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Kevin MitnickKevin Mitnick (born August 6, 1963) is one of the most famous crackers (black-hat hackers) to be jailed and convicted. Mitnick was arrested by the FBI on February 15, 1995 and charged with breaking into some of the United States' most "secure" computer systems.Following his arrest, Mitnick was held without bail for over two years before sentencing: he has said that he set some kind of United States record by being held for four and a half years without a bail hearing, while also held in solitary confinement[?] for eight months "in order to prevent a possible nuclear strike being initiated by me from a prison payphone". The course of his trial and punishment became a cause celebre amongst the hacker community. This movement was spearheaded by 2600's "Free Kevin" campaign. He was released from prison in January 2002, but banned from using the Internet until the midnight of January 21, 2003. On January 21, 2003, on the live television show The Screen Savers on TechTV, Kevin Mitnick visited the first website since his release, the blog of his girlfriend (http://www.labmistress.com/). His arrest is detailed in the book Takedown. Other media inspired by Mitnick's story includes the movie Hackers 2. As a hacker, Kevin Mitnick is best known for his use of social engineering. He wrote a book on this subject after leaving prison but before returning to the Internet: The Art of Deception: Controlling the Human Element of Security. It was published in October 2002. The first chapter of the book was omitted by the publisher. It gives some details of his own "career" and his grievances against hacker-journalist John Markoff[?]. The chapter has since been made available elsewhere.
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LEMMY. [Goggling] Wife! Not me--I daon't want ter myke no food for
children's 'eritage. Well; wot's the 'eritage like, now we've got
like? [Warming to his theme] Like a prophecy in the pypers--not a
'ead, I think!
LEMMY. I did the gas to-dy in the cellars of an 'ouse where the wine
in the 'all, butler broad as an observytion balloon, an' four
all for no more o' them glorious weeds-style an' luxury was orf. See
works from 'and to mouth in a glutted market--an' there they stand
reg'lar overcome by it. I left a thing in that cellar--I left a
from his mug.]
MRS. L. [Placidly, feeling the warmth of the little she has drunk]
'er--I never see anything so peaceful. 'Ow dyer manage it?
MRS. L. Settin' 'ere and thenkin'.
LEA. Wot abaht?
MRS. L. We-el--Money, an' the works o' God.
LEMMY. Ah! So yer give me a thought sometimes.
MRS. L. [Lofting her mug] Yu ought never to ha' spent yore money on
brother Jim went to Ameriky. [Smacking her lips] For a teetotal
'Ere's to the conflygrytion in the sky!
MRS. L. [Comfortably] So as to kape up therr, 'twon't du no 'arm.
LEMMY goes to the window and unhooks his fiddle; he stands with
leans out. A confused murmur of voices is heard; and a snatch
of feet, and figures are passing in the street.
LEMMY. [Turning--excited] Wot'd I tell yer, old lydy? There it is-
Cheerio!
VOICE. [Answering] Cheerio!
LEMMY. [Leaning out] I sy--you 'yn't tykin' the body, are yer?
VOICE. Nao.
LEMMY. Did she die o' starvytion O.K.?
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