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Real issue of crypto controls: security or taxation loss?
by jf_avon＠citenet.net 17 Dec '03

17 Dec '03

Hi. I've been lazily following the crypto-control issue through e$pam list. Somebody posted a question asking how many peoples would eventually be victims of crypto-enhanced crime. Then, TM came to say that this is irrelevant. TM was right in the context of the post, but it led me to ask myself this (vague) question: What is the real issue here, what makes the govt so insistent about wanting to ban crypto? What is such a threat to them that it makes them pass laws that are profoundly against the US constitution? What causes their panic? To this, all I can find of enough magnitude to put them in such state is that they just recently *truly* realized that crypto will, infinitely more than to threaten the security of the state, threaten their very existence by putting them outside of the money loop. To paraphrase somebody, "individuals recognize taxation as damage and routes their e$ around" I think that *this* debate should be injected in the population and the *bogus* "national security" debate should be dismissed as, just that : bogus. *Everybody* not living on govt taxated money gets a sparkle in their eyes when I introduce them to crypto via the e-$ topic. And all of the others gets pale... ;-) For most peoples, privacy in itself is worth something only if if they have some *value* they want to preserve. Most of the time, this value concretizes itself as "money". So if we talk to them in terms *they* understand, we run a much better chance to make them understand why spreading crypto is a tool we believe will greatly enhance human's life quality. Any comments about why we should *not* put most emphasis on the financial aspect of crypto? Ciao jfa -- Jean-Francois Avon, Pierrefonds(Montreal) QC Canada JFA Technologies, R&D physicists & engineers Instrumentation & control, LabView programming. PGP keys: http://w3.citenet.net/users/jf_avon and: http://bs.mit.edu:8001/pks-toplev.html PGP ID:C58ADD0D:529645E8205A8A5E F87CC86FAEFEF891 PGP ID:5B51964D:152ACCBCD4A481B0 254011193237822C

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17 Dec '03

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SAFE Gut Amendment
by John Young 17 Dec '03

17 Dec '03

Thanks to Declan we offer the full text of the "Amendment in the Nature of a Substitue to H.R. 695 Offered by Mr. Goss and Mr. Dicks," passed by the House Intelligence Committee on September 11. http://jya.com/hr695-amend.htm (63K)

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by Jim Choate 17 Dec '03

17 Dec '03

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by Jim Choate 17 Dec '03

17 Dec '03

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Re: Court proceedings under new SAFE act]
by Omegaman 17 Dec '03

17 Dec '03

On Thu, Sep 11, 1997 at 06:12:15PM -0700, Declan McCullagh wrote: > I'm reading the bill more closely. This is incredibly slick work. > > 1. When it appears that any person is selling, importing, or distributing > non-backdoor'd crypto or "about" to do so, the Atty General can sue to > stop them. "Upon the filing of the complaint seeking injunctive relief by > the Attorney General, the court shall automatically issue a temporary > restraining order against the party being sued." "distributing" Does that include paper copies of source code? How about slowly and carefully reciting source code to an audience? Writing it on a blackboard, perhaps? What if I respond to Adam Back and accidently forget to snip his .sig? (if that's not prior restraint, I don't know what is!) > 2. There are provisions for closing the proceedings -- at the request of > the "party against whom injunction is being sought." "Public disclosure of > the proceedings shall be treated as contempt of court." Can also be closed > if judge makes finding. This, of course, is what remailers are for. More prior restraint, of course. > You get notified not later than 90 days afterwards. There are a lot of > other "checks and balances" here that will be touted as safeguards. Who's being saved? Fuck 'em. -- --------------------------------------------------------------------- Omegaman <mailto:omegam@cmq.com>|"When they kick out your front door, PGP Key fingerprint = | How are you gonna come? 6D 31 C3 00 77 8C D1 C2 | With your hands upon your head, 59 0A 01 E3 AF 81 94 63 | Or on the trigger of your gun?" Send email with "get key" as the| -- The Clash, "Guns of Brixton" "Subject:" to get my public key | _London_Calling_ , 1979 ---------------------------------------------------------------------

