Yes, you can crack PGP. It's completely unsafe to presume that it can't be done. You can't open an envelope without tampering with it, which is where PGP signatures come in.
I guess if you want to look at the utility aspects, PGP isn't designed to keep multiple items together, that's why we have tar.
Even if it is a bad analogy, isn't this a more reasonable viewpoint than the "fuck it, Uncle Sam's got us by the nuts, I give up" attitude espoused in the original post?
I can't remember where I read this analogy, but I'm pretty sure Zim came up with it:
You use envelopes, right? Why? Becuase you don't want everyone in the post office reading your mail. If you didn't care, you'd use postcards. Sure, the envelope isn't bulletproof, but it's enough to keep the casual snooper out. Same deal with PGP.
You're right, if the Man wants to read your email, he's going to do it. PGP isn't designed to be a totally secure system, just a mostly secure one.
It looks like they're pretty swamped. The download failed, and, after the third try told me that the link had expired.
We are sorry that we are unable to complete your download at this time. This download link expires three weeks from purchase and after three downloads.
I guess this means I've got to call their customer service deptartment today. So, you may want to wait a bit before buying.
The beta I've got for OS X doesn't expire until 12/06/2002, so I'm not totally screwed yet.
That's how it should be, anyway. If I ran things, the only crimes would be stupid shit (like sending spam), and the only punshments would be swift punches to the head. It would be a self-policing society if we got to carry out our own executive matters. Nobody would cut in line because they would know that the person they cut in front of now had every right to punch them in the head. This constant fear of getting punched would keep everyone from doing anything too stupid.
So what do you think? Is this system something you think people would adopt? Should I run for emperor of the planet earth next election?
"Do you, like, ever let people into your meat-locker to, like, uh, you know, fuck around with the meat?" I asked.
The short-haired Greek man looked at me strangely from behind the counter. Several of the waitresses glared in my direction.
"What you mean 'fuck around'?" the dumpy Greek asked.
"You know, like shovin' your dick in and out of the openings in the meat. Then, like, getting a bunch of smelly, sticky cream of tubesteak all over the junk that you grind into foodburgers," I informed him.
"Naw. We don't do that. You don't do that. Nobody do that," the imbecile claimed.
"I do that," I began, "and as a matter of fact, most of my pals do that too. We like it."
Overhearing our conversation, one of the waitresses gave me a sour look. She seemed to be acting like she was getting sick. The cook and the other two waitresses completely ignored everything except the random orders for patty melts and double cheeseburgers.
"Look, I don't wanna do nothin' weird or strange or anything. I just wanna fuck a bunch of meat that you got in your huge ol' meat locker. Listen, don't any of you stupid fuckers understand what I'm sayin'?" I stated in an agitated manner.
"Mister, people gotta eat my food. If you stick dick in food, no can eat. Frank lose money. No can do," the Greek said.
"How much money would you lose, bright eyes?" I asked.
"Big thing of cow cost Frank $220 for a half," Greek-man said.
"Well, I wanna fuck around with about 13 of them. Let's see...that's about $2860...and I'll give you...oh, let's see...$40 just for letting me do it, OK?"
"I dunno."
"OK. Look, I'll give you $3000 cash, RIGHT NOW, cause I like you an awful lot, and also cause I'm fucking sick and tired or trying to talk to you goddamn Greek half-wits."
The Greek seemed to ponder what I had said for a minute, or perhaps he was just wallowing in incomprehension. One waitress went into the back-room and loudly threw up.
"OK. But you give Frank money NOW."
I handed the three bills over to the fool and lifted up a section of the counter and walked into the walk-in freezer.
"OK, you can fuck with 13 sides of cow, but leave cheese and other gunk alone. OK?"
There was a wide variety of different kinds of food present in the walk-in freezer. Many, many eggs and other fine foods. I could see containers of pancake batter and butter. On the left was what I was after. Thirteen beautiful sides of beef!
I started to get a hard-on just looking at the beef!
