O= /) FLIPPERSMACK 015 `= culturemag for a penguin generation http://www.flippersmack.com x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x A common misconception is that raves are all about drugs. Sure, you'll find them there, but people forget that you can find drugs at concerts and schools just as easily. Sometimes these misconceptions lead to ravers to be pre-judged as drooling babbling crackheads. Last Saturday in Los Angeles, a pair of ravers were pre-judged.. by the LAPD. Their rights were violated, and their pleas for justice fallen on deaf ears. They were video journalists, part of the underground rave crew F.A.M.I.L.Y. George Gomez wrote a letter to the community about his experience. pinguino [pinguino@comicartist.com] Flippersmack Archives: http://www.penguinpalace.com/ http://www.nettwerked.net/ http://www.ghu.ca/ tABLE oF cONTENTS I Was Arrested Last Saturday Night .................George Gomez [review] Sojourn #1 ................................Stone Dragon [review] Generic Comic Book #1......................Stone Dragon Fear and Loathing at DefCon .........................Random Dent An Introductory Guide to DATU Systems .................The Clone Blood and Gin ...........................................Mr. Log .x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x I WAS ARRESTED LAST SATURDAY NIGHT George Gomez (phathead@phatnetwork.net) It was around two forty in the morning. Technically it was Sunday August 12, though we had been working since six in the afternoon, and F.A.M.I.L.Y. 7-Year Anniversary party was schedule for Saturday August 11, 2001. I had been working for eight ours now with myself acting in a couple scenes. All major takes had been shot by now with only the party people shaking their ass left to cover. I was tired but happy since everything up to that point was going far better than I expected. The crowd, though smaller in turnout than expected, look like they were having a good time and was acting very respectful to our request to film the event. I just feeling good that I was living my dream of directing my first feature based on the life that I love the most. We (my Director of Photography and I) had spent the last 5 minutes filming me dance when he realized it was time for a new tape. He told me he was going to the viewing room to put in a fresh new DV tape. Meanwhile, I decided to go to the bathroom to catch my breath and get a drink of water. As I walk out the main room I notice 4 Los Angeles County sheriffs walk in the main doors of the gym. Having experience cops walking in to past events before I became very nervous. Afraid that they would do something to intimidate the attendees I ran back to the view room and snatched the camera from my DP. I ran back into the main room and looked for the sheriffs. At first I couldn't find them so I ran upstairs (the location's main entrance - the gym was underground) to see if they left. As I ran upstairs I saw Doug ( F.A.M.I.L.Y. originator and producer of the show ). He informed me that the sheriffs had gone inside the gym and that I should go find them. I ran back to the gym. I begun to look around the crow when I finally saw them on the opposite corner of the room from the entrance between the main light rig and the left speaker tower. I could tell they were hiding themselves in the dark corner of the room watching the crowd. I proceeded to turn on the camera and record their actions. At first one of the officers shined his flashlight on the lens of the camera making it impossible for me to get a good shot. I began to walk away from them as they approached the camera. One of them asked me to turn off the camera. I told him I was on my right to have the camera on. He told me that he wanted to talk to me. I said fine. He again told me to turn off the camera. By this time we had kept walking back towards the entrance of the room where I was able to get a good shot of me standing next to the sheriff. I again told him that I wouldn't turn the camera off and that is not against the law if I refuse. He then ask me a third time to turn it off. I told him that I was in the middle of production and that anything he had to say to me he can say it while the camera was on. At this point he reached for my free hand and twisted my arm around my back. Another officer went for my arm with the camera and began to pinch my wrist. The pain from the pinch forced me to let go of the camera. I began to ask him what did I do wrong. He put his arm on my chest and asked me why was my heart beating so hard. I told him that it was because I had two sheriffs next to me with one holding my arm around my back. He then told me to put my hands behind my back and proceeded to handcuff me. I asked him what was I doing wrong. He told me I was "under the influenced." I denied the charges explaining that I was working and I was completely sober and was willing to take any drug test they wanted. In fact, I demanded