That`s the word, right?
Well, my first intention was to write another post, about young computer hackers who hacked into web site of our Special Department for High-Tech Crime of Higher Public Prosecution Office in Belgrade. The irony is that this department is responible for discovering high-tech crime and prosecuting it. I am not sure but I read somewhere that administrator of the site missed – or forgot – to change username (admin) and password (12345) :doh: and someone just used that as opportunity, got a root access and changed homepage. Nothing serious as I could see only jokes and a statement "Hacked by John The Ripper" and messages like "Find someone to make that password correct, this is website, not a rocket science". But when they find who did that, that person will face 6 months to 5 years of imprisonment. Now website is closed and all that could be seen is this.
No, while talking to San this morning, I remembered some things me and my friends did to each other while I was 18 and serving the Army, back in the 80s. She said I was a brat. I was not sure what that word means – in Serbian it means "brother" but I am sure it is something else. Well, what we did was both funny and serious, something usually happens when a bunch of young men spend a lot of time together, bored, with rules they are supposed to follow but are not likely to do all the time 😀
Once, I think it was in December 1988, I was still green (even though I had air force blue uniform), we decided to take one of our friends out on basketball playground, in the middle of the night, along with his bed he was sleeping in. Funny, he didn`t notice our laughing, below 0C temperature and wind. So he layed there, sleeping as a baby until officer on duty found him. He woked him up and helped him move his bed back to barrack. It all looked like Twilight Zone to both of them but we saw a Hell next weekend for that 😆
Popular prank back then were cruel things called "bicycle", "playing guitar" and "playing harmonica". One would sneak to a victim during the night and put a piece of paper between his toes, fingers or lips and set it on fire. It was funny to me to the point I experienced it myself – I played a "guitar" and ended up with a blister on my little finger :irked: Anyway, I never did that to anyone for I considered it too dangerous. Although, I remember one young man "riding a bicycle" for six times during one night, luckily without any injury. On a seventh time one friend came with a bucket full of water and extinguished a flame :doh: :doh: I bet poor man was feeling like drowning….
I was a victim several times. But I was careful, never first one to fall asleep. I remember once something woke me up in the middle of the night. At first I thought it was nothing then I heard someone laughing. I was laying still, thinking what happened then decided to sit and look around. The very next moment a big pile of shaving foam rolled down from forehead to my eyes, mouth… :yuck: :bomb: 😛
That winter it was usual for us to wait for someone to fall asleep, then open all windows letting chill air fill the room then remove blankets from victim. We even placed a bet how long it will be until he wakes up, and laughed watching him rolling on a bed trying to find something warm to cover 😆
Summer brought us different ideas. It was popular to cover a victim with as many blankets as we could. Once, there was a guy with more than 30 blankets on him on a very hot night. Later he told us he was dreaming someone was standing on his chest and that it felt like dying 🙄
But absolutely the worse thing I ever did to someone, happened in July 1989. and I am not proud of it at all. Even after all those years I feel ashamed but back then it looked like a great fun. One of the friends in my unit saw a photo of me with some girls :whistle: and started to ask questions about one of them. He said she look gorgeous and that he would like to meet her one day. He kept on with that, bugging me here and there so my other friend from the same unit (Damir, I hope you will read this one day so we can share the shame) and me came with a plan. We asked a boy from headquarters we knew had a nice handwriting and asked him to write a love letter. I put it in envelope and while being on a next home leave for a week, I sent it to him from a post office. When I returned, I told him that I talked to my female friend and that he can expect a letter soon. Oh boy, he was like on needles for a week or so. In meantime Damir and me told to entire unit what is going on so all of them were teasing him. And him, being shy, was red in the face all the time. Imagine his happiness when a letter finaly arrived – and his disappointment when, after few days we told him it was all set up. I needed to stop that because I was worried he will do something stupid, like running away from Army just to meet her. He could end up in jail for that :left: I felt sorry for him, I didin`t expect him to take it so seriously and promised myself to never make jokes with people`s feelings ever.
