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Usenix and EFF Reps Talk About VW's Attempt to Suppress a Presentation (Video)
You may have read about this on Slashdot: Three researchers were going to present a paper next week at the USENIX Security '13 conference about security holes they found in one of Volkswagen's anti-theft systems, but a British court said they couldn't. One of the presenters works at a British university, and the court may have jurisdiction over him. The other two are not U.K. residents, and the Usenix conference is being held in Washington D.C., so jurisdiction questions are flying thick and fast. Amusingly, whether the paper is published and presented or not, the security holes and crack codes it is supposed to contain have been available on the Internet for quite a while, so bad guys who want to learn about them most likely have done so already. Then, last week, we heard that one of the presenters was going to show up at the conference and possibly ignore the injunction. Meanwhile, USENIX co-executive director Casey Henderson and EFF intellectual property director Corynne McSherry talked with Slashdot's Timothy Lord via Zoom and discussed this situation, and how this sort of problem might be prevented in the future.
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I think I just did.
Could I get a tl:dr version of this?
btw, i ate out your grandpas ass!!!
ENOUGH OF THIS GAY BANTER, ON WITH THE TROLLING!!!
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When I think of dirty old men, I think of Ike Thomas and when I think about Ike I get a hard-on that won't quit.
Sixty years ago, I worked in what was once my Grandfather's Greenhouses. Gramps had died a year earlier and Grandma, now in her seventies had been forced to sell to the competition. I got a job with the new owners and mostly worked the range by myself. That summer, they hired a man to help me get the benches ready for the fall planting.
Ike always looked like he was three days from a shave and his whiskers were dirty white, shaded by the brim of his battered felt fedora.
He did not chew tobacco but the corners of his mouth turned down in a way that, at any moment, I expected a trickle of thin, brown juice to creep down his chin. His bushy, brown eyebrows shaded pale, gray eyes.
The old-timer extended his hand, lifted his leg like a dog about to mark a bush and let go the loudest fart I ever heard. The old fellow then winked at me, "Ike Thomas is the name and playing pecker's my game."
I thought he said, "Checkers." I was nineteen, green as grass. I said, "I was never much good at that game."
"Now me," said Ike, "I just love jumping men . . ."
"I'll bet you do."
". . . and grabbing on to their peckers," said Ike.
"I though we were talking about . . ."
"You like jumping old men's peckers?"
I shook my head.
"I reckon we'll have to remedy that." Ike lifted his right leg and let go another tremendous fart. "He said, "We best be getting to work."
That summer of 1941 was a more innocent time. I learned most of the sex I knew from those little eight pager cartoon booklets of comic-page characters going at it. Young men read them in the privacy of an outside john, played with themselves, by themselves and didn't brag about it. Sometimes, we got off with a trusted friend and helped each other out.
Under the greenhouse glass, the temperature sometimes climbed over the hundred degree mark. I had worked stripped to the waist since April and was as brown as a berry. On only his second day on the job and in the middle of August, Ike wore old fashioned overalls. Those and socks in his high-top work shoes was every stitch he wore. When he bent forward, the bib front billowed out and I could see the white curly hairs on his chest and belly.
"Me? I just love to eat pussy!" Ike licked his lips from corner to corner then sticking his tongue out far enough that the tip could touch the end of his nose. He said, A man's not a man till he knows first hand, the flavor of a lady's pussy."
"People do that?"
He winked. "Of course the taste of a hard cock ain't to be sneezed at neither. Now you answer me, yes or no. Does a man's cock taste salty or not?"
"I never . . ."
"Well, old Ike's willing to let you find out."
"No way."
"Just teasing," said Ike. "But don't give me no sass or I'll show you my ass." He winked. "Might show it to you anyway, if you was to ask."
"Why would I do that?"
"Curiosity, maybe. I'm guessing you never had a good piece of man ass."
"I'm no queer."
"Now don't be getting judgmental. Enjoying what's at hand ain't being queer. It's taking pleasure where you find it with anybody willing." Ike slipped a hand into the side slit of his overalls and I could tell he was fondling and straightening out his cock. "Now I admit I got me a hole that satisfied a few guys."
I swallowed, hard.
Ike winked. "Care to be asshole buddies?"
***
We worked steadily until noon. Ike drew a worn pocket watch from the bib pocket of his loose overalls and croaked, "Bean time. But first its time to reel out our limber hoses and make with the golden arches before lunch."
I followed Ike to the end of the greenhouse where he stopped at the outside wall of the potting shed. He
1 minute and 11 seconds of forced advertisement in the video made me just ignore the video in its entirety, as well as the transcript underneath.
Amount of time and money wasted discussing the legal ramifications of blocking a presenation on this hypothetical exploit = countless
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Barbra Streisand, white phone please.
Congrats, corporate entity... you have now increased the audience by at least one order of magnitude,
The trash is better than this summary, video, and transcript. Will somebody please save us from Dice, I'm watching /. die.
They can have my command prompt when they pry it from my cold dead fingers.
Fucktard Timothy opens with "..., I don’t know if censorship is exactly the right word for it, but an incident that recently took place to do with publication of some security information – can you talk about what happened exactly?"
In whose deluded mind would censorship NOT be "exactly the right word for it"??
Three days from now?? Thats tomorrow!! ~Peter Griffin
have been available on the Internet for quite a while,
If you are going to make a statement like this, shouldn't it link to the information it claims is available? After all, the all powerful Brits didn't order you not to release the information, did they?
I'm an American. I love this country and the freedoms that we used to have.
My schooling was a long time ago, but as best I remember, a court order is issued by a court, and the courts are part of the government.
I'm an American. I love this country and the freedoms that we used to have.
Under treaty the uk has with the merkins were we ship them our ufo nuts to get the death penalty because the average American military man isnt up to using a password securel.
Our German wing nut has the right to request they being the defendants (this being the uk after all) are haphazardly renditioned to Wales (our beta version of Gitmo) were the Home secretary can spend the next 15 years failing to get them convicted,
> director Corynne McSherry talked with Slashdot's Timothy Lord
I first read that as "Slashdot's Time Lord..."
"Well, that's rather arrogant of him."
(-1: Post disagrees with my already-settled worldview) is not a valid mod option.
God. Fucking. Damnit.
1 minute unskippable ad. Ok, i'll mute it and scroll down to comments. Scroll up, press play again(?), another ad. After all that the video isn't engaging or entertaining.
Shitty player is shitty.
Blatant adrevgrab is blatant.
Good god, after that long forced add I felt like throwing a dollar and shouting at the video like the whore it is.