to be drug tested. None of the officers responded to my pleas. At that point while handcuffed I can hear Doug arguing with the officers about the fact that I was the cameraman hired to film the event. He also began to show the officers the permits. The officers ignored his pleas and asked him who he was. He told them he was the producer of the show. One of the officers replied with, "well your eyes look dilated and you are acting very agitated. As far I can tell you are under the influenced." At that point they handcuffed him. They begin to search me and ask me if I had anything on me. I said no, but they searched me anyway. They asked Doug if he had anything on him. He said yes that he had a bag of marijuana on him. They began to search him. The sheriffs began to harass the partygoers and working staff. As Doug and I where lead outside the sheriffs began doing random searches and other illegal activities to intimidate the crowd. From what I can tell this made everyone real nervous and give the impression to attendees that the event was being shut down. Doug and I where driven away in the back of a sheriff cruiser to the station with my rights still not given to us. Later I was told that tactics of the sheriffs worked leaving the event empty of attendees. The event never officially got shut down. We arrived at the station around 3:40 am. At the station, Doug and I kept insisting on our right to be drug tested, but we where never tested. We were never given our free phone call and our rights were never read. After spending little over six hours in a holding cell we were both release. Final violation on my ticket was 11550(A)H&S UNDER THE INFLUENCE OF A CONTROLLED SUBSTANCE ( STIMULANT). I called later to find out details on the final report and the nightwatch officer informed me that the sheriffs had the decency to write that we refused to be drug tested. A PLEA OF INNOCENCE!! As you can imagine Doug and I are very traumatized by the event. The more I play the incident in my head the more I can't believe the injustices that were done to us. The sheriffs had no reason to intimidate the crowd. The location was fully permitted for both people and production crew. There was nothing legally they can do to shut us down so they arrested the people in charge of the event and intimidated the attendees into submission. They never read our rights nor told us whether we were being sustained or arrested. And finally, after many requested to be drug tested, we where not given any tests. And like I said before, final reports have Doug and I refusing to take the test. It is because of all this I make a plea to anyone who was there and who saw myself and/or Doug get handcuffed, and heard what was being said to us, and can testify to the fact we demanded to be tested to please come forward. Doug and I could be looking anywhere from a year in probation with weekly drug- testing, to a year in jail if we decide to plea not guilty and decide to fight the case. Because of this, Doug is seriously thinking about calling it quits and the end of the F.A.M.I.L.Y. gatherings. Anyone who has been to a Friends And Music I Love You event knows how much these gatherings have defined the meaning of "Underground" and "House Party," to many of us and now this could mean the end of an era that only F.A.M.I.L.Y. gatherings events offer. I personally would be very hurt to see this be the end of such an underground experience. This attacks on our scene have only gotten worst in the past year and they will continue to succeed in forever killing our scene unless we stand up to them. I'm willing to do what ever it takes to prove my innocence. The only thing I'm guilty of is loving my House and Techno Underground Scene for the love it has shown me back and my wanting to put that love on film. But one person can save the love. We all have to do it together. Love & Respect, George Gomez P.S. - Anyone with information on eyewitness to the events I just mention should e-mail me to phathead@phatnetwork.net. I also recomemd to everyone to really look at the Summer of Unity website. I think this proves just how bad things are in our country and is only going to go away if we stand up to it. The Youth Unite Coalition March is today, Tuesday August 14. I will definitely be there to demand that our generation is not just kids on drugs. We are the future and we demand a better world!! http://www.phatnetwork.net/summerofunity Updates on the situation will be posted at www.phatnetwork.net -.x.x.x.