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Re: The problem of playing politics with our constitutional rights]
by Omegaman 17 Dec '03

17 Dec '03

On Fri, Sep 12, 1997 at 12:06:35AM -0800, John Smith wrote: > > Why do you say that? Clipper was defeated. People all over the net > united and opposed it. Now there is this new threat, but at least > defeating Clipper bought some time. There is no reason the same > thing can't happen again. > > Sometimes I think cypherpunks *want* crypto to be outlawed. No. Cypherpunks *expect* it will be outlawed. And it will be yet another largely uneforceable restriction. Sure you can run around and trumpet about how bad it is that your government is going to outlaw cryptography. You can rant at the fundamental unconstitutionality of it. You can try to convince legislators who don't even know what a mouse is that outlawing crypto is a bad idea. If it makes you feel good and you think its a valuable effort, knock yourself out. Personally, I'd like to see more disposable remailers, more stego,continued development of the eternity server and similar ideas, and an implementation of untraceable anonymous digital cash. (We have until Jan. 1, 1999) Phil Z. didn't release PGP to show how much he disliked Clipper or join in some unified opposition. He released it to beat the government's efforts to the punch and get unrestricted strong crypto into the hands of anyone who wanted it -- --------------------------------------------------------------------- Omegaman <mailto:omegam@cmq.com>|"When they kick out your front door, PGP Key fingerprint = | How are you gonna come? 6D 31 C3 00 77 8C D1 C2 | With your hands upon your head, 59 0A 01 E3 AF 81 94 63 | Or on the trigger of your gun?" Send email with "get key" as the| -- The Clash, "Guns of Brixton" "Subject:" to get my public key | _London_Calling_ , 1979 ---------------------------------------------------------------------

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Re: Let sleeping dogs lay]
by Omegaman 17 Dec '03

17 Dec '03

On Thu, Sep 11, 1997 at 05:04:52PM -0700, Tim May wrote: > > "Nothing good can come out of crypto legislation." > > --said by several of us over the past year > > > The big mistake was ever introducing the SAFE and Pro-CODE bills, as it > brought the NSA and FBI out of their warrens and into the warrens of > Congress. Without any crypto bills at all, it is possible (though by no > means certain) that no legislation at all would have been introduced this > year. And the longer the wait the better. Some have complained that the status quo situation of export restrictions was unacceptable. Yet the spread of crypto has largely been unrestrained -- a stay of execution so to speak. The longer the status quo remains, the more ubiquitous crypto becomes and future legislative efforts are undermined. That said, I think these organizations made a strategic error. Had a draconian bill been introduced first, opposition probably would have played out differently in the press. We saw this with Clipper. I believe commercial interests played a large part in the push for legislation. Just another player in the game, I suppose. > But once SAFE and Pro-CODE were out there, on the table, the forces in > favor of a surveillance state began their lobbying in earnest, giving the > infamous "if you only knew what we knew" scare tactic pitches. Last minute > amendments and even complete bill replacements are easier to slip in than a > Big Brother bill from the gitgo. Sure enough, the tide is now moving > swiftly toward a future far, far, far worse than the mere annoyance of > export controls. You almost sound surprised. Did they really think Congressman would understand crypto? Congressmen _do_ understand law and order and protecting poor defenseless children from porn. They understand preventing "another Oklahoma. And it's an easy sell to their constituencies, too. The average schmoe may indeed *want* more freedom, but he also he wants to be protected. And he also has a limited understanding of the equation. The easiest explanation wins, of course. > to prison." The current language is of course a full-blown disaster. > Pandora's box was opened by SAFE and Pro-CODE. > > And so here we are. Multiple committees in both houses jockeying to see who > can clamp down the hardest on crypto. > > CDT, EPIC, and all the other Beltway insiders ought to think about this > mess. Sometimes it's better just to let sleeping dogs lay. Or lie. Or > whatever. Some people just don't get it. You'll never gain more freedom through more legislation. -- --------------------------------------------------------------------- Omegaman <mailto:omegam@cmq.com>|"When they kick out your front door, PGP Key fingerprint = | How are you gonna come? 6D 31 C3 00 77 8C D1 C2 | With your hands upon your head, 59 0A 01 E3 AF 81 94 63 | Or on the trigger of your gun?" Send email with "get key" as the| -- The Clash, "Guns of Brixton" "Subject:" to get my public key | _London_Calling_ , 1979 ---------------------------------------------------------------------

