Anonymous ID: e58c04 Dec. 29, 2025, 3:59 a.m. No.24042658   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun   >>2681

https://www.slate.com/articles/technology/the_spectator/2011/10/the_article_that_inspired_steve_jobs_secrets_of_the_little_blue_.html

 

Day and night the conference line was never dead. Blind phone phreaks all over the country, lonely and isolated in homes filled with active sighted brothers and sisters, or trapped with slow and unimaginative blind kids in straitjacket schools for the blind, knew that no matter how late it got they could dial up the conference and find instant electronic communion with two or three other blind kids awake over on the other side of America. Talking together on a phone hookup, the blind phone phreaks say, is not much different from being there together. Physically, there was nothing more than a two-inch-square wafer of titanium inside a vast machine on Vancouver Island. For the blind kids there meant an exhilarating feeling of being in touch, through a kind of skill and magic which was peculiarly their own.

 

reminds me of the kun

Anonymous ID: e58c04 Dec. 29, 2025, 4:08 a.m. No.24042681   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun   >>2697

>>24042658

I had it lined with a band of thermite which could be ignited by radio signal from a tiny button transmitter on your belt, so it could be burned to ashes instantly in case of a bust. It was beautiful. A beautiful little machine. You should have seen the faces on these syndicate guys when they came back after trying it out.

Anonymous ID: e58c04 Dec. 29, 2025, 4:14 a.m. No.24042697   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun   >>3423

>>24042681

"Who were you talking to?" the agitated voice demands. The voice belongs to Captain Crunch. "I called because I decided to warn you of something. I decided to warn you to be careful. I don't want this information you get to get to the radical underground. I don't want it to get into the wrong hands. What would you say if I told you it's possible for three phone phreaks to saturate the phone system of the nation? Saturate it. Busy it out. All of it. I know how to do this. I'm not gonna tell. A friend of mine has already saturated the trunks between Seattle and New York. He did it with a computerized M-F-er hitched into a special Manitoba exchange. But there are other, easier ways to do it."

Just three people? I ask. How is that possible?

"Have you ever heard of the long-lines guard frequency? Do you know about stacking tandems with 17 and 2600? Well, I'd advise you to find out about it. I'm not gonna tell you. But whatever you do, don't let this get into the hands of the radical underground."

Anonymous ID: e58c04 Dec. 29, 2025, 4:24 a.m. No.24042710   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun

Once, Steve Jobs and I tried to make our first blue box call ever from a pay phone. This was while I was a student at Berkeley. Steve's car had broken down about 1 AM while driving from Berkeley to his home in Los Altos where my Pinto was parked. We walked to a nearby gas station and were making our blue box call back to the dorms to get Draper to give us a lift.

We got very scared when the operator kept coming on the line. We didn't yet have the right operator BS down pat. Then 2 cops pulled up. Steve's hand, holding the blue box, was shaking. But our looks led the cops to search the bushes for drugs or something. With their backs turned, Steve passed me the blue box and I got it in my jacket pocket.

The cops then patted us down and found the blue box. We know we'd been caught. The cops asked what it was and I said "an electronic music synthesizer" and told them that you got tones by pusing the keyboard buttons. The cop asked what the red button (phone line seizing!) was for and Steve said "calibration."

The cops were very interested in our blue box. They held on to it and asked us to get in their car while they drove out to our broken down car. We were in the back seat, shaking. Finally, the cop in the passenger seat turned around and handed me the blue box, saying "a guy named Moog beat you to it." Steve responded, saying that Moog had sent us the schematics. The cops actually believed us.

Anonymous ID: e58c04 Dec. 29, 2025, 5:22 a.m. No.24042880   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun

They exposed some 700 people to music laced with soft 17 Hz sine waves played at a level described as "near the edge of hearing", produced by an extra-long-stroke subwoofer mounted two-thirds of the way from the end of a seven-meter-long plastic sewer pipe.

The participants were not told which pieces included the low-level 17 Hz near-infrasonic tone. The presence of the tone resulted in a significant number (22%) of respondents reporting feeling uneasy or sorrowful, getting chills down the spine or nervous feelings of revulsion or fear.

Anonymous ID: e58c04 Dec. 29, 2025, 5:32 a.m. No.24042912   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun   >>3131

This bizarre phenomenon has been documented on multiple occasions. For example, one night while working at a โ€œhauntedโ€ laboratory, Vic Tandy of Coventry University experienced feelings of anxiety, and even witnessed a dark โ€œblobโ€ out of the corner of his eye. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up. But when he turned to face the strange figure, he found nothing there.

The next day, Tandy saw the dark figure again, and he also noticed that the fencing foil he was working with โ€” clamped to a vice โ€” was inexplicably vibrating. So he decided to investigate.

As it turned out, there was a silent fan in the laboratory. The fan was giving off low-frequency sound waves at 18.98 Hz, right around the resonant frequency of the human eye. It had also created a standing wave in one area of the room, which is what caused the foil to vibrate.

According to Tandy, โ€œWhen we finally switched it off, it was as if a huge weight was lifted.โ€