"You got your cash. Get out of here!" I shouted at the geek.
I casually waltzed up to the nearest beef-side and began to sweet-talk it.
"Hi, new in town? Ever get into Satanism? Shit, you're cute."
The cool beef did not reply.
--Original story by Don Bolles
Call The Works BBS - 1600+ Textfiles! - [914]/238-8195 - 300/1200 - Always Open
Well, if you're sorry that you burst his bubble, why did you?
What is it about good jokes that makes insecure people like yourself feel the need to retalliate with bubble bursting? Can't you accept the fact that someone else said something clever?
Did you just want to be the first slashbot to point that out? Does it somehow validate you to get that oh-so coveted +1, Informative? You, sir, are a loser. A complete and utter loser. I pity you and your family.
You may want to look into seppuku as a means of avoiding further dishonor.
Slashdot Mirror
IN SOVIET RUSSIA steals Yakov Smirnoff's act!
You created that account like 2 minutes after I pointed out the Yakov connection.
Have any original thoughts today?
I think it's got something to do with Yakov Smirnoff trying to revive his carreer.
The joke is that everything is backwards IN SOVIET RUSSIA.
So, if slashdot says "noun 1 verbs noun 2", the appropriate response is "IN SOVIET RUSSIA (note the caps, very important), noun 2 verbs noun 1!".
mmmmk?
IN SOVIET RUSSIA, joke explains SweetAndSourJesus!
Test. Purely a test
Why would you dual boot?
It doesn't make much sense to tell kids "here's a free OS, it totally rocks, but you're going to need this proprietary one to get started."
Yes, you can crack PGP. It's completely unsafe to presume that it can't be done. You can't open an envelope without tampering with it, which is where PGP signatures come in.
I guess if you want to look at the utility aspects, PGP isn't designed to keep multiple items together, that's why we have tar.
Even if it is a bad analogy, isn't this a more reasonable viewpoint than the "fuck it, Uncle Sam's got us by the nuts, I give up" attitude espoused in the original post?
I can't remember where I read this analogy, but I'm pretty sure Zim came up with it:
You use envelopes, right? Why? Becuase you don't want everyone in the post office reading your mail. If you didn't care, you'd use postcards. Sure, the envelope isn't bulletproof, but it's enough to keep the casual snooper out. Same deal with PGP.
You're right, if the Man wants to read your email, he's going to do it. PGP isn't designed to be a totally secure system, just a mostly secure one.
I plunked down my cash first thing this morning.
It looks like they're pretty swamped. The download failed, and, after the third try told me that the link had expired.
I guess this means I've got to call their customer service deptartment today. So, you may want to wait a bit before buying. The beta I've got for OS X doesn't expire until 12/06/2002, so I'm not totally screwed yet.
8 looks like this: 8
4 looks like this: 4
I hope this has been an enlightening lesson for you.
Great, now I've got to go buy an Ultra 60. Thanks for removing the illusion of unavailability I had going.
An ebay search for an Ultra 60 workstation turned up some promising results.
Proper link
I think we should go with the time cube instead.
Cube proves you are stupid!
That's John Cleese, you culturally stunted twit.
It's always a good idea to know what you're talking about.
Doesn't do me much good if I can't use it, eh?
You should edit your preferences so that BSD-related topics don't show up on your front page.
Isn't that nice? Technology is amazing!
The threat of a swift punch to the head.
That's how it should be, anyway. If I ran things, the only crimes would be stupid shit (like sending spam), and the only punshments would be swift punches to the head. It would be a self-policing society if we got to carry out our own executive matters. Nobody would cut in line because they would know that the person they cut in front of now had every right to punch them in the head. This constant fear of getting punched would keep everyone from doing anything too stupid.
So what do you think? Is this system something you think people would adopt? Should I run for emperor of the planet earth next election?
how's your monday?
does it suck?
That's what this ad wants to know.
Because I'm a loser, I guess.
Your ideas intrigue me, and I wish to subscribe to your newsletter.
