55.100.27.108:5135 open socks4 proxy was used on 20 November for a
Hipcrime attack on nanae. And I got the port number by Googling so it
must have been open and was probably abused before that date.

It was used late North American Monday for a Hipcrime attack on
24hoursupport.helpdesk and the same open proxy was still there Tuesday
at 11:14 GMT.

At one time, RCN (formerly Erols) had the famous Afterburner on its
abuse desk. Now, it seems to have Dave Null.

Remember - go to RCN for your net-abuse needs. You put up a phishing
page? It will still be up on Valentine Day. You can get Giganews with
only IP authentication through RCN.

--
out from the corners of his memory some more fragments of forgotten
rhymes. There was one about four and twenty blackbirds, and another about a
cow  with a crumpled  horn, and another about the death of poor Cock Robin.
'It  just  occurred to  me you  might be  interested,' he  would say with a
deprecating  little laugh whenever he produced a new fragment. But he could
never recall more than a few lines of any one rhyme.
     Both  of them  knew -- in a way,  it was never out of their minds that
what  was now happening could not last long. There were times when the fact
of  impending  death seemed  as palpable as  the bed they  lay on, and they
would  cling  together with a sort  of despairing sensuality, like a damned
soul  grasping at his last morsel of pleasure when the clock is within five
minutes  of striking.  But there were also times when they had the illusion
not only of safety but of permanence. So long as they were actually in this
room,  they both  felt,  no harm  could  come to  them.  Getting there  was
difficult  and dangerous, but the room itself was sanctuary. It was as when
Winston  had gazed into the heart of the paperweight, with the feeling that
it  would be possible to get inside that glassy world, and that once inside
it  time  could be arrested. Often  they gave themselves up to daydreams of
escape.  Their luck  would hold indefinitely, and they would carry on their
intrigue,  just  like this,  for the  remainder of  their natural lives. Or
Katharine  would  die, and  by subtle manoeuvrings  Winston and Julia would
succ