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Started by Tester
Wed, 12 Dec 2007 00:34
Where is appalling Afterburner when we need him?
Author: Tester
Date: Wed, 12 Dec 2007 00:34
Date: Wed, 12 Dec 2007 00:34
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126.43.253.178:8273 open socks4 proxy was used on 25 November for a Hipcrime attack on nanae. And I got the port number by Googling so it must have been open and was probably abused before that date. It was used late North American Monday for a Hipcrime attack on 24hoursupport.helpdesk and the same open proxy was still there Tuesday at 12:16 GMT. At one time, RCN (formerly Erols) had the famous Afterburner on its abuse desk. Now, it seems to have Dave Null. Remember - go to RCN for your net-abuse needs. You put up a phishing page? It will still be up on Valentine Day. You can get Giganews with only IP authentication through RCN. -- inner mind, we reshape him. We burn all evil and all illusion out of him; we bring him over to our side, not in appearance, but genuinely, heart and soul. We make him one of ourselves before we kill him. It is intolerable to us that an erroneous thought should exist anywhere in the world, however secret and powerless it may be. Even in the instant of death we cannot permit any deviation. In the old days the heretic walked to the stake still a heretic, proclaiming his heresy, exulting in it. Even the victim of the Russian purges could carry rebellion locked up in his skull as he walked down the passage waiting for the bullet. But we make the brain perfect before we blow it out. The command of the old despotisms was "Thou shalt not". The command of the totalitarians was "Thou shalt". Our command is "Thou art". No one whom we bring to this place ever stands out against us. Everyone is washed clean. Even those three miserable traitors in whose innocence you once believed -- Jones, Aaronson, and Rutherford -- in the end we broke them down. I took part in their interrogation myself. I saw them gradually worn down, whimpering, grovelling, weeping -- and in the end it was not with pain or fear, only with penitence. By the time we had finished with them they were only the shells of men. There was nothing left in them except sorrow for what they had done, and love of Big Brother. It was touching to see how they loved him. They begged to be shot q
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