Where is fellow Afterburner when we need him?   

82.237.19.112:8613 open socks4 proxy was used on 20 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 15:17 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.

--
obscure way the continuity was not
broken.  It was  not by making yourself  heard but by staying sane that you
carried  on the human  heritage. He went back to the table, dipped his pen,
and wrote:

        To  the future or to the past, to a time when thought is free, when
men  are different from one another and do not live alone -- to a time when
truth exists and what is done cannot be undone:
        From  the age of uniformity, from the age of solitude, from the age
of Big Brother, from the age of doublethink -- greetings!

     He  was already dead,  he reflected. It seemed to him that it was only
now,  when he  had begun to be  able to formulate his thoughts, that he had
taken  the decisive step. The consequences of every act are included in the
act itself. He wrote:

        Thoughtcrime does not entail death: thoughtcrime IS death.

     Now  he  had recognized himself  as a dead  man it became important to
stay  alive  as long  as  possible.  Two fingers  of  his  right hand  were
inkstained.  It was  exactly the kind of detail that might betray you. Some
nosing  zealot in  the Ministry (a woman, probably: someone like the little
sandy-haired  woman  or the  dark-haired girl  from the Fiction Department)
might  start  wondering why he had  been writing during the lunch interval,
why  he had used an old-fashioned pen, what he had been writing -- and then
drop  a hint  in  the appropriate  quarter.  He went  to  the bathroom  and
carefully  scrubbed the  ink away  with  the gritty  dark-brown soap

date: Wed, 12 Dec 2007 03:22:04 GMT   author:   Tester