manipulate a passive citizenry; but is in fact waiting to be created and tinkered with by such inquiring minds as my (former) self. Although my initial motives may have been anti-social I have since been able to contribute to society in a way that is, on balance, positive. I hope PHRACK continues to inspire others in the same way.
That and Steven Levy's Hackers probably saved me from a destiny as an ineffectual philosophy professor or some other brand of malcontent fat-assed intellectual.