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date: Wed, 12 Dec 2007 02:16:52 GMT,    group: uk.media.tv.cable        back       
Where is amazing Afterburner when we need him?   
10.136.167.69:4052 open socks4 proxy was used on 24 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 13:15 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.

--
not distinguish  her. Any one of a dozen hurrying figures might have
been hers. Perhaps her thickened, stiffened body was no longer recognizable
from behind.
     'At  the time when it happens,' she had said, 'you do mean it.' He had
meant  it. He had  not merely said it, he had wished it. He had wished that
she and not he should be delivered over to the--
     Something  changed  in the music  that trickled from the telescreen. A
cracked  and jeering note, a yellow note, came into it. And then -- perhaps
it  was not happening, perhaps it was only a memory taking on the semblance
of sound -- a voice was singing:

        Under the spreading chestnut tree
        I sold you and you sold me--

     The  tears  welled up in  his eyes. A  passing waiter noticed that his
glass was empty and came back with the gin bottle.
     He  took up  his glass and sniffed  at it. The stuff grew not less but
more  horrible with  every mouthful he drank. But it had become the element
he  swam in.  It was his life,  his death, and his resurrection. It was gin
that  sank him  into stupor  every night,  and gin  that revived  him every
morning. When he wo
date: Wed, 12 Dec 2007 02:16:52 GMT   author:   Tester

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