I was hacked! Someone brute-forced their way into an account and did something that took the entire site down.
I had reports of a high number of failed log-in attempts, but hadn’t made it a priority to look into. So they finally got through before I looked into it.
It’s really pathetic that someone would go to all that effort to get into a site that is basically dormant and hasn’t seen an new post in months. But they use bots to do it, so they don’t care.
Usually, it is done to gain some kind of advantage in website rankings. Google and other search engines look to see how many other sites mention (link to) a site and boost the rank accordingly. So they like to hack sites to put fake links in to them to make it look like there is a lot of buzz about their page.
They also use links in comments to do the same thing. I have all comments held for approval, so they don’t show up. I cleared out several hundred spam comments yesterday.
So I got the site back up and running. They couldn’t really do much to it, but found a way to make it look like it was offline. I’ve changed passwords on every account and the one they got into no longer has any privileges. I can see what logins they try to use, so I know what they are trying. The obvious ones are gone. Let them fish.
And for what it’s worth, this page is so little used, if it becomes a problem, it will just vanish.
At some day this June, which I will have to look up, because I don’t
remember the exact date, I will observe my 50th Anniversary of becoming a
Ham Radio Operator.
Things were quite different then. I started
as a Novice which allowed me to use Morse Code on a few shortwave
frequencies. I scraped together enough to buy a used receiver for $50
and a really abused transmitter for $13. Stuck up a wire antenna that
despite breaking a few rules for how it should be done, worked anyway. I
got on the air and managed to make QSOs (conversations) with other
Hams. In Morse Code.
Time passed and I got better at it. Seeing
how far I could talk and collecting evidence of having talked to Hams in
other states – the coveted QSL cards as proof, I stayed up late in
hopes of even further distances – DX and through repetition, got better
at the Morse Code. I felt ready for the 13 word-per-minute test that was
part of the General Class FCC license.
The test was given in the
FCC office in Buffalo, in the Old Post Office building. Last I knew,
that building is now used by Erie Community College. A friend also
planned on taking the test and we studied the theory questions and he
drove us to the exam.
I don’t remember much about the written
test, but the code test was no laughing matter. It was given by a real
FCC field engineer, who came out and ran a paper tape on a machine that
sent the code. Despite being stuck behind a column, I copied more than
enough to show the required one minute of solid copy. You don’t need to
see, only hear the code.
I was pretty confident about the code,
but there was still a sending test back then. I watched as examinee
after examinee went up and nervously tapped out the sample text the
examiner showed them. When my turn came, I sat down and tried the key. I
asked if I could adjust it to my liking. He said yes and I proceeded to
adjust the keys spacing and spring tension the way I preferred and sent
a series of Vs to test it. I began to send the sample text and got
about half way into the second word when he said it was enough, I
passed. Apparently anyone who had the moxy to adjust the key, knew what
they were doing.
Some time later, my General license arrived in
the mail and I was now allowed to do just about anything Hams could do. I
could now use voice. I could now run 1000 watts, the famous Kilowatt.
Over time, as money allowed, I improved my equipment. A better receiver,
a Hammarlund bigger than a breadbox and heavy as the whole
refrigerator. A transmitter with a VFO that put out a whole 100 watt
signal. No more being stuck on the handful of frequencies that I had
crystals for in my Novice days.
I still sought out contacts with
new states. I wanted to get the ARRL Worked All States award, a
certificate that I’m sure was quite prestigious in part because of
elusive states like Delaware and Idaho. But I also discovered traffic
nets where hams passed messages on behalf of the public. People could
have a telegram-like message relayed by hams anywhere for free, as long
as it was non-commercial. It kept Hams trained in case of real
communications emergencies and the system that allowed me to send a
message on it’s way to Idaho even though I couldn’t seem to talk there
directly.
It seemed more satisfying than random conversations. It
was already getting boring exchanging the weather, your age, your job
and what version of Heathkit/Collins/Yaesu/Hallicrafters radios you were
using. Most conversations ended with the other guy getting called for
supper, no matter what time of day it was. It was like a code for I’ve
run out of things to say.
This went on for years. I discovered
contests, where you exchanged short, quick pieces of information in as
little time as possible. Each was worth points and it was a race to
collect those points. Maybe you’d get a certificate if you did well, but
you got to see your score next to your callsign in a magazine. It was
easy. No pretense for breaking the conversation off for dinner!
More equipment upgrades and I soon was using voice. I found you ran out
of things to say even faster and while you occasionally had a good
conversation, mostly they were just as formulaic as on code. I got into
some voice nets that facilitated finding the Hams in those rare states
for Worked All States. I finally achieved that goal a couple times over.
I also got into VHF FM, a voice mode that covered locally using
repeaters. Finally, talking to people you actually could get to know and
meet face to face.