- Sojourn #1 by Stone Dragon (r_lull@hotmail.com) Sojourn issue one involves setting the storyline for Arwyn, a lovely female archer, who has just lost her husband and baby daughter in a raid from the Troll army of Mordath - an evil conqueror returned from the grave after 300 years. After her family's death, Arwyn, and her faithful dog, Kreeg, set out to destroy Mordath once and for all. This is a great comic for those of you out there who really enjoy a medievil setting, complete with all the trappings of a typical Dungeons and Dragons game. The art is well done, and the coloring is rich and sets the mood very well. Nararation is done by Ayden, a warrior who slew Mordath three centuries before this story takes place. How Ayden is able to tell a story, let alone keep from breaking his hip, isn't really explained. A future episode, perhaps? It looks like those of you who want a little bloodshed and gore won't be disappointed with this comic. In about four pages, Trolls are hacked, pierced by arrows, and taken to gurgling deaths by throat slashing, all at the hands of Arwyn. Payback is bitch. Literally. Look for the second issue to this new and exciting comic from Crossgen the 22nd of August. -.x.x.x.- Generic Comic Book by Stone Dragon (r_lull@hotmail.com) We all have a generic idea of what most comic book covers look like, whether it be a picture of some buff dude wearing a tight, midnight blue uniform with a large "W" on the chest, or the female equivalent. How about this one though: a comic book all in yellow, with only the words "COMIC BOOK" in bold black letters on the front? This is one generic comic that catches the eye right away with it's plainess. Even the story inside this bleak exterior is run-of-the-mill, but it's intentionally so. Enter evil genius eager for recognition for his insidious work on the Destruction Beam. With it, he has the power to destroy the entire universe. In order to get the world to know what he is doing, he calls the media. Now, enter hot news babe, complete with a bumbling Clark Kent-oid, attempting to ask for a date. News babe ignores the Kent clone, intent on getting a great story about the Destruction beam. She takes off in a cab to go straight to the evil genius's lab. Mr. mild-mannered follows her, and changes into a super hero, courtesy of a nearby phonebooth. He swaggers out, and calls a cab to follow "that hot babe in the OTHER taxi". Spoof is the name of the game here, and it doesn't fail to get a few laughs at the expense of the entire superhero comic genre. Masterfully pulled off by Comics Conspiracy, this comic is sure to make you chuckle, and definately smirk a little. Enjoy it with a "GOOD BEER" and some "TORTILLA CHIPS" brand snacks! -.x.x.x.- Fear and Loathing at Defcon By Random Dent Freaks, geeks, and hackers unite. Defcon is here. This will be my first year here, ^CircuiT^'s second. We arrived here around 9:30am for registration. 4 hours of waiting. I guess we were a little anxious. After registration there wasn't much to do around the Alexis. No speakers until tommorow, so we decided to head out to The Strip. Las Vegas is hot. Really hot. ^CircuiT^ got a Fruitopia from a vending machine outside, and it burnt his tongue drinking it. We were sweaty, stinky, and no Mexicans would give me pr0n. So we decided to hang out at out at our hotel until tommorow. Friday morning a group of us met at Denny's before Defcon kicked off. Got to meet some nice people, namely BlakeM, Limbo, and Scin. Also met Ripper, who got handcuffed for having quite a few guns on him. I think I'll stay away from him this weekend... We got back at the Alexis around 10:00am. Attended Sharado's "Security & Privacy- An Introduction To Some Interesting Concepts." Pretty basic Privacy issues. He is from India, so I'm not sure too many of us knew what he was saying. After that we met Pinguino. Scavenger Hunt = hours of fun. Which is where this article comes in. We were running around this horrible town for hours. As in about 6 hours. Did I mention it's really hot in Las Vegas? Probably. At least I got to get my picture taken with the Backstreet Boys...*cough* Later that night was Hacker Jeapordy. Our team didn't get picked. Bummer. I was amazed how easily the people at Defcon were amused by some fat kid drinking beer... Drunken-Whores = Pretty damn lame. We only stuck around for the first round. Vana was getting down to very little clothing, and ^CircuiT^ had to go jump in the pool. Naked. Saturday comes along. This is where I start the article. I'm at Ofir Arkin's "Introducing X-Playing Tricks With ICMP." Maybe I should pay more attention. Maybe not. I'm on a Scavenger Hunt. *Note from Pinguino* Random Dent was a member of the A-Team, and they had to write an article about their experiences at DefCon for some points. They ended up winning the Scavenger Hunt. Suprised they had time to attend speeches, with all the stuff they found and did for the hunt! -.x.x.x.