By making a game of it, naturally.
"Like a paranoid version of pin the tail on the donkey, the favorite sport
at this gathering of computer hackers and phone phreaks seems to be hunting
down real and imagined telephone security and Federal and local law
enforcement authorities who the attendees are certain are tracking their
every move... Of course, they may be right." - John Markhoff, NYT
Black) earphone penny loafer sunglass wearing Clint Eastwood to live and
die in LA type lurking about, point him out. Just get my attention and
claim out loud you think you have spotted a fed. The people around at the
time will then (I bet) start to discuss the possibility of whether or not a
real fed has been spotted. Once enough people have decided that a fed has
been spotted, and the Identified Fed (I.F.) has had a say, and informal
vote takes place, and if enough people think it's a true fed, or fed
wanna-be, or other nefarious style character, you win a "I spotted the
fed!" shirt, and the I.F. gets an "I am the fed!" shirt.
and undetected, but would still secretly like an "I am the fed!" shirt to
wear around the office or when booting in doors, please contact me when no
one is looking and I will take your order(s). Just think of all the looks
of awe you'll generate at work wearing this shirt while you file away all
the paperwork you'll have to produce over this convention. I won't turn in
any feds who contact me, they have to be spotted by others.
Fed!" shirts, and will be trading them for coffee mugs, shirts or baseball
hats from your favorite TLA. If you want to swap bring along some goodies
and we can trade. Be stealth about it if you don't want people to spot you.
Agents from foreign governments are welcome to trade too, but I gotta work
on my mug collection and this is the fastest way.
Ooops! I forgot to ask. How does one catch a secret agent at a
meeting... VIQ this one... :-).
On 26/11/2015 09:08, Doug wrote:
I went to lots and lots of meetings over the years...on all sorts of
subjects... And for all sorts of reasons...I went dressed up as a
communist, socialist, liberal, conservative, social democrat, trade
unionist, actor, player, poet and in so many other guises that I can't
remember them all. Sometimes I even switched roles during a performance and
became a raging environmentalist, or a compliant and grovelling
subject...ever so 'umble to m'lord; even worse, changed or forgot my lines
altogether half way through; though my best role was as a plain loonie; in
that position I felt that I performed at my best because I was at my most
sincere. Once, I even went to Cinderella's Ball dressed as a
transvestite... A most janusian and existential experience, to all gathered
there, if I may say so.
Now how would you, armed with such truthful, concise and congealed
information supplied by such an independent and reliable open source as my
goodself on the Cryptome mailing list, to which you subscribe...categorise
or classify me in that great mind of yours? How would you, in an assumed
role as an amateur spy, report my chis to an imaginary superior? This is
purely in the interests of an academic exercise in your and our
intellectual development, of course...😉😉...say no more...😇😇😇.
On Nov 26, 2015 01:55, Michael Best <themikebest@xxxxxxxxx> wrote:
"Anybody know the half life of an FBI file? It's longer than any of our
Always thought Cryptome was just based in Manhattan, not supplying
dialogue for the show about the project ;)
On Nov 25, 2015, at 8:48 PM, Michael Best <themikebest@xxxxxxxxx> wrote:
"You know, there were times I envied the spies. They never worked
alone. Rendezvouses, meetings, signals, betrayals... one big, happy family.
Wanna hear a joke? How do you catch a Communist? Hold a meeting. Not a
joke, actually, a real tactic. The FBI... a bunch of amateurs... but even
they know how to read a hotel registry or a passenger manifest. The best
blacklists are the ones the traitors sign all by themselves."
The writers were practically channeling JYA.