Cult of the Dead Cow Publications
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It's a long read, but worth it. A rather deep psychological and technical profile on how one boy grew up at the height of the BBS warez and hacking scene.
Edit: Just found this in the apps section `08-01-1998 - "Back Orifice" by Sir Dystic` - so awesome!
Very fun to play pranks on less knowledgeable friends.
I even remember starting to learn Delphi 3 because I met a guy that did a similar tool called Hacker's Paradise, but was later renamed to Admin's Paradise I believe, as he realized this could be used for and sold to admins.
He was kind enough to send me the source code and give me a few tips here and there, and man, Object Oriented programming was so hard for me at the time
http://www.phonelosers.org/Blue Boxes (at least where I lived) no longer worked, but black boxes and red boxes worked. I don't know when blue boxes ever worked, but I have the impression it was in the seventies, or at the latest, the early eighties. A black box was a circuit you put on your line to pick up a call without dropping the voltage on the line enough for the phone company to think you'd actually answered. So, your friend could call you long-distance (even internationally) and you could talk to them without them having to pay a long distance charge. The problem was that you could always hear the ringing every few seconds in the background and their voice was attenutated. It was fun and it kinda worked, but I didn't use it that much because it was so annoying. The red box was a device for making free phone calls from pay phones. It faked the tones you inserted for a nickel, a dime, or a quarter. You could just hold it up to the speaker of a pay phone and just hit the button. I built one off a schematic I downloaded. At most pay phones it didn't work at all, but I found two that it worked at. I'd go there and call all my friends in distant states and call them for hours. Every time the operator would come on and ask for money, I'd hold up the device to the speaker and press the "quarter" button a few times.
Later I got hold of "hacking" programs for "MCI" codes and other providers. Actually, MCI was more sophisticated that most of the other providers, and quickly shut off hackers. There were a lot of other providers that weren't so smart. The way the programs worked is by dialing an 800 number, some "user ID code" and then a known modem number. If a computer answered (i.e., you got a carrier tone from a modem), you knew that the code was good. If not, you tried another code. These computer programs would just try random codes all day using a known-good modem number and then print you a list of the successful codes.
As I started to learn more about this stuff, I did crazier stuff like call all over the world. In this era of Skype it's free to call all over the world, but in 1984 placing international phone calls was really expensive. But I'd call my teenage hacker friends in England and Australia and just chat with them for hours. At retail rates, I was running up a couple of thousand dollars a month in phone charges.
Occasionally I'd hear of someone in my circle of friends getting busted in some way, but in my teenage naivete I figured it couldn't happen to me. When I was sixteen and got a driver's license, I met some of the hackers that were within driving distance. One of them got busted at his house: the police arrested him and took all his computer equipment. Since he was a minor he got off with a slap on the wrist, but he didn't get his computers back. I knew that my time was coming soon, since there were already some hints my phone line was being tapped by companies I was stealing from.
Did you end up in trouble?
Of course, the stakes are higher, now. It's not hard to earn $0.30+ per minute per channel. In a day, you can earn $30k just compromising one little box and 10Mbps of bandwidth.
But it just doesn't have the same mystique and feel as old phreaking. Plus since it's just often computer hacking and fraud, and these days people are more sensitive about all that, it even feels more criminal.
Is that from premium number dialing or something else?
What would those be today? I can't see how long-distance reselling could be worth it anymore.
In a lot of older payphones if you put your ear up to the receiver and dropped a quarter in you could actually hear the same sound that the red box generated. A dime / nickle would generate a slightly different tone.
Doesn't seem to exist anymore though.
The nineties were fun.
If not anything else, it's interesting reading, which is a compliment in itself these days: http://www.cultdeadcow.com/cDc_files/cDc-0410.html
CdD turned into "L0PHT Heavy Industries" (http://www.l0pht.com/), a computer security firm. That turned into "@Stake" (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/@stake). "@Stake" was acquired by Symantec in 2004.
Even the ones who didn't sell out got great jobs. It's just what hackers do, now. Besides, hacker groups are dead as a cultural phenomenon. Now, they're just Internet street gangs stealing credit card info and spreading trojans, instead of spreading thought crime and information.
This is a bit snipey. Plenty of us don't value cash as highly as the American culture-complex would wish us. (eg. Listened to any hip-hop recently?) Though, the majority did sell out... and pretty hard and fast, and in one direction: the US military industrial complex and its once-removed assets such as Google. (See latest Assange book if doubting...)
hacker groups are dead as a cultural phenomenon
Disagree. We've got more outcome-oriented collectives now, such as maker spaces and Github projects. This is arguably more to the point, and an efficiency improvement on idling on IRC for years on end.
Pretty much none of them got wickedly rich. For the most part, they got a decent developer-tier salary at a tech company.
I still have old versions of their software on some Zip disks collecting dust somewhere :)
Good times.
"I'll only hug a man if he's buying me drinks or I'm trying to lift his wallet."