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Distribute a key, go to prison.
by harka＠nycmetro.com 17 Dec '03

17 Dec '03

-----BEGIN PGP SIGNED MESSAGE----- -=> Quoting In:tcmay@got.net to Harka <=- In> "Distribute a key, go to prison." In> Simple, by declaring that public keys themselves are crypto In> material, as the Brits did in their Trusted Third Parties In> draft proposal, and hence declaring that distribution of keys In> after the effective date of the legislation constitutes a In> violation. Give someone your key, either by placing it on In> keyservers or even by mailing it to them, and one has just In> "distributed" crypto. In> This will make the public key infrastructure essentially In> useless, as the public key servers go down, as corporations In> yank any directories they may have, and (possibly) as In> individuals stop putting PGP or S/MIME fingerprints or In> pointers in their messages. But then the same thing will happen as with "censored" web pages. Mirrors of key servers will be all over the world and render such laws kinda useless. You do have a point, however. I was thinking about a possible nightmare-scenario similar to that: Remailers (as crypto-providers and distributors) will be taken down in a syncronized effort in at least the western world. Non-government-approved crypto outlawed simultaneously. A few highly publicized cases of "violators" who use crypto anyway. Enough to scare the other 95 percent into complying. Once that happens it will be too late...at least for a few decades. Therefore crypto needs to be distributed and _used_ on a wide scale. Maybe spamming the Net (once :)) with PGP will at least make a nice publicity-stunt. Instead of "Adopt your legislator"-stuff it should be "Adopt your local computer-fellows" to use PGP, Remailers etc.. Those who have the resources should implement new remailers, key servers etc.. Cypherpunks don't whine! Cypherpunks have no need to be defensive! Cypherpunks write code! Ciao Harka ... "Use a Cipher - Be Free!" -----BEGIN PGP SIGNATURE----- Version: 2.6.2 iQEVAwUBNBsDNzltEBIEF0MBAQGxTAf/WkPXY3Or4Ces2N0PGfmrdQL7G7lqqjyw AVZVJv4/gsSXuiIoRIOh7GjVBWRMX4xli1835cvXrwwnQnw1YmOcaMBHLNvQ6kVT FVv3BVc8rcP5l5uaqJsByWHjXDa7kmuRGrmzP6mv7ZBQRbaiqGZp0E2vDZpxjhND he3HLCSR2TIzyR/o1pzdwFQzvfOSZh42yU5ssFLEcF5C0L/1KYMUJxyYYQ7aZoJN vFBwO5rx+nk+csRRNGVoUTDZ3NcZWf46h21+Gc8BF2L4zQN/3p4FJUswBHEFO87Q hqhA10lSrHdH2Lfb3ypFPlee7L1oaAx0T8dgBds/51R8geMp7NwI8Q== =It/0 -----END PGP SIGNATURE-----

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Nuke 'em 'till they glow (8)
by Adam Back 17 Dec '03

