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Standard greeting - Theseus 2. Vandalism - Theseus, MMLJ 3. Hindenberg Bomb Idea - Theseus 4. Hey, WTF? - Theseus 5. I Like Monkeys - Unknown 6. Contact Info And The Like 覧覧覧覧覧覧覧覧覧 Year 01 Issue 0001 覧覧覧覧覧覧覧覧覧 Ground Zero Communications 覧覧覧覧覧覧覧覧覧 1: Standard Greeting ---------- Theseus ----------------------- Well, what can I say? Hi. I'm Theseus, of Ground Zero Communications. This text file may be a little longer than those to come. Or perhaps a little shorter. Most of the things in this one were written by me, and there's a reason for that. I had written a series of text files already when I made this. I went through my 30-something files, removed the stupid ones, and put the rest in here. If you want to comment, please do. Contact information is at the bottom. If you want to complain, please be constructive. 2: Vandalism --------------- Theseus/MMLJ --------------- Some short notes: This is presented not as a tutorial, and is not written that way. It it more a one-sided conversation, only meant to provide you with ideas. Do not complain about how I reuse sentances and beginnings of sentances. I'm not writing a novel here. This is the easiest way to communicate my thoughts to you. Some things may not apply to where you live. Deal with it. In these days of, dare I say it? "Generation Y" (blech!) us youth are quite oddly brought up. We're a combination of the worst the media has ever offered, with many Gen-X/Berkeley/beatnik/etc style over-ethics. I, for one, being very influenced by music, am often pushed over the edge by it. Perhaps you have your own reasons for wanting to destroy. I don't really care. My personal rules are as follows: 1. Do not physically hurt anyone unless it is absolutely necessary. Never include hurting animals or people in vandalism. 2. Do not worry about "how would I feel if this happened to me?" It will only keep you up at night. You know how you'd feel, why delve into it? 3. I wouldn't go as far as to cause serious permanent damage to, say, a car, but that's my own feeling on the subject, and it's probably a result of having broken rule 2. #1 Alright. First up: Cars. Sugar or sand in the gas tank trashes it. I'm sure a match or lighter would be nice too, if you don't mind losing a couple of limbs. I hear moth balls in the tank will make the car accelerate randomly, but that sounds kinda suspicious. According to the Jolly Roger gas + styrofoam + time = napalm. A car full of napalm, you say. Hmm. Of course, you could break the head lights, brake lights, windows, and locks. And always have a knife or something similiar to cut any seat belts that are hanging out and to slash tires. You can also cut plastic windows (yes, they exist, someone did this to me) and soft convertable tops. And what about playing under the hood? Also, car sales lots have nice big windows to trash, plus a shitload of cars to fuck up major. If you get inside, slash the seats, smash the radio and other stuff around it, steal shit from the glove compartment. #2 Second: Houses. If someone is out of town, like on vacation, here's some things to do: If they have an electrical outlet outside, as most houses do, plug something into it. Something quiet, and preferrably not a light - something that won't be noticed by neighbours. Maybe a cheap tape player with the volume down, or with headphones plugged in so it's quieter. Maybe a light covered by a box. If you're able, a computer is a great waste of electricity. Hey, how about plugging a powerbar into it, and plugging in a bunch of fans, or something similiar? That'd waste a lot. Also, if they have an outside hose, run it to their _back yard_ (front yard will be noticed quickly) and turn it on. Either swamp the grass, garden, etc, or aim it at any windows with cracks in them (or break a window, stick it in, and turn it on.) Keep in mind: Good basements have sewers to drain out the excess water, and if it's upstairs it could go through to the furnace and play with it, as well as fuck up the floor it wouldn't if you had it running into the basement. On the other hand, a hose in the top window is more noticable. If you don't care if you get noticed, cover the driveway in gas and set the fucker on fire. Or maybe repaint their house, or paint over their huge expensive picture window (once they get all the paint off, that's when they spot the big crack.) If you don't know if someone has an alarm, check the door to see if it has a numbered (push-button) lock... if it does, you can safely bet they have an alarm. Also, check through the window into the little hall right after the door for any buttons used to disable the security system. How about taking a bunch of rocks, roadkill, dirt, shit, paint-bombs, eggs, whatever, crack open a bedroom window, and throw everything in. Don't aim for the bed - they just wash it. Aim for mirrors, lights, walls, carpets, ceilings. If you set the roof on fire, then flood the house major so it won't wanna burn the house down. Also, you could poor shit down the chimney, smash the phone company's box on the side of the house, steal their mail, etc. Want something less destructive, but just amusing? If they've got a sturdy chimney and lawn furniture outside or in their garage, get some rope and hang chairs and shit off the roof from the chimney. That'll freak them out. If they have central air or air conditioning make their house a living stinkpit. There should be a large grey thing with a vent on the top, take some dogshit + water and throw it in there. It'll either fuck it up or stink the entire place up for weeks. #3 Three: Cable/phone boxes Those boxes that sit on lawns.. either the big brown phone ones, or the medium sized green cable boxes. You can just break/pry open the cable boxes. Inside is mostly just wires you can rip out and ruin cable for the area. The bigger brown phone boxes can be tough to open... you need a hex wrench, or so I've heard. Once you've got them open, you could either trash them and ruin phone