Author: darthjedi
For every bit of unexpected money you receive, there is an equal and opposite unexpected bill that needs to be paid.
Internet beware – it all started with the letter E
I started using the internet almost 20 years ago; and while I was a minor, with no job, I gained internet access in sometimes nefarious ways. I spent my time on the internet staying out of trouble (or not getting caught), but let’s just say that I was no Angel, and my purpose for being on the internet was to learn as much as I could.
As a result of the last 20 years of active involvement in security, I have learned to think like the criminals, and know how to attack and protect against their wily ways. As a result, you would have a very hard time finding someone as paranoid and cautious as I am on the internet. However, this afternoon, I was a victim of Internet fraud. Take a few minutes to listen to how I fell victim, and how I responded.
Hopefully, the information presented here will help make you even more cautious as you fire up your browsers and go strolling down the streets of the ghetto at the midnight hour, in the pitch black.
Victims of Internet fraud often fall into two categories: those who are not paying attention (inattentive), and those who are uninformed (ignorant). In my case, it was a combination of both.
When working on the Internet, my fingers and I have this agreement: I think, and they type. There really isn’t a lot of surface level communication that goes on between my fingers and brain. I can be talking to someone about one thing, thinking about something else, and typing a third, and completely unrelated thing.
The Inattentive phase
Sometime this afternoon while trying to deal with some online marketing things I have been doing, yelling at my boys to stop yelling at each other, and thinking through issues of regulations around export controls, I opened up my internet browser and typed in Facebook.com. The only problem is, My fingers rebelled, ever-so-slightly, and they misplaced the E.
At the same time, as my fingers are misbehaving, somewhere out on the internet, an attacker is sitting and patiently waiting with a domain registered to a very slight variation on the name of Facebook. This server domain name (it’s like the computers postal address) is registered in Tijuana Mexico but the traffic is forwarded to another domain registered in Panama City. That domain is hosted on a server in the Bahamas.
As I’m flipping through different browser windows, I come back to my “Facebook” page, and see that it is displaying a "survey" which purports (although never directly states) that it is from Facebook. The survey, a three question survey, was filled with questions like "what do you think about social networking, do you think it brings you closer to friends, do you have any suggestions for us to make it better". After 30 seconds, I was complete, and ready to be directed back to Facebook (or so I thought), and then the site showed a screen that said "put in your phone number to register for a giveaway".
“Eh, I suppose if Facebook wants to spend $300 out of it’s billions of dollars to give away an iPhone, my 3GS could be upgraded. Besides, what’s sensitive about my phone number, it’s on the do not call registry, and I could change it at any time for $30 dollars.” This is what is going through my mind, as I’m continuing to yell at my boys who are yelling at each other, and at this point almost coming to blows; while I work on some marketing material and skip back from the BIS page on export controls. After putting in the phone number, I got a text message saying "this is the code you need", and subsequently the web page prompted me to enter the code.
“Yeah, sure, I guess”, – that’s what went through my mind. I mean, really, what harm can come from putting in a code they just sent to my phone – there is nothing personally identifiable about that…
The Ignorance Phase
What I didn’t realize is that in the world of Cell Phones there is a whole billing infrastructure with the cell phone companies that if someone text’s you a code through the phone company, and you then give them that code which they represent to the phone companies, that equates to an electronic signature, and the phone companies then assume that you are agreeing to be billed for a specified amount (or a reoccurring specified amount).
So here I am, I have this “digital signature” in my hand, and on the next page there is a big spot to put in your code and some tiny itty bitty print – that no one ever pays attention to, right? I typed in the code and hit submit; and the page came back and said “I’m sorry, this offer is full, would you like to see another one”? At this point I was like “WTF!"?”.
I skimmed the page and saw the “very fine print” that said, “by entering this code you are registering for a monthly service plan for free ringtones”. No big deal though, right; the page said that I couldn’t be entered because the deal was already full, and I should try signing up for another one.
The Response
So, I wasn’t paying attention, and I didn’t know how cell phone companies support billing services through text messaging. But at this point, I already knew I had fallen for a scam. So what did I do?
The first thing I did was get right on the phone to AT&T. To hell with this company that just told me they couldn’t sign me up because they’re register was full (and I do not mean that euphemistically either) – I knew I couldn’t trust that as far as I could throw it.
I immediately got on the phone with AT&T and had them reverse the charges and cancel the reoccurring charges. I have an appointment with their fraud department tomorrow (they were closed today), so that I can give them as much information as possible so that they can prevent this from happening to other people. Which leads me to my second step – I told everyone I know about it. Sure, in the end, there might be someone who is going to say “Haha, you gots pWned” – but my response would be STFU (that’s more euphemistically).
You see, these people prey on the lack of communication; they prey on the fact that by jumping through multiple international boundaries they are all but assured they will never be pursued. They prey on the fact that the cell phone company can just write off a couple million dollars in fraudulent charges. And yet, the worst thing I could do is not tell everyone I know to keep an eye out, so that they too, are not victimized.