- An Introductory Guide to DATU Systems by The Clone (theclone@hackcanada.com) Disclaimer: The content within this file is for informational and entertainment purposes only. Unauthorized access of the systems spoken about in this file may get you in trouble with local and/or national law enforcement. Introduction: DATU (pronounced 'dat-you') stands for Direct Access Testing Unit. A DATU unit is a physical device which is located at the local CO on a wiring card that is connected to a "no test trunk"), that allows field technicians and linesman to dial up to the trunk and perform various tests on a subscribers line. The DATU system itself extends the field technician and linesmans testing capabilities of subscriber lines through a non-metallic pair gain system. DATU was once manufactured and marketed by Hekemian Labs, but is now currently manufactured and marketed by Harris-Dracon division. Even though newer systems exist, DATU is still the most used analog, menu driven dial up test-board out there. Locating: Locating and administrating a DATU system can be easy if you know the default suffixes your local phone company places them on. Many phone companies (Bell South) went through the unneeded liberty of changing the name of DATU either for the sake of unethical renaming of standard components, or for security reasons. Below is a list of regions, regional specific default suffixes, and the test system names associated with the specific regions. Note: 4-Tel is not a DATU, however it does function in a similar way to the DATU therefore I feel it belongs on this list... Canada: Name: '4-TEL' (manufactured by: Teradyne) Region: Alberta Area-Code: 403, 780 Default: XXX-9935, XXX-DATU (3288), XXX-4TEL (4835) Name: '4-TEL' (manufactured by: Teradyne) Region: British Columbia Area-Code: 250, 604 Default: XXX-9935, XXX-DATU (3288), XXX-4TEL (4835) United States: Name: 'DATU' Region: New Jersey Area-Code: 908 Default: XXX-9935, XXX-DATU Name: 'DATU' Region: New York Area-Code: 212 Default: XXX-9935, XXX-DATU Name: 'VoiceService' Region: Bell South Area-Code: 205, 229, 251, 321, 334, 386, 404, 407, 470, 478, 504, 606, 678, 704, 731, 754, 770, 859, 901, 904, 912, 919, 954, 980, 984, 985 Default: XXX-0000 Info: Default VoiceService Admin PIN: (area code) You can ONLY administrate a VoiceService system if you have a Nortel 3580A capable of transmitting the KP tone. - KP Entry: XXXX KP pwd: XXX - When you get the pseudo recording, enter KP XXXX, and then KP PS, then KP XXX. The recording (ST) will say: "Remote Access VoiceService Completion Center 83E" - Enter Service or Subscriber number, then press * or to get a live supervisor press 1 KP #. Options: - Add service - Remote Service - Change Type of Service - Remove CID information from line-set - Add Bunker - Remove Bunker Administrating (From Harris DATU Manual): 1. Dial Datu Access Number 2. Enter Password 3. Dial Seven digit subscriber number 4. DATU will respond: "connected to xxx-xxxx.", "OK", or "connected to xxx-xxxx, busy line, audio monitor". Non-Pair gain lines proceed to step 7. Note: If busy line, DATU will not access the DC By-Pass Pair or the metallic Access Unit. 5. SLC lines: If line is idle DATU will respond "Pair Gain Line" followed by "processing" ("Processing" may be repeated for up to 25 seconds) DATU will give voice message: Single Party line\ (Good) | Multi-Party Line | Followed by Coin Line / *ENTER RT NUMBER* Channel Not Available (No/Bad channel test results) PGTC Failure/By-Pass If same recording is heard Pair Busy repeatedly alert supervisor Pair Gain System Alarm (Alert Supervisor) 6. If Good (or bad) Channel test results enter the RT number dial "*" to end ("**" toggle on or off the Alpha mode). Enter Pair Number, Dial "*" to end. Dial "0 *" to use existing DC TEST pair. DATU will connect to the By-Pass Pair or call the Metallic Access Unit in the RT, except when By-Pass is busy or Pair Gain System is in alarm. See Step 7 after connection to the remote site. 7. LINE PREPARATION FUNCTION DIAL CODES: 2 = Audio Monitor 33 = Short Tip and Ring to Ground 37 = Short Ring to ground (Tip Open) 38 = Short Tip to ground (Ring Open) 44 = High Level Tone on Tip and Ring 47 = High Level Tone On Ring (Tip Grounded) 48 = High Level Tone on Tip (Ring Grounded) 5 = Low Level Tone 6 = Open Line 7 = Short Line (Tip to Ring Short) 9 = Permanent Signal Release # = New Subscriber Line ## = Force Disconnect * = Connect preparation function after disconnect (system programmable from 1 to 99 minutes enter number of minutes); enter number of minutes after "*" Single Line Access: 1. Dial the DATU access number 2. Enter the user password 3. Enter the "*" and subscriber number for non pair gain lines or Enter "**" and subscriber's number for pair gain lines and then enter RT number. Dial "*" to end. Enter pair number. Dial "*" to end. 4. Enter Function Desired 5. Enter number of minuets to apply condition 6. Hang up and wait 30 seconds for DATU to access and condition line, (90 seconds for RT connection). Alpha Character Codes (when physically at DATU station): (space) = 11 A = 21 B = 22 C = 23 D = 31 F = 33 G = 41 H = 42 I = 43 K = 52 L = 53 M = 61 N = 62 P = 71 Q = 74 R = 72 S = 73 U = 82 V = 83 W = 91 X = 92 Y = 93 Z = 94 = 13 = = 12 / = 15 Generic DATU commands: 2 - Audio Monitor (allows you to monitor traffic on a busy line) 3 - Short To Ground (establishes connection between tip, ring, and ground) 4 - High Level Tone (injects 577MHz tone onto subscriber line to assist linemen in locating your pair at remote terminal. 