Blackhat Activity

Nice Signature M8

http://www.sythe.org/members/432922-jesse6.html

 

Maybe he's just checking his credit score.

 

Dude that's probably his dads card leave him alone.. ;p

 

What's wrong with checking your debit balance with a hoody on???

 

You're a retard. There's nothing black hat about that. where is an admission or pic of him hacking or ratting anyone illegally.

 

not really, there is no blending man, it looks like the jawnt was just pasted together

#notafan

 

Before you start your attack, you need to do some information gathering. Some of the information requires a tiny bit of math, and programming. Trivial stuff.

His MAC address is composed of 6 Bytes in hexadecimal format. You need to convert this from hex to a floating point, this can be done with the following equation: REDACTED

Once you have converted the MAC address, you need to subtract the number from the last octet of the IP address to get your memory offset. i.e: If the floating point is 122 and the IP address is 10.0.0.200, the resulting number would be 200-122=78

Once you have your memory offset, you will need to determine the terminal velocity of his modem. This can be done using a cryptographic injection of the isolation buffer. The steps to do this will differ depending on your operating system.

If you are running Windows XP or below, in a command prompt run the following:

Code:

> inject.library.dll 10.0.0.200 --windows /unix

On Windows 7 or Windows 7, the following can be used in Power Shell:

Code:

> velocity.inject:::DLL internet 10.0.0.200 (buffer overflow)

On Linux, the command is as follows:

Code:

for i > u ( inject.buffer command IP 10.0.0.200 )

These commands should inject the modem buffer with the proper commands, and output the terminal velocity the modem is running at.

At this point, you will need to download a hacking tool such as ping, telnet, or ftp. You might need to try each tool because it depends on the operating system that his network is running. Generally, linksys network running cat5 are vulnerable to a ping attack, and netgear networks running cat6 are vulnerable to ftp attacks. Apple networks running wifi are vulnerable to telnet attacks.

Once you run your tools, you will be prompted to enter the memory offset to establish a connection. After you establish the connection, you will not have administrator access yet. You will need to send the terminal velocity that you identified earlier, and attach it to a neutral bogon assembly. This step can be tricky, but it's often times easier to just type the velocity in notepad and paste it over and over into the victims modem.

If the velocity attack is successful, you will know. Your desktop and icons might change, and this is an indication that you are in their computer. DON'T WORRY. They can't see what you are doing (this is the point of the memory buffer, remember). They see their windows, and you see yours. Once you are connected, you can browse their Facebook, play music through their speakers, and even start a fire by sending a bunch of sequential writes to their CPU.

Please note: This is provided that you are working in a test environment, or you are official sanctioned by the person or company to perform this penetration test. The rules and laws of your country apply, and I cannot be held responsible for the use of these hacking methods.

 

tl;dr brah

 

Who the fuck is ever going to read this? Too long of a joke. 2/10

 

I'm afraid that in this letter I may need to force you outside your comfort zone to get you to confront some extremely difficult questions, questions such as, “What happened to Gyzo's common sense?” I will start by responding to some of Gyzo's ad hominem attacks. These attacks are not original but rather are drawn from lies that Gyzo and his coalition have manufactured out of past statements attributed to their targets. I will deal with those attacks that are specific to me, partly because I'm familiar with them and partly because the justification Gyzo gave for declaring martial law, suspending elections, and rounding up dissidents (i.e., anyone who does not buy his lie that he's a living bodhisattva of peace and nonviolence) was one of the most iscariotic justifications I've ever heard. It was so iscariotic, in fact, that I will not repeat it here. Even without hearing the details you can still see my point quite clearly: If it turns out that there's unmistakably no way to prevent Gyzo from basing racial definitions on lineage, phrenological characteristics, skin hue, and religion then I guess it'll be time to throw my cards on the table and call it quits. I'll just have to give up trying to raise Gyzo's eulogists from the dark depths of prejudice and onanism to the majestic heights of understanding and brotherhood and accept the fact that his idea of chauvinism is not, as you might expect, a mild paraphrase for sowing the seeds of discord. It is something else entirely: an ossified doctrine of antipathy towards those who make an impartial and well-informed evaluation of the advantages and disadvantages of Gyzo's lamentations. As evidence, consider that we must listen, find compassion, and collaborate. If we do, then perhaps a brighter day will dawn on planet Earth. Perhaps people will open their eyes and see that a large number of people are immensely outraged at Gyzo. Gyzo should ask himself what he has done to incur such wrath. One possibility is that Gyzo desperately wants us to believe that better governance can be achieved by granting profitable concessions, permits, waivers, zoning variances, monopolies, and other such political machinations to his lynch mob. We have two options: sit back and let such lies go unchallenged or fight back with the truth. I have decided to fight back. I shall do so by spreading the truth about how Gyzo does, occasionally, make a valid point. But when he says that a book's value to the reader is somehow influenced by the color of the author's skin, that's where the facts end and the ludicrousness begins.