Which comes to the third and final thing I did. I went to the Internet Crime Complaint Center (http://www.ic3.gov/default.aspx) and the FTC Complaint Center (https://www.ftccomplaintassistant.gov/) and filled out their complaint forms. Sure, as small as this fraud attempt was, they could care less; however, perhaps these people have been defrauding individuals out of millions of dollars, perhaps every little bit of evidence they collect increases the chance that that’ll go after these guys. But in reality, it just gave me a great feeling to tell on them! LoL
So Remember
In the end, as a consumer surfing the internet (as you likely do – if you are reading this), keep the following in mind:
- Suspect everyone;
- Trust no one;
- Verify, verify and Verify;
- Pay attention;
- Educate yourself on the technology you use;
- Decrease the possibility that the crime lords will collect anymore money: tell everyone;
- If you think you were the victim of internet crime, act immediately!
You know, these guys are smart, they’re never going to catch them, even if they go after them. So in the end, I just tell myself that somewhere in the world, there is an internet crime lord who is having a beer on me. Drink it up buddy, because it’s going to be awfully hot in hell! ![]()
Size does Matter!
So, yesterday evening, I was relaying to Donovan the large change over the course of my short life in the size and power of the personal computer. We researched some of the first computers, and I even introduced him to punch cards. As a side note, I still cannot find my piece of Mylar punch tape – wherever did it go!
Anyway, in reviewing an announcement that came a few weeks ago by Intel, I found this bit of information. Intel now has one of the smallest Solid State Hard drives on the market.
I’ve been impressed at the size of the 2.5 inch hard drives that go into laptops (they’re roughly the size of an American dollar bill). Take a look at the latest 80 GB hard drive, compared to the dollar size 2.5.
Pretty soon, we’ll have watches that can store a terabyte of data – what do you think of that Mr. James Bond?
They tell me that his story was violent…
So a public school teacher told me this afternoon that in thirteen years of teaching, she had never had a child illustrate a picture book the way my son had, so it had upset her, and she wouldn’t tolerate it. I let her know that in thirteen years, she has never had a child as amazing as my son, end of story.
Here is a little more detail:
The teacher drew pictures of Santa, and he was supposed to write the story behind it.
He started off with Santa not wanting to get up, so a bear hit him over the head with a bell (instead of ringing the bell while standing over him). Then they tried to steal his pants (instead of helping him get his pants on). Next, the reindeer chased Santa, and a dog tried to eat the reindeer, and Santa crashed his sled, got stuck in a chimney and went to jail for trespassing.
All very appropriate to the pictures (if you were to see them) – but none of them fitting the "perfect sheep like mold" setup by public schools. The teacher tried to tell me that it was violent, and tried to use the fact that she had never had a child in thirteen years, teaching 3 sets of students each year, ever write a story like that, and she was deeply disturbed.
Her version of "creative" was when one child said that Santa had to say "Ho Ho Ho" three times before he did anything. I’m thinking that OCD is not creative, it’s a disease – and was left pondering what a sad existence she must have to think that "Ho Ho Ho" is creative, and think my son’s creativity "disturbing". I made sure to point out what a tragedy it was that she never had a child as creative as my son.
I then proceeded to ask her if she lived in the same world that I live in, if she had ever watched the loony toons, and finished my diatribe by letting her know, that without any question, the one thing I will not let public school do to any of my children is to file them into round pegs and strip them of their creativity and their identity.
Other than that though; the school system as a whole is doing very well to help him work through his anxiety, hyperactivity, and boredom regarding the pace of going to public school. They have definitely been willing to work with him at his own pace on some of the issues that he does need to work on, so I have to give them the level of appreciation that is due.
But dampening his creativity, and molding his identity into what they think a "good little child" should be, is something that I will never let happen! Ever!
An Epic Adventure from the dark side back
over the last two weeks, I have been on vacation. Over the last two weeks, I have been too sick to do much outside of the house. One thing, however, we have done, is we have watched the Star Wars movies from beginning to end (most of my children and myself). I have always wanted to do that – but have never really had the time.
It was a great opportunity to spend a little quiet time with my children, for the oldest, it also provided some prompts for him to ask some of those more basic questions of life.
I haven’t watched Star Wars in a long, long time; and for one, I am so glad that the first three were made, as they provide so much important insight. It always felt like the last three were not complete. Who was Darth Vader, what happened to him, why had he turned to the dark side.
As we sat and watched the movie together, the feelings it stirred up had quite an impact on me. I could totally see what happened to Anakin, I could even, in my own mind experience it. I have had things in this life that were so precious to me that I would do anything to keep them, anything. As Yoda said however, greed leads to fear, fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate, and hate leads to the dark side of the force.
Anakin was so wrapped up in what he wanted, that he didn’t take the time to experience what he had. He was so consumed that it blinded him, and eventually, he himself caused what he was trying so hard to prevent – and then, he lost hope.