17 Dec '03

My contribution to the collaborative future fiction: "The True Story of the InterNet" by Bubba Rom Dos, et al. Enjoy, Adam -- Have *you* exported RSA today? --> http://www.dcs.ex.ac.uk/~aba/rsa/ print pack"C*",split/\D+/,`echo "16iII*o\U@{$/=$z;[(pop,pop,unpack"H*",<> )]}\EsMsKsN0[lN*1lK[d2%Sa2/d0<X+d*lMLa^*lN%0]dsXx++lMlN/dsM0<J]dsJxp"|dc` The True Story of the InterNet Part III Chapter 8 Nuke 'em 'till they glow Jonathan decadently lounged on the worn sofa swigging Bubbas special reserve straight out of the bottle. He burped and tossed the empty bottle to join the pile of kipple heaped in the corner -- an antique pentium-II 400 with it's case off, a huge heap of hydrocubes, a couple of busted flatscreen monitors, some empty pizza boxes. Leaning against the wall lay Bubba Rom Dos, snoring quietly, and clutching a half empty bottle of his special reserve. Jonathan lay back trying to brainstorm a direction to explore to find an exploitable bug in the Hewlett-Packard Fabasoft faba-code verifier. He was fast running out of ideas. The desire to find an exploit had arisen earlier that day when Bubba Rom Dos had tossed him a hydrocube which contained a particularly interesting deskfab 6 file. The file was named "nuke.fab". He couldn't rightly see where Bubba could have come into possession of the file, but Bubba wasn't too forthcoming on the subject, so Jonathan had contented himself with examining the contents of the 'cube. He had quickly become engrossed with the contents. Jonathan had a selection of bootleg PICS fabrication policy files, ranging from `under 18 months' (for construction of soft cudly toys with no easily swallowable parts) up to `military grade IV' (good for things like Forestry Commision SWAT team issue rocket launchers, and stealth helicopters etc, if you had a 10m3 volume fabricator and a few GigaWatts on your electricity meter). A good indication that the file was the _real thing_ was that it failed the faba-code verifier with even military grade IV PICS fabrication rating policy file -- the verifier refused to 'fab the file because it rightly diagnosed that it would result in the formation of fissionable material! (How Jonathan came to be in possession of a military grade IV PICS fabrication policy file is a story for another time). Now Jonathan also had a hacked fabber -- it was hacked to completely by-pass the PICS policy file rating system. This in itself was supposed to be impossible, but Jonathan had found that you could replace the FAPI module signature verifying key embedded in the flipper policy chip by placing a piece of sticky tape over pin 5 of the smart card contact and brute forcing the LEAF field which for some reason seemed to only use a measily 16 bit checksum, which took all of half an hour to brute force. You'd have thought they would have learned and increased the checksum size after Matt Blaze brute forced the clipper chip LEAF in the tessera cards. But in fairness, Jonathan's attack had one extra wrinkle: the sticky tape. Normally the flipper chip wrote a count of how many smart cards with failed checksums were inserted, and alerted the forces of darkness after 3 false tries, but the sticky tape took care of that. Jonathan supposed the designers had not considered that someone might place sticky tape over pin 5, the pin which was used to signal an insertion of the smart card. With that hack completed and the flipper policy chip instruction code manual which the cypherpunks had obtained dumpster diving in the Mykotronics dumpster, he was in business. He had then blown a new EPROM with a `customized' firmware, the policy chip accepted the `Circle of Eunuchs' FAPI module signature on the hacked EPROM, because there was now nestling comfortably at the heart of the NSA designed `tamper-proof' fabber flipper chip a DSS key which read: Circle of Eunuchs <coe(a)dev.null> The original key had read: NSA FAPI signature key <dirnsa(a)nsa.mil> So much for NSA security, Jonathan chuckled at the rememberance of that exploit. Anyway, for amusement value, and 1.3 MegaWatts of electricity later (the cowboy had given him a hacked power board account -- phree electricity, wheee!), Jonathan's industrial grade Hewlett-Packard deskfab 9GSII fabber had produced a nice matt black suitcase. Jonathan watched the instructional 3d-mpeg file included on the hydrocube, and spent a good hour in awe playing with the controls on the