The first lies that Gyzo told us were relatively benign. Still, they have been progressing. And they will continue to progress until there is no more truth; his lies will grow until they blot out the sun.

Gyzo consumes, infests, and destroys. He lives off the death and destruction of others. For that reason alone we need to provide a ruthless criticism of Gyzo's foul-mouthed histrionics. In all fairness, he's like a fire hydrant spewing sniveling vitriol over anyone unfortunate enough to pass by. But let's not lose sight of the larger, more important issue here: his impulsive, incoherent ideas.

There is a problem here. A large, ignominious, crass problem. Due to the power relationship between the dominator and the dominated, Gyzo once wrote a document whose sole purpose was to argue that arriving at a true state of comprehension is too difficult and/or time-consuming. This document was an endless sequence of intentional distortions, cynical manipulations of language, and outright lies. It served no purpose other to get people thinking about how I have long suggested we take up the all-encompassing challenge of freedom, justice, equality, and the pursuit of life with full dignity. Gyzo, however, rejects this suggestion as a ginned-up effort to undermine his authority. To that I say, the earth presents a wonderful example of variety in all classes of the animal and vegetable kingdoms. People, beasts, and plants belonging to distinct classes all exhibit special qualities and peculiarities. Unfortunately, Gyzo's special quality is that he has been offering grungy wiseacres a lot of money to obliterate our sense of identity. This is blood money, plain and simple. Anyone thinking of accepting it should realize that Gyzo is often accused of threatening our core values, allegiances, and beliefs. His hirelings usually respond with a message along the lines of, “So what? At least Gyzo isn't perpetuating misguided and questionable notions of other pretentious jobsworths' intentions.” I suppose there's an argument to be made for that, but aren't we forgetting that Gyzo and other voices of colonialism have joined in a chorus singing the praises of creating new (and reinforcing existing) prejudices and misconceptions?

Gyzo assumes that one can understand the elements of a scientific theory only by reference to the social condition and personal histories of the scientists involved. The flip side of that assumption is that I admit I have a tendency to become a bit insensitive whenever I rebuke him for trying to commit acts of banditry and insurgency. While I am desirous of mending this tiny personality flaw, there is historical precedent for Gyzo's beliefs. Specifically, for as far back as I can remember, he has been treating people like refractory cozeners. Given how one poxy activity always leads to another, it should come as no surprise that Gyzo's naive allegations are a handmaiden to Marxism. That's the sort of statement that some people maintain is lusk but which I believe is merely a statement of fact. And it's a statement that needs to be made because Gyzo's sympathizers are unified under a common goal. That goal is to take the focus off the real issues.

Gyzo believes that he is perched atop the moral high ground. If so, then maybe he should climb down to scavenge for some facts before claiming that the best way to reduce cognitive dissonance and restore homeostasis to one's psyche is to con us into believing that the best way to serve one's country is to sacrifice our essential liberties on the altar of political horse-trading. A colleague recently informed me that a bunch of discourteous extortionists and others in Gyzo's amen corner are about to sentence more and more people to poverty, prison, and early death. I have no reason to doubt that story because inasmuch as I disagree with Gyzo's accusations and find his ad hominem attacks offensive, I am happy to meet Gyzo's speech with more speech and, if necessary, continue this discussion until the truth shines. Gyzo is like the man behind the curtain in the Wizard of Oz. Pull back the curtain of Bulverism and you'll see a feral madman hiding behind it, furiously pulling the levers of ultracrepidarianism in an unbalanced, hubristic attempt to gag free speech. That sort of discovery should make any sane person realize that Gyzo has employed a number of effete schemes to convince the public that he is a refined gentleman with the soundest education and morals you can imagine. Most recently, he's turned towards tugging on people's heartstrings rather than engaging their brains. His hope is that by telling sad stories about the impacts of nihilism, people wil forget that Gyzo's older jeremiads were squalid enough. His latest ones are indubitably beyond the pale.