“But”, Donovan said to me, “It’s never too late to change”. Unfortunately, it’s much easier to see that from the outside looking in. However, Anakin took his path from innocence, to evil, and in the end, through acts of selflessness by someone else who cared enough for him to give up their own life; he was redeemed.
How much that touches on my heart, as I have experienced that; in fact, I experience that almost every day – it’s like a mini-journey. My children will too.
To often my heart can grow hard, and calloused, and there are things I want, and I’ll work for them at any cost, all the while neglecting those things that are most precious to me. And then, to gain those things most precious to me back, often takes more than I can muster in my own strength.
I am so thankful for the reminder that in the end, there is someone that is willing to help us, and with that help, we are then enabled to choose the good side of the force, to throw off the bondage of the dark side, and to seek redemption.
It was like watching a movie about my own life, just as my namesake – Darth Jedi – a precarious balance between the good side and the dark side. How Epic!
A reminder about Credit Card Companies
Not that I should expect anything different, but it’s funny, when you have plenty of money to spare, the credit card companies are like leeches, everyone is sending you offers and trying to woo you into a relationship.
When they start seeing that money drying up (the 2010 expenses have been unbelievable after depleting storage of excess for the adoptions) – they are like rats abandoning a sinking ship.
Over the last two months we’ve had credit card companies close accounts and reduce balances all without prior-notification – to the point of causing me to have to make unexpected $500-600 payments on a single card as it’s available balance was reduced by a couple hundred dollars.
With other cards, now that we have balances for the first time, they are sending us balance transfer offers with very fine print stating that you will start paying off your lower interest balances first before your higher interest balances. So they are throwing out offers of lower interest so-as to get us to pile on lower interest loans onto higher interest loans; so they can compound interest. The most obvious is when you have credit cards from the same company, same credit line, etc. and they give you low interest balance transfers for the accounts that carry a balance but not for accounts that do not carry a balance. Worst part is, most people don’t realize this is what they’re doing. Sleeze balls!
Little do they know that this is one of the ways I weed out the good card companies from the bad… that in a few months I will pay off and close the accounts that tried to screw me over, and no longer feed them the excessive amounts of money with each swipe at the gas station or the grocery store.
However, it’s always nice to remember that credit card companies are the equivalent of bottom feeding, blood sucking leeches & rats. They should come with a warning label (Note: we will be here for your convenience, but don’t turn your back as we’ll take every opportunity to try and screw you if it looks like we can).
C’est la vie!
This holiday season, be careful when using public restrooms!
My Complaints about Thanksgiving!
Thanks for all the Hardships
Today, I was awoken by my children,
Screaming, yelling and hitting each other.
But far too many children have been silenced,
Far too many parents wake up to the nightmare of longing for
What was lost.
Today, I winced as I climbed out of bed.
My back was sore and my head stuffed with a cold of pure agony.
But reading the prayer requests from church,
there are far too many people who likely wake up and long for
my aches and pains.
Today, we had to go grab groceries (again).
I realized that the dwindling money and rising bills cannot be escaped.
But I remembered bringing turkeys to the food banks yesterday.
There are far too many families who can’t
Go and get groceries.
Today, the calendar glared at me relentlessly.
I know that my vacation was over before it even started, and work comes in three days.
But millions of people have no jobs,
While some might be lazy, or unskilled, or uncaring, too many
Are just like me.
Today, I am thankful for all I have, and all I have been given,
The aches, and pains, and worries, and problems, and suffering and sadness
Because I can’t truly see what I have to be thankful for
Until I have experienced life face-to-face: Nor can you.
Not until we have faces.
© 2010 Jediah Logiodice
Tribute to The Axe Murderer poem
Phones
Pho-oans
Foe-owns
I called your phone
But I didn’t know
So you do not have to call back.
This crazy little thing called pocket dialing
To Express Anger for Ignorance
In regards to HR5283, just so we understand the expectations here: These children WILL become citizens whether or not the law passes. The law on the floor will just make it so they don’t have to wait the 2 years to become a citizen, due to the way they came into the country to complete their adoption.
It means that if their parents were to die, they would be treated like their siblings in guardianship transferring to those named in a will, rather than immediately becoming wards of the state. It just means that they can travel freely in and out of the country without fear of harassment, and that they will be treated with the same respect and value and dignity that we, as American citizens, often give to no others, unless they are "Americans". I’m all for becoming a citizen legally, and if we have to wait, we have to wait.
However, as a family that adopted children from another country, I can’t tell you how surprising it is when we hear people express anger or consternation at us or towards us for helping people in another country instead of helping people here at home.
Little do they know that our family is very active in doing both, as are most every family that has opened up to a foreign adoption. And, more than that, I guarantee, GUARANTEE, that probably 90% of the people that make statements in anger over people helping people in other countries, first, live such sheltered lives, that they truly speak only out of ignorance, and second, are likely to be doing nothing to help anybody, but themselves.
When people start to become in tune with the destitution of their own community and country, it’s a natural progression of maturity to begin to see past borders, past gender, past race and color.