Check the faq, dumbass.
Whenever I can't find something, it's usually up my ass.
Read the bottom of the page. "Comments are owned by the Poster." Doesn't that absolve slashdot of any legal responsibility?
Your sig says you don't believe in trolls and asks that I not reply to your comments. Tough luck, bub.
Are there any gnu-free linux distros available?
I'd love to run it just to piss people off.
Bitching about moderation is a sure sign you're a weenie. Not the good kind of weenie, either.
When you post a link to goatse, how can you expect not to get moderated as a troll? Surely you were aware of the risk there.
Now please relax and enjoy the show.
No, you're pretty much wrong on all points. It's not a troll at all, it's satire.
It's ok, though. We can't all be smrt.
"Do you, like, ever let people into your meat-locker to, like, uh, you know,
fuck around with the meat?" I asked.
The short-haired Greek man looked at me strangely from behind the counter.
Several of the waitresses glared in my direction.
"What you mean 'fuck around'?" the dumpy Greek asked.
"You know, like shovin' your dick in and out of the openings in the meat.
Then, like, getting a bunch of smelly, sticky cream of tubesteak all over the
junk that you grind into foodburgers," I informed him.
"Naw. We don't do that. You don't do that. Nobody do that," the imbecile
claimed.
"I do that," I began, "and as a matter of fact, most of my pals do that too.
We like it."
Overhearing our conversation, one of the waitresses gave me a sour look.
She seemed to be acting like she was getting sick. The cook and the other two
waitresses completely ignored everything except the random orders for patty
melts and double cheeseburgers.
"Look, I don't wanna do nothin' weird or strange or anything. I just wanna
fuck a bunch of meat that you got in your huge ol' meat locker. Listen, don't
any of you stupid fuckers understand what I'm sayin'?" I stated in an agitated
manner.
"Mister, people gotta eat my food. If you stick dick in food, no can eat.
Frank lose money. No can do," the Greek said.
"How much money would you lose, bright eyes?" I asked.
"Big thing of cow cost Frank $220 for a half," Greek-man said.
"Well, I wanna fuck around with about 13 of them. Let's see...that's about
$2860...and I'll give you...oh, let's see...$40 just for letting me do it,
OK?"
"I dunno."
"OK. Look, I'll give you $3000 cash, RIGHT NOW, cause I like you an awful
lot, and also cause I'm fucking sick and tired or trying to talk to you
goddamn Greek half-wits."
The Greek seemed to ponder what I had said for a minute, or perhaps he was
just wallowing in incomprehension. One waitress went into the back-room and
loudly threw up.
"OK. But you give Frank money NOW."
I handed the three bills over to the fool and lifted up a section of the
counter and walked into the walk-in freezer.
"OK, you can fuck with 13 sides of cow, but leave cheese and other gunk
alone. OK?"
There was a wide variety of different kinds of food present in the walk-in
freezer. Many, many eggs and other fine foods. I could see containers of
pancake batter and butter. On the left was what I was after. Thirteen
beautiful sides of beef!
I started to get a hard-on just looking at the beef!
"You got your cash. Get out of here!" I shouted at the geek.
I casually waltzed up to the nearest beef-side and began to sweet-talk it.
"Hi, new in town? Ever get into Satanism? Shit, you're cute."
The cool beef did not reply.
--Original story by Don Bolles
Call The Works BBS - 1600+ Textfiles! - [914]/238-8195 - 300/1200 - Always Open
Well, if you're sorry that you burst his bubble, why did you?
What is it about good jokes that makes insecure people like yourself feel the need to retalliate with bubble bursting? Can't you accept the fact that someone else said something clever?
Did you just want to be the first slashbot to point that out? Does it somehow validate you to get that oh-so coveted +1, Informative? You, sir, are a loser. A complete and utter loser. I pity you and your family.
You may want to look into seppuku as a means of avoiding further dishonor.
Thank you for your time, and have a pleasant day.
Your Lord and Saviour,
SweetAndSourJesus