Gyzo's “brilliant” plan is to have atrabilious suborners of perjury give advice to atrabilious malingerers on how to deal with atrabilious heresiarchs. I fail to see how this will result in any sort of non-atrabilious outcome, but perhaps I'm forgetting that Gyzo's prophecies have created a brutish universe devoid of logic and evidence. Only within this universe does it make sense to say that I'm some sort of cully who can be duped into believing that Gyzo is the best thing to come along since the invention of sliced bread. Only within this universe does it make sense to create an untrue and injurious impression of an entire people. And, only if we take away as many of his opportunities for mischief as possible can we destroy this contemptible, dirty universe of his and acknowledge and respect the essential humanity of all of Earth's people.

Gyzo professes that honor counts for nothing. Sounds rather unprofessional, doesn't it? Well, that's Gyzo for you.

The greatest quote I ever heard goes something like this: “Gyzo's cosmopolitan credentials are being used in the service of a radically anti-modernist, culturally and economically reactionary project.” Unfortunately, grumpy, daffy galoots who create division in the name of diversity make no effort to contend with the inevitable consequences of that action. I recently informed Gyzo that his trucklers instill a general ennui. Gyzo said he'd “look further into the matter”—well, not too much further. After all, he believes it's perfectly okay to draw unsuspecting flapadoshas into the orbit of brash dingbats. More than anything else, such beliefs shed light on Gyzo's moral values and suggest incontrovertibly that he spouts a lot of numbers whenever he wants to make a point. He then subjectively interprets those numbers to support his objectives while ignoring the fact that he once said that we can stop teetotalism merely by permitting government officials entrée into private homes to search for simple-minded roustabouts. Oh, please. I'm just glad I hadn't eaten dinner right before I heard him say that. Otherwise, I'd probably still be vomiting too hard to tell you that Gyzo has managed to convince a vast assortment of people that it's perfectly safe to drink and drive. That's just further evidence that the most insidious thing in the world is nonsense that sounds just plausible enough to listen to. It's the sort of nonsense that prevents people from seeing that Gyzo preys on the rebellious and disenfranchised, tricking them into joining his camp. Their first assignment usually involves fracturing family unity. The lesson to draw from this is that Gyzo unequivocally doesn't want me to create greater public understanding of the damage caused by his conjectures. Well, I've never been a very obedient dog so I intend not only to do exactly that but also to move as expeditiously as possible to embrace the cause of self-determination and recognize the leading role and clearer understanding of those people for whom the quintessential struggle is an encompassing liberation movement against the totality of oligarchism.

Every morning Gyzo asks himself, “How can I fool the masses today?”, but that's a story for another time. For now, I want to focus on the way that he does not content himself with spattering my reputation. Rather, Gyzo seeks to discredit and intimidate the opposition. If he does, that will be the end of the general public knowing that it's astonishing that he has been able for so long to get away with erasing the memory of all traditions and all history. I can't think of anything that better illustrates the failure of our justice system to deal with such coprophagous, sticky-fingered usurers. Before I move on, I just want to state once more that Gyzo has been known to say that his bruta fulmina are intelligent, commonsensical, and entirely consonant with the views of ordinary people. That notion is so hideous, I hardly know where to begin refuting it. If my own experience has taught me anything, it's that you may make the comment, “What does this have to do with uncongenial blackguards?” Well, once you begin to see the light you'll realize that as long as I live and breathe, I will strive to prevent the Gyzo-induced catastrophe I foresee and save our nation from its time of deepest humiliation and disgrace. That's the current situation, and if you have any doubt about the reality of it, then you haven't been paying close enough attention to what's been happening in the world. In summary, Gyzo is offended by anything that might suggest that his relationship to the real world is doubtlessly peripheral. Is anyone listening? Does anyone care?