suitcase. Satiated with knowledge now that he knew how to operate all of it's modes, he was lying comatose on the sofa wracking his brains trying to overcome the next hurdle -- how to construct the perfect way to nuke washington DC. His plan so far was to spam each of the `targets' with a word99 macro virus (thanks Bill Gates) in a document describing his `SFr 10,000,000 campaign contribution' which automatically spooled a mildly modified "nuke.fab" for fabrication, and turned off the fabbers status leds through a Hewlett-Packard firmware bug. Jonathan had all this down pat. (The modification to "nuke.fab" in case you were wondering was to put the suitcase in detonate with no bypass mode, with an initial count down of 30 seconds). The problem was -- all those congress-critters were bound to be running on a PICS fabrication rating below `national-security-emergency', and so the faba-code verifier would refuse to load the code. Worse still the non-hacked HP deskfab models after mandatory GAF (Goverment Access to Fabbers) was introduced would narc out the owner to the Feds within minutes, thereby alerting the dark forces as to what the plan was. The wall clock now read 3.30am. Jonathan dozed off to sleep dreaming of glow-in-the-dark congress-critters. ... "fifty-eight ... fifty-seven ... " Jonathan woke grogily to see a group of people huddled over a suitcase. In the middle of the group was Bubba Rom Dos grandiosely counting down, in between swigging from his bottle of special reserve and pressing buttons randomly on the suitcases control panel. Priscilla and Alexis were peering closely at the pretty flatscreen status display, making sage comments as to what the buttons might do, for all the world as if they were playing a video game. Jonathan came to his senses and screamed at the top of his lungs: "Nooooo!" and sprang to his feet. He almost fell over again as the effect of moving that quickly so soon after waking up hit him, his head swimming. All heads turned to face him. "Yaieeeeeeee!" yelled Jonathan, as he rudely barged his way to the suitcase control pannel, and began franticallly pushing buttons. After a short panic attack, he calmed down sufficiently to notice that the display read "no override". Having absorbed the entire instruction 3d-mpeg, Jonathan knew what that meant. The LCD display read 50 seconds. Bubba swigged another gulp of his special reserve, and said innocently "What's the problem?" Jonathan looked fit to explode, his pulse was racing and his head hurt horribly, "It's a nuke!" he screamed hoarsely, "and you've just armed it, and I can't disarm it, and you've got ..." his eyes tore to the display "45 seconds until you're vapourised." Priscilla was already running for the door screaming. Bubba belched loudly, and looked slightly ill. Alexis gulped and said "What now?". Bubba tosssed the empty bottle of special reserve on to the growing pile of kipple in the corner, and pulled a fresh bottle from inside his rain mac. "Lets think rationally here" said Bubba, calmly, pouring himself a shot of special reserve, "can't you um disable it, or um, un-fabricate it or something". A flash of inspiration hit Jonathan, seeping through his slowly waking brain (he was not a morning person). He flashed a grin to Bubba and walloped him hard between the shoulder-blades shouting, "You're a genius!" Jonathan then hugged Alexis lifting her off the ground. Bubba looked puzzled but pleased. Alexis looked a little worried. Jonathan looked at the display pannel on the suitcase "35 seconds". `No problem' he thought. He slammed the suitcase shut and practically threw it in to the HP deskfab 9GSII fabrication bay, and slammed the door shut. Then he grabbed the keyboard, and began typing at around 100 wpm. After a deathly long pause where the terabyte hydro drive light flickered intermittently, the fab drive hummed to life. The lights dimmed with the sudden increase in power consumption. A few seconds later the drive light blinked out, and the deskfab fell silent. "That," said Jonathan, stabbing the screen -rw-r--r-- 1 jon users 7516192768 Oct 4 10:12 tmp00001.fab where the words `tmp00001.fab' were emblazoned in green writing on a black background, "is an armed nuke". "Now, where was I?" mused Jonathan, and then remembering, rounded on Bubba, "Uh yeah, just where exactly did you find nuke.fab?" Bubba made an expansive gesture with his hands, and poured himself another