577MHz tone is interrupted four times per second for identification purposes) 5 - Low Level Tone (injects 577MHz tone to locate pair on remote terminal when subscriber line is busy) 6 - Open Line (opens the subscriber line by removing the battery and ground thereby dropping voltage from line and disabling pair) 7 - Short Line (places short across the tip and ring of the subscriber line at the Central Office) 8 - Read Menu 9 - Permanent Signal Release 33 - Short Tip and Ring to ground 37 - Short Ring to ground (Tip open) 38 - Short Tip to ground (Ring open) 44 - High Level Tone on Tip and Ring 47 - High Level Tone on Ring (Tip grounded) 48 - High Level Tone on Tip (Ring grounded) * - Line Preparation Function (used to continue line preparation function after disconnecting from the systems access line. Specify 1-9 minutes) # - New Subscriber Line (disconnects you from the current subscriber line and allows you to specify another subscriber line) ## - Force Disconnect (for up to twenty minutes) Credit: Thank you to POS_RLS (irc.2600.net #hellsouth) for the additional Bell South VoiceService information. -.x.x.x.- Blood and Gin by Mr_Log (hatredonalog@hotmail.com) The car rolled smoothly down the shaded cul du sac. The wind blew piled leaves about in the street around the car. The sleek machine rounded the corner and sped up. The driver was a younger man with dark hair. He smelled of gin and sweat. His eyes were soree and dry from crying, and he swore he wouldn't cry again. His hands felt clamy and he knew he would again. He just couldn't stop thinking about the child. As he turned another corner the car crashed through a mountain of leaves piled up on the curb. The driver's thoughts were a confused jumble of erratic things. The one thing on top of all of it was the child. The screams of pain, fear and finality. He could still hear the wailing, the final announcement of pain. It had happened about two hours earlier. An accident. His accident. He knew it was his fault; he had been drinking. A part of him wanted to blame it on the mother for not watching her flesh and blood. He also wanted to blame the child for being reckless. It was his fault and he knew it. He should have been paying more attention, so this wouldn't happen. He had been driving through the parking lot of one super-market or another. He had been buying more booze. The little boy who couldn't have been older than seven or eight sprinted out in front of him. He thought the child would make it, but he must have tripped or stumbled on something. His own shoe laces. A stone in the road. It did not matter. He had felt a bump that was out of ordinary for the suspension system on his finely tuned lump of german engineered steel. Then he heard the scream. It sounded like a thousand people protesting death. He looked in the passenger seat. The only thing that his eyes could fixate on was a bottle of gin. In the distance the coast was getting closer, and the sun was almost down. It was spilling fire across the water. His eyes drifted from the bottle to the glove compartment. He could smell the fresh perspiration on his brow. When he got the coast, at a small bluff over-looking the ocean, he put the car in park. He reached for the glove compartment, but his hand twitched and manuevered it's way toward and gripped the bottle of gin. He needed something to temporarily block the pain. One good drink from the bottle's lip and ended up spitting most of it back out on to the dashboard. It hid the passenger floor with a dull thud. This time he reached for and found the glove compartment. Out of the compartment he pulled a nine millimeter. He popped the clip out; still had bullets. Six. Good. After the clip was securely popped back into place and the safety removed, the barrel was pointed at his best and only friend. Also his worst enemy. The monkey on his back. Inside the car, the report from the gun was deafening. It was quite audible outside the car aswell. Inside there was glass and gin scattered around the cab. With that done, it felt as though a great weight was lifted off his shoulders and chest. This did not stop the tears from flowing, however. As he bit down on the barrel, he began to shudder but he told himself it had to be done. The pain should only last seconds. If that. A bullet through the brain... instantaneous blackness. The back window would blow out, the car alarm would sound and his head would fall onto the horn. The police would come, or were probably already on their way after the first shot. He opened his eyes to a forgiving white light. He pulled the trigger a second time. His blood once again mixed with the gin. +-----------------------------------------------------+ Flippersmack (c) 2001 Flippersmack All Rights Reserved. Penguins do it better.