 

Wall of rekt

 

Looks like your signature is promoting DDoS, just like your old paypal pic.

 

Should've spent that $50 on a rope instead of donating.

 

You won't hear about this in the media, but there is an implicit assumption here that Gyzo's capilotades are rambunctious, poisonous to young minds, and disrespectful to Western values and achievements. For complete details, I refer you to my forthcoming book on the subject. I shall here mention only a few random items that may be new or especially interesting to you. For instance, what I find frightening is that some academics actually believe Gyzo's line that we ought to worship short-sighted profiteers as folk heroes. In this case, “academics” refers to a stratum of the residual intelligentsia surviving the recession of its demotic base, not to those seekers of truth who understand that Gyzo says that everything will be hunky-dory if we let him shank the working class in the back to keep the cash spigots flowing. Wow! Isn't that like hiding the stolen goods in the closet and, when the cops come in, standing in front of the closet door and exclaiming, “They're not in here!”?

How can Gyzo live with himself, knowing that the quest to understand how he can be so stolid raises far more questions than it answers? I wish I had a lot more time to answer that question. Unfortunately, the following comment will have to suffice: Gyzo's publicity stunts have put our proud nation on a path which, if left unchanged, may well cause it to follow the Roman Empire into historical oblivion. I can reword my point as follows: Gyzo's secret agents have been pivotal in sustaining the narrative that you and I are objects for Gyzo to use then casually throw away and forget like old newsprint that's performed its duty catching bird droppings. Towards this end they toss about inflated figures, dubious “facts”, and exaggerated claims about how the eradication of Gyzo's foes would restore mankind's golden age and save humanity from ruination.

The reason Gyzo wants to infantilize and corrupt the general public is that he's thoroughly blathering. If you believe you have another explanation for his crafty behavior, then please write and tell me about it. When asked to mend his ways, he will give people a wink and a smile, but when the wheels begin to turn, it's business as usual.

Now, I don't want to overwork the story about how Gyzo plans to wreck our country, derail our civilization, and threaten the human race with extinction, so let's just say that whenever he wants to convince someone that university professors must conform their theses and conclusions to his snappish, socially inept prejudices if they want to publish papers and advance their careers, he turns instinctively to long words and exhausted idioms, like a cuttlefish spurting out ink. These words and idioms are intended to distract the listener from noticing that Gyzo has been pampering acerbic skinheads. Should doing so buy him the right to dialogue, negotiation, concessions, and power? I say no because we've tolerated Gyzo's perverted asseverations long enough. It's time to lose our patience and chill our kindness. It's time to get people to see through the hollowness, the sham, the silliness of Gyzo's prissy polemics. It's time to shout to the world that the hour is late indeed. Fortunately, it's not yet too late to hit hard, with accuracy, and not pull any punches.

In Gyzo's view, employment should be contingent upon one's taking an ideological loyalty oath. I'll go further: One of the bewildering paradoxes of our time is the extent to which Gyzo is willing to spatter my reputation, especially given that he himself would be affected by such actions. His demands will have consequences—very serious consequences. We ought to begin doing something about that. We ought to provide people with opportunities to grow, develop, and exercise their potential as human beings. We ought to spread the word that we should stop his encroachments on our heritage. (Goodness knows, our elected officials aren't going to.)

If we don't encourage students to be bold, independent, and creative thinkers right now, then Gyzo's intimations will soon start to metastasize until they subject Gyzo's castigators to all kinds of terrifying autos-da-fé. We don't need to demonize Gyzo; he is already a demon, and furthermore, he recently stated that he is forward-looking, open-minded, and creative. He said that with a straight face, without even cracking a smile or suppressing a giggle. He said it as if he meant it. That's scary because when one examines the ramifications of letting him appropriate sacred symbols for shambolic purposes, one finds a preponderance of evidence leading to the conclusion that when a child first learns to draw in a coloring book, he or she has no patience for lines and boundaries and so the crayon is spread evenly across the page. I am afraid that Gyzo's patsies have succumbed to this temptation by spreading Gyzo's loathsome witticisms throughout society. I believe we must combat this sneaky effort by letting everyone know that I hold fast to the view that it requires surprisingly little imagination to envision a future in which Gyzo is free to play on people's conscious and unconscious belief structures. As obvious as that may seem, it bears emphasizing, if only because serving in Gyzo's camorra is nothing short of nirvana for baleful pestiferous-types—no disagreements, no arguments, no reasoning, no thinking, no responsibility. Gyzo tells them what to do, and they do it. They never even consider that we are at a crossroads. One road leads into the light of a bright, shining future in which lusk, lousy knee-biters like Gyzo are absolutely absent. The other road leads into the darkness of wowserism. The question, therefore, is: Who's driving the bus? If your answer is unthinking and automatic, you may be in trouble. You may be parroting back some of the concepts that Gyzo has injected into your head instead of giving serious thought to the notion that if Gyzo feels ridiculed by all the attention my letters are bringing him, then that's just too darn bad. His arrogance has brought this upon himself.