shot. Throwing back the shot, Bubba said: "I got it off the web,", and began searching through the pockets to his rain mac, eventually pulling a scrumpled scrap of paper from his pocket, and handing it to Jonathan. "A kindly elderly gentleman with a 9mm uzi gave me this address," he explained. Jonathan looked at the badly scrumpled scrap of paper, and was just able to make out: http://jya.eternity/cryptome/nuke.fab Jonathan looked puzzled, the initials "jya" looked vaguely familiar to him from his reading of old cypherpunks posts. Ah, yes, it was that Architect guy, John Young, who kept getting into trouble over hosting materials that the feds didn't like. So he was using the eternity service now. Now the panic was over Jonathan resumed his position on the couch, allowing himself to recover from the previous nights hacking session. "Say Bubba," Jonathan said with his eyes closed, "do you have any ideas of how to by-pass the Fabasoft faba-code verifier on an HP deskfab?" Bubba finished his mouthful of strong spirits, "Huh? Wassat you say?" Jonathan explained to Bubba and Alexis the events of the night before and of the plan to nuke washington DC, and party-way through Priscilla returned, looking a bit sheepish for deserting them at such a crucial time. "So," said Alexis, "You used the deskfab to copy the armed nuke, hence disabling it?" "Sure, that's a standard function", said Jonathan, "it's a bit like a 3d photocopier, only you can set it to unfabricate the object being copied at the same time." "Well," pressed Alexis, miles ahead of Jonathan, and not needing the mini-lecture on deskfab functionality, "couldn't you copy a deskfab?" Jonathan opened his eyes from his inert position on the couch. "Uh, I dunno, yeah I suppose so...." Then Jonathan saw the light, a second time that day: "Heh, yeah, okay!" he enthused, "that's a cool idea Alexis." Alexis and Jonathan excitedly started unplugging the deskfab from the unix box. "Carry these," said Jonathan and thrust upon Bubba a laptop, the hydrocube containing tmp00001.fab, and a bundle of interface leads. Jonathan and Alexis proceeded to lug the desk fab out back, and down into the basement. Bubba and Priscilla followed puzzled as to what the excitement was. In the basement was an ancient looking Sun unix box. The screen was one of those huge glass tube affairs. Beside it sat what looked like a refridgerator with clunky looking dials on it. Jonathan powered up the Sun box. Suprisingly enough it actually booted, and 10 minutes later, after an agonisingly slow process where it went through checking (fscking) all it's ancient hard drives, which wirred and clicked noisly, it came up, and the prompt said: Welcome to toad.com login: Without hesitation, Jonathan logged in as `gnu', and immediately typed in a password. He was in. Bubba and Priscilla exchanged glances. Jonathan explained, "I shoulder surfed the password when John logged in when I was at the physical cypherpunks meet in my grandpas study all those years ago." "This," he said patting the minifridge sized machine humming noisily in front of them, "is his old machine, `toad.com', old home to the cypherpunks list." Next Jonathan lugged his deskfab into the refrigerator affair, which apparently was an antique deskfab, sat the lap top on top of it, and hooked the laptop up to the deskfab, and inserted the tmp00001.fab hydrocube into the laptops hyro drive. Then he wandered off in search of a portable power source. He came back lugging an emergency power module `liberated' from the electric company at some point in the past. He hooked-up the power module to the HP deskfab. "Now," said Jonathan, "the timing on this is a bit delicate", I think there's only around 20 seconds left on the nuke. Jonathan set the laptop on time delay to instruct the deskfab to refabricate the primed nuke with 20 seconds left to pop time, but not to start doing that for around 1 minute. Then he slammed the refrigerator sized fabricator door shut, and began typing in earnest on toad.com. The refrigerator started humming, and toad.com's drive started buzzing frantically. "Gee I hope the transfer rate on these mechanical drives is good enough to copy it before it fabricates the nuke", opined Jonathan. Jonathan started typing again. "Shit! we're gonna run out of space!" he said. And started typing frantically rm -rf'ing anything that could be rm -rf'ed without stopping the machine. He