AHH! The sun's coming up! My eyes!
Get ready for a long one. My handle is pwnbait, has been for some years. I'm 23 and I'm living in my mother's basement. :-P Sounds like a cliche, right? Well, let's just say I've been across the country and back, more times in the past few years than I care to remember, and have decided to help my poor, "disabled" mother with what seems to be her 5 mouths that I have to either feed or listen to at any given time. My mother argues with me on such fundamental topics like the capacity of her 1TB external HD. She knows nowhere near as much about computers as she would like to think, so, during my stay, our modem and any other piece of data-capable electronics I could get any kind of access to have become my playground, and I am about to see how secure her copy of Windows 7 actually is. It threw both myself and Kon-Boot for a loop. I'm guessing that it's due to 64-bit issues. It could be the shock the computer felt when I rerouted all traffic on the network except mine to tubgirl because her torrents (who needs 350 GB of bad porn?) were stealing what little bandwidth I could leach from our crap ISP, but that doesn't seem likely. I've always been into the social engineering aspect of security auditing, myself. It started in third grade, when I discovered the school computers had passwords. I was always watching my teacher's screen and hands, and asking all of the wrong(/right?) questions. Most kids took a half hour for a test, mine was done in 3-5 minutes, and I had nothing else to do but watch my teacher or read a dictionary. Once I had the information, I taught myself how to use computers, and was eventually put in the podunk, white-bread equivalent to a talented and gifted program. Now, I'm beginning to come to the realization that an Associate degree isn't worth the paper to wipe with, if you can't find a job in the field, and an A+ certification isn't going to get you one anywhere but a call center. Having a solid background in desktop systems, repair, and remote support, a few years ago, I decided it was time to get more advanced and started working with Linux in earnest, because I saw the potential back in '99 when I first saw PPC Linux argue with my iMac. At this point, I'm turning my hacktop into a cracktop and trying to shake the cruft out of my brain before the warm, liquid goo phase, because I haven't been in the field in over 2 years and have been confusing cat with echo and && with | . I don't know what kind of contributor I will be to the forum, as it looks like there's a lot here, and a good amount of it is still over my head, and a new distro to boot, but I'll try to do my best in whatever free time and silence I can get. I'll be using Back|Track as my primary OS, now. Man, I was surprised to see that the following broke Ubuntu after adding the BT4 repositories: su chroot /mnt/backtrack && dpkg --get-selections && exit dpkg --set-selections dselect Finally, something to think about: I can see the mountain from here. I could climb it if I wanted to get shot. "They" dug more than 2 miles into it and hollowed a significant portion out just so "they" could bury "stuff" in it. I live in an area with highly classified equipment and highly-cleared personnel, ready for DEFCON changes, planetary bombardment, and nuclear fallout. We have a military presence here, of that there is no doubt; I saw Chinooks flying overhead all day, yesterday. However, if this town is home to some of the most secure computers on the planet, with an ever-vigilant guard, why is it I can walk down the street wardriving, with a three gram joint burning away like the routing tables of whomever in this town that has yet to take the lesson in security and turn their gateway into a vagina dentata, and not a single officer of any kind of law but "Hey man, let me hit that shit" will bother me? Welcome to Amurka.