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Taran King and myself took a Crimson Death back to TK's to let him copy some
unreleased files for Phrack Inc. (since he had been running it at the time).
However, now those files will be put out by the original Phrack team.
The main part of the convention started sometime after that and I presented the
second public hearing of the now famous Dan The Operator/John Maxfield and the
Dan The Operator/Il Duce (Phiber Optick) recordings which were featured in
Phrack World News XV, which was published last year. I have decided to make
this an annual event and those wishing a copy of the tape should get in contact
with me through Epsilon, The Prophet, or through Bitnet.
Unfortunately, the most important information learned at this year's convention
cannot be published. However, when looking at the amount and the extent of
information brought forth at this year's convention, it makes last year's look
like a day at pre-school. If the level jumps like this next year, I think that
the world had better watch out because today's phreak/hacks are definitely
getting smarter and better every year. The key is to stay out of trouble long
enough to gain experience that will keep you out of trouble.
The Leftist brought a terminal with him and it would have been a great "toy" to
have at the convention except no one had the extra phone cord necessary to put
it to good use.
The rest of Saturday evening was just a mix of story telling, partying, and
some deep technical discussions. There was some element of danger present. It
would seem that because of the trouble from the previous evening that the hotel
management had arranged to have some extra security present in case things got
out of hand. The Maryland Heights police force sent a pair of officers over,
and they were indeed the rudest individuals I have ever met.
At one point in the evening, Lucifer 666 and I had traveled down to the lobby
by way of the stairs and when arrived, the greetings from "officer friendly"
reminded me of last SummerCon's police incident ("Run to me boys!").
(We were wearing our "NO FEDS" pins during this incident)
"You two come here, NOW!"
"What? Waitasec we are guests here (holding up keys)."
"I can't see that far, you come here, NOW!"
"Why did you take the stairs instead of the elevator!?"
"The elevator was too slow, sir."
"What are you doing down here?"
"Going to the soda and candy machines."
"I don't want any messing around here tonight, you got that!?"
"Yes, we are not looking for problems."
A couple of hours later, I had decided to go to my car to drop a few items off
and found myself being followed by the same officer. After I had been to my
car, I started back towards the hotel with this jerk eyeballing me. When I had
reached the building I asked him...
"Is there a problem officer?"
"No, you got a problem!? Do you want to have a problem!?"
"Nope."
After this incident I returned everyone's room keys, exited the hotel by a back
stairway, hopped into my car and pulled around to the front where the lobby and
the two officers were. I calmly honked a couple of times and with my lights
off so as not to reveal my plates, gave them "the bird." I left the area at a
rather fast pace after that.
SummerCon '88; All Good Things Must Come To An End Sunday, July 24, 1988
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By the time I returned on Sunday morning, Terminal Technocrat and his friend
had long since been gone as well as Dr. Cypher, Hatchet Molly and Mike. The
rest of us hung out for a while as we prepared to pack everything up and send
everyone home. The Leftist, The Ur-Vile, Lucifer 666, and Synthetic Slug had
to cruise and in the meantime I took Tuc, Control C, and Bad Subscript to the
airport breaking five speed limits in order for them to catch their newly
scheduled flights.
After which this left me, Forest Ranger, Phantom Phreaker, Doom Prophet, The
Mentor, Cisban Evil Priest, Crimson Death, Phrozen Ghost, and Surfer Bob. We
were soon joined by Amy and Katie and we all headed out to the St. Louis
Galleria, another shopping plaza. On the way, we toured through some of StL's
richer sections of town and as we went on became separated from Forest Ranger
in downtown Clayton. After five minutes of massive confusion we were once
again on track and eventually met up with Forest Ranger and Surfer Bob who was
with him at a music store inside the plaza.
We killed about two hours there between lunch, Phrozen Ghost's Unix Manual
heist from B. Dalton Booksellers, and the Phantom Phreaker/Doom Prophet Vs.
"Goons From Hell" skateboard confrontation. So after all was said and done,
Forest Ranger took Crimson Death, Phrozen Ghost, and Surfer Bob back to Ramada
to get their car, Phantom Phreaker and Doom Prophet hit the highway, and The
Mentor and Cisban Evil Priest went with me back one last time to Lambert Field,
where I dropped them off.
And that was SummerCon '88 ...
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PostCon '88; Some Things To Make A Note Of...
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This year's SummerCon posters were made by Knight Lightning and they featured
AT&T, MCI, U.S. Sprint and the FON card, Southwestern Bell, ISDN diagrams, Pink
Floyd, Domino's Pizza, and many other interesting items including; Oryan QUEST!
"I *Demand* you attend SummerCon!"
"I demand to be let back on MSP! or I will UNLEASH