service, or you could just hook up a lineman's handset. #4 Four: Quick bits. Move "for sale" signs around lawns. Leave boards with nails in the road. If people put out bags of shit for charities, take 'em. People give away everything from clothes to computers. Tear up garbage bags and litter the streets, or a parking lot. Put a row of garbage cans in the road so they're around a corner so they can't be seen until you turn, but are close enough so they're hard to avoid. #5 Five: Shopping carts Go to a grocery store (not one where you have to pay for carts, 'cause people are cheap) and offer to return carts for people, or just steal them.. take 'em to a park and roll 'em down a big hill, or just take like 20 and block all the doors to a school, or something else like that. You can also use them to ram bikes, cars, rednecks, garage doors, stores. Also, you could take a row of them to the top of a hill in the road, and when a car is coming, wait until they're really close, and push the carts down at them. Run. 3: Hindenberg Bomb Idea ---------- Theseus -------------------------- Someone suggested this bomb idea: Fill a balloon with helium, attach a fuse, light the fuse, and let it go. This would be much better if you filled it with hydrogen. Hydrogen is nice and combustible, as well as lighter than air and semi-easy to find (mixing some metals with hydrochloric acid will give off hydrogen gas.) Plus it'll make a fuckin' loud pop. Granted, helium is easier to get than hydrogen. 4: Hey, WTF? ---------- Theseus --------------- Hey, what gives? How come hacking is illegal? Seriously - I understand if you deface a website, or in some way damage the system, but just breaking in? Who cares? If I were to get into a computer that was used by, say, astronomers, and I found a bunch of papers on astronomy, I'd just read them. Maybe I'd explore the computer itself too, look at how they've modified it, things like that... just 'cause I'm curious. So why does the FBI think this is such a major crime? Classified stuff shouldn't be online, so it's not like I'm going to find anything like that. I hack for the same reason I go through the library's government reports on the level of chemicals in tap water: because I'm curious... that's it. I don't want to know how to hide lethal chemicals in water so I can kill everyone in the town, just as I don't particularly care about how to hide a back door in the astronomy computer. If they want me out, they can just lock me out, and I'll head elsewhere. 5: I Like Monkeys ---------- Author Unknown ------------- The pet store was selling them for five cents a piece. I thought this was odd since they were normally a couple thousand. I decided not to look a gift horse in the mouth so I bought 200 of them. I like monkeys. I took my 200 monkeys home. I have a big car. I let one of them drive. His name was Sigmund. He was messed up. In fact, none of them were really bright. They kept punching themselves in the head. I laughed. They punched me in the head. I stopped laughing. I herded them into my room. They didn稚 adapt very well to their new environment. They would screech and hurl themselves off the couch at high speeds and slam into the wall. Although humorous at first, the spectacle lost its novelty halfway into its third hour. Two hours later I found out why all the monkeys were so inexpensive; they all died. No apparent reason. They all just sort of dropped dead. Kinda like when you buy a goldfish and it dies five hours later. God damn cheap monkeys. I didn稚 know what to do. There were 200 dead monkeys lying all over my room, on the bed, in the dresser, hanging from my bookcase. It looked like I had 200 throw rugs. I tried to flush one down the toilet. It didn稚 work. It got stuck. Then I had one dead, wet monkey and one hundred ninety-nine dead, dry monkeys. I tried to pretend that they were just stuffed animals. That worked for a while. That is, until they began to decompose. It started to smell real bad. I had to piss but there was a dead monkey in my toilet and I didn稚 want to call a plumber. I was embarrassed. I tried to slow down the decomposition by freezing them. Unfortunately there was only enough room for two at a time, so I had to change them every 30 seconds. I also had to eat all the food in the freezer so it didn稚 go bad. I tried to burn them, but little did I know that my bed was flammable. I had to extinguish the fire. Then I had one dead, wet monkey in my toilet, two dead, frozen monkeys in my freezer, and one hundred ninety-seven dead, charred monkeys in a pile on my bed. The odour wasn稚 improving. I became agitated at my inability to dispose of the dead monkeys and I really had to use the bathroom. So I went and severely beat one of the monkeys. I felt better. I tried throwing them away but the garbage man said the city was not allowed to dispose of charred primates. I told him I had a wet one. He wouldn稚 take that either. I didn稚 bother asking about the frozen ones. I finally arrived at a solution. I gave them out as Christmas gifts. My friends didn稚 quite know what to say. They pretended to like them, but I could tell they were lying. Ingrates. So I punched them in the head. I like monkeys. 6: Contact Info ---------- E-mailing gzc@privacyx.com ought to work. If it doesn't, ask the person you got this from if they know us, or know someone who knows us, etc. -------------------------- Copyright (C) 1999 Ground Zero Communications "In Thy right hand there are pleasures forever." - Psalms 16:11 If you have a legal issue with us, please contact us at gzc@privacyx.com. All Ground Zero Publications are meant for educational purposes, and only educational purposes. We do not officially condone nor support illegal activity of any kind, nor do we encourage that you follow any ideas presented in these files. If you do, it's your own damn fault. This file is free; you can redistribute it and/or modify it provided you clearly mark any and all changes made to the file. 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