rm -rf'ed /usr/src, and /usr/spool/ and a bunch of other stuff. He made it with half a gig or so spare, and who knows how few seconds to spare. The refrigerator-sized deskfab stopped humming, and the hum of the contained HP fabber had stopped too as it had been rudely unfabricated by the antique fabber. Jonathan was pleased with himself now. "That," said Jonathan, with a stabbing motion -rw-r--r-- 1 gnu users 8589934592 Oct 4 10:42 donation.fab where the words `donation.fab' were emblazoned on the clunky glass screen, "is a freshly fabricated top of the range HP deskfab 9GSII, which is just about to fabricate a suitcase nuke, which will pop a few seconds after being fabricated". "But will it pass the faba-whatsit verifier?" asked Alexis. "Er are you sure this is a good idea?" asked Priscilla. "Of course it is," said Bubba. "That's a good question Alexis," Jonathan said ignoring the other chatter, "I'm not real sure. I think it should pass because, well, the faba-code verifier isn't _that_ smart, right. I mean to realise that it will build a HP deskfab, which just happens to have freshly downloaded instructions to build fissionable material patterned into it's memory modules, I mean that's like solving the halting problem right?" Bubba cleared his throat, "If I might make a suggestion here", he said, "now that the high falutin' theoretical stuff is out of the way, the obvious thing to do is try it and see." "A splendid suggestion", said Jonathan, begining to type once more, "very good Bubba, the empirical hackers approach." So Jonathan tried it, and saw. He typed: To: cypherpunks(a)cyberpass.net Bcc: president(a)whitehouse.gov Bcc: freeh(a)fbi.gov Bcc: feinstein(a)congress.gov ... Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/mixed; boundary="----=_NextPart_000_01BCB88F.57968E50" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_01BCB88F.57968E50 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hello, Please accept our campaign donation of SFr 10,000,000 in used swiss francs. Just double click on the enclosed attachment in your mail reader, and it'll print out the donation file attached in an HP compatible fabber. You'll need quite a large fabber, as SFr 10,000,000 is quite bulky. Kind regards, The Circle of Eunuchs ------=_NextPart_000_01BCB88F.57968E50 Content-Type: application/octet-stream; name="donation.fab" Content-Transfer-Encoding: base64 Content-Description: donation.fab (DeskFab 6 Document) Content-Disposition: attachment; filename="donation.fab" AasdfAAzxcvAAA1234AA0M8R4KGxGudfghAApoiuAAASDFAertyAPgADAP7/CQAGAsdfgAwrtfAA zxcvAAA1234AA0M8R4KGxGudfghAApoiuAAASDFAertyAPgADAP7/CQAGAsdfgAwrtfAAdfAAzef [snipped to save space] 4AA0M8R4KGxGudfghAApoiuAAASDFAertyAPgADAP7/CQAGAsdfgAwrtfAAdfAAzefzxcvAAA123 ------=_NextPart_000_01BCB88F.57968E50 Bubba, Alexis and Priscilla wandered back up stairs to wait and see, whilst Jonathan sat working on a strategy of how to edit the donation.fab file to get back his laptop, and the top of the range HP deskfab 9GSII without also nuking himself. He reckoned all he'd got to do was edit out the memory module from the deskfab, by editing donation.fab, and then he'd have it all back with out the nuke. Jonathan become engrossed in the task at hand. ... In a splendidly appointed, luxurious penthouse suite, rich in the trappings of wealth and power, in the heart of Washington DC, a bloated congress critter was eating well at the trough. His whores were attentive, dressing him for breakfast, and he had just been bribed $1,000,000 by a telephone company special interest group to throw a few billions in corporate welfare their way. And that was just before breakfast, before he had even got out of bed! Now it appeared he had something he should attend to urgently something that had come on his `email address' what-ever one of those was. A minor aide bustled in. The aide seemed quite excited, and explained in fawning tones that a special interest group had mailed him lots of Swiss Francs, SFr 9,000,000 in fact, but that there was something strange... there was no request for favors. He said it was just being printed out now, and perhaps there would be a note with the money. The congress critter, puffed contentedly on the hookah which one of the whores had lit for him, hmm, yes he could see that this was going to be a good day. <Fade to blinding white light>

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