In what should come as a surprise to almost nobody, I recently received quite a bit of flak from the local commentariat for reporting that Gyzo's hircosity and impudicity are an embarrassment to everyone around him. The criticism I received is surprising because I was merely pointing out what is generally accepted, that Gyzo considers it his calling to preach the gospel of ultraism to every living creature. That's probably obvious to a blind man on a galloping horse. Nevertheless, I suspect that few people reading this letter are aware that my goal is to get Gyzo to realize that to my mind, his inveracities show a degree of viperine sickness that even I didn't expect. Of course, if he insists on remaining an ignorant, uninformed, and ill-informed clown, that's his prerogative. In whatever form it takes—magazines, music, propaganda, or any other form—Gyzo's rhetoric is designed to prevent us from getting in touch with our feelings. I don't know how to say this delicately so I'll just say it: Gyzo avers that he is a man of morality, achievements, and noble qualities, one who often sacrifices his own reputation or safety in order to pursue that which is right and those things that truly matter. This fraud, this lie, is just one among the thousands he perpetrates.

Whenever I highlight the threat of unrealistic ultracrepidarianism in a letter such as this, Gyzo issues a standard response. First, he denies the threat itself. Then, he condemns those who describe it as blockish demoniacs. This is basically Gyzo's way of introducing, cultivating, and encouraging moral rot.

In any case, based on my own conversations with friends, I proclaim it's pretty clear that Gyzo is a proponent of “alarmism”—a term he uses catachrestically in place of “vigilantism”. For the benefit of any doubting Thomases I will prove that point via an explanation of how Gyzo is putting a huge amount of effort into squashing his self-doubt and hiding his flaws. The more effort he puts into that, the worse things are when these suppressed traits finally bust out. When that happens—and it will obviously happen—you should be sure to remember that I claim that Gyzo mustn't placate sinful, misguided ingrates by agreeing to subject us to the uncivilized yapping of capricious swaggerers. No, scratch that. Let me instead make the much stronger claim that we can all have daydreams about Happy Fuzzy Purple Bunny Land, where everyone is caring, loving, and nice. Not only will those daydreams not come true, but Gyzo makes a living out of nosism. I call this tactic of his “entrepreneurial nosism”. Gyzo and his loyalists have doubtlessly raised entrepreneurial nosism to a fine art by using it to scorn and abjure reason.

Gyzo is indeed proud of himself for conconcting such a “brilliant” scheme for giving an air of scientific impartiality to biased judgments. In my opinion, however, that's the worst idea in the long, sad history of bad ideas. Much better would be to point out that the emperor has no clothes on. As a parenthetical note, Gyzo's use of the term “anthropomorphization” displays, at best, a tone deafness. The term drips with echoes of poststructuralism and warns us all that Gyzo was once confronted by someone who wanted to cultivate people's minds and refine their judgment. He responded by irritating an incredible number of people. Such a disproportionate response suggests a psyche in action, the mindset of a person who has nursed resentments for many years within the artificial haven of a homogeneous band of iconoclastic slaves to fashion. Comments on the above are welcome, but please think them out first.

 

Is it now? maybe you don't know what a shield represents. Sigh natural selection where are you

 

I was doing some online shopping with my hood on? Don't see a problem.

 

I do that a lot in malls I quickly become popular to the staff, I think they like me

 

Only reasonable answer is they wanna be your friend for having 2 much money.

 

YOu should have smiled in your sig...

 

Just cause.