At some point, they announced some new
series of callsigns that were only available by license class. An Extra
Class – the highest one available – would get you a short callsign
beginning with ‘A.’ As I still preferred CW and during contests, a short
callsign could be an asset, I decided to go for it. The theory was
pretty tough, but I had learned a lot and brushed up on it so that I
could pass the test. The Morse Code portion was at 20 words per minute,
which I could do no sweat.
The new style of callsigns began to be
issued and we’d hear other Hams on the 2 meter repeaters announcing
their new calls. I kept asking them when they took their exam and how
long it took to arrive. Pretty soon, I had a good feel for when I should
take the test in order to get the ultimate short callsign in the second
district – AE2E. I hoped to at least get something close to that.
Anything would be an improvement over my six-letter-long general call.
At this time, the code test was now a fill-in-the-blank test where if
you copied the sample code, you’d get the answers to the questions.
There was no longer a sending test. Also, if you could show your scratch
paper with one minute copy, you could pass even if you didn’t get
enough of the questions.
The test, now in the new Federal
Building, was simple. I now drove myself there, being older and employed
and a car owner. I did well enough on the written theory and sat for
the 20 WPM code. Solid copy in block letters and easily answering all 10
fill in questions.
I can proudly say that I hold a true FCC
examined, 20 WPM passed code Extra Class license. No VE exams, no
multiple choice code test. No no-code license. My new license arrived
with my new callsign: AE2T, the second shortest possibility.
Since then, I’ve been hot and cold on Ham Radio. I’ve been very active
in contesting. I’ve earned DXCC (100 countries confirmed) been very
active in something called The Geratol Net, a group that specializes in a
specialized form of a worked-all-states award. I’ve done traffic
handling at several levels in the system and emergency communications
support. But I’ve also gone years without getting on the air. It’s
always been there when I had the interest. It just comes and goes.
I’ve dabbled with QRP (Very low power operation) and recently, digital
voice communication on VHF/UHF augmented with the internet. I’ve dabbled
with HF digital and Packet radio several times. But it still comes up
less than fulfilling these days.
I’ve seen the quality of the
people who get into Ham Radio decline as the exam requirements to get
licensed got easier. The code requirement has been totally eliminated
and the Technician exam can be passed by someone who paid attention in
high school physics class and had an hour to study a guide. You can’t
tell me there is no relation.
And technology – the internet and
cellphones being ubiquitous – has made Ham Radio seem quaint and
irrelevant. Sure there are new forms of Ham radio that leverage those
technologies, but I’ve tried them and they just seem to miss the point.
So, I stumbled upon this article in Hackaday and it really paralleled
my thoughts. The author never really got very far into Ham Radio, so
he’s probably a lot smarter than I.
I will still piddle around
with my radios, but it’s strictly a hobby, an amusement. It certainly
doesn’t hold the gravitas that all the Emcomm “When All Else Fails”
types like to justify it with.
“Will one of my democrat friends please explain to me why tax cuts for a majority of tax payers is a bad thing? I can not wrap my head around the thought processes that would come to that conclusion.
“The government is actually letting you keep more of your money and you are complaining about it?
“I don’t get it!”
The short answer is, a tax cut is never a bad thing for those who get it. Enjoy your money.
The bad thing is how unfairly, how unequally, it has been applied across our society. You’re getting a modest tax cut for a year or two that will taper off and leave you right where you were, while the ultra-rich are getting a huge tax cut permanently. The ones who already are doing well with the system, who need tax relief the least are getting the most.
Let me be clear about this: The rich are doing well by exploiting our economic system to their benefit. Good. More power to them. But they need to pay for the system they use. They make the most off our economy, so they should pay the most to support our society’s needs. I’m happy they are doing well, but it is at the expense of and the exploitation of, the workers, consumers, and small businesses, that they enjoy their prosperity. They should pay more taxes, not less. They owe our society more for what they have profited from it. And contributing to the survival of the least of society’s members will benefit them, whether they admit it or not. They need a customer base. They need a workforce. Continue Reading…
I just cleared out a bunch of comments that were being held for moderation. The spam filters I have on this site work pretty well. Nothing gets through them. Unfortunately, legitimate comments from first-time commenters are almost always held for review.
Most of the spam comments are just link spam. Someone, probably a bot, posts comment filled with links to other sites. They do this so that they will get better ranking in search engines because it looks like a lot of sites link to them. Easy to stop.
The ones I laugh at the most, though, are the ones that sound like a sincere message from someone who want to help make my site better and get better placement in search engines. The tip off that they haven’t even looked at my site is they always talk about improving my site to make more money. Ha. Money is the last thing on my mind here. But they think that I need their service to improve my SEO – or Search Engine Optimization.
A friend asked this on Facebook.