Now you know who are you dealing with here. What? Well, yes you are right, I am here for about 5 years now :whistle: I know, I was a brat even though I am still not sure what that word means. Will have to check on Urban dictionary…. Brat 😆 :ko:
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When I went for my military service I expected something like you described above but from senior recruits. It is called "nonnismo" from "nonno" (grandfather) that refers to the said senior recruit who was drafted months before you.What I found was a bit different then. The boot camp was much like Full Metal Jacket while once assigned to the final destination I found the said above "jokes/pranks" to be almost impossible where I was stationed. For two reasons: the whole corp was organized in squads and older (in age) soldiers were given almost immediately the duty of "squad leader", then keeping younger (and stupid) guys in line. I was 27 and then I saw everything from a rather different point of view compared to 18/19 years old. Another thing was the strong repression of those "jokes/pranks" from officers, this because those "jokes/pranks" in the past had resulted in serious accidents, injuries, etc and, besides negative publicity for the Army, it meant also reprimands for commanding officers.Another element that helped a lot was that mountain infantry was organized in relatively small units then there weren't many places and opportunities to play jokes. A smart move was to keep soldiers with different "seniority" in different barracks instead of mixing them together, further reducing contacts.Then, I guess you make jokes when you have time to spare. So I think they were more common on assignments where soldiers did not train or work much during days. Like I don't know, command offices, logistics, etc. My quiet day was about working on computers then go in the armory to get the rifle and stay on guard the whole night or clean the toilets, then back to work. So when I got to the barrack the last thing I wanted was to be kept awake by jokes. And when I had some free time I ran out the base to the next city to breath some fresh air.
Lorenzo, it didn`t happen all the time, just occassionally. Also, I was not in combat unit so we had quite free time, especially during afternoons. My time there looked mostly similar to civilian life, working from 8 to 15 then having some more cleaning or other duties. Except we stayed in barracks and far away from home.
Yes, the Air Force… pffft… 🙂
Wow, that's ironic that their website was so unprotected being what they are. 😀
😆 @ Headline.Yup, I would have to agree that you were 100% brat! :p
Carol, I can`t understand how reckless they were :doh:Mags :whistle:
Ah, True Confessions! A relief to the soul! :DWell you know the old Hollywood saying — "I don't care what you say about me, just spell my name right."Except I guess this time you said it about yourself. :p@ Headline. 😆 😆
I think it's quite interesting that the word brat that I know is your word for brother. I think my sister would agree. 😆
I always thought a brat was a sausage that you ate at festivals.
Me either, something so simple and basic. 😀
A brat is the "wurst" kind of brother. 🙄
Ed, I didn`t know that saying :lol:From Wikipedia:"A Bratwurst [ˈbʁaːtvʊɐ̯st] is a sausage usually composed of veal, pork or beef. The plural is Bratwürste."San, I will teach you Serbian one day so you will know. For instance, a word "put" means "road"; "one" is "they" (female); "sit" is "satiate"; "more" is a "sea", etc, etc…. 😆
As to the Hacking prank?I'd say whoever did it earned themselves the 6 months to 5 years in prison if caught. It might have been just a no damage prank, but it is Scum like them that are responsible for us having to have Anti-Virus and Anti-Malware Apps, losing computer efficiency in the process. Basically it was the equivalent of Breaking and Entering. In this case it's even worse than the equivalent of Breaking and Entering a home. They screwed around in the area of Law Enforcement so to speak. I mean, who's to say that's all they did while in there? What's to say they hadn't done anything before that is NOT known about?
Originally posted by Urban Dictionary:
Yep, John McEnroe WAS the ultimate Brat and then some. :insane: YOU a Brat, Darko? Well, San made the call, the designation … and she met you live and in living color for 2 weeks, was it? And I'm sure you're NOT gonna call San a liar. So, I guess Brat it's gonna have to be … and NOT in the Bro sense.
I've heard of those same kinds of pranks being played by soldiers upon other soldiers in our army, Darko. We have a saying here: "Boys will be boys.":lol::D
Carlos, McEnroe went beyond brat, he was a bully!!!
I think I'll make a post about the pranks my "brats" played on me when I was little. 🙄
Mags!!! :yikes: :no:You DIDN'T! Did you? You DID? :faint: Does he talk to you nowadays? I guess you COULD have been even more brutal.You COULD have had a camera. :insane: Then again, maybe you're leaving that part out.
Well since this is confession time, I was the wurst kind of brat to my brother 😥 Yes, there were 5 of us and only 1 of him, we were totally brutal. I once hid in the hamper in the bathroom while my brother was taking a shower. When he hopped out, it was like "Surprise, you skinny little naked thing, and I can see your penis" I think he was like 7 o 8. I would have been 9 or 10.I refuse to make a post about this :p
Well I think I told you how McEnroe tossed my friend out of his chair while he was taking a math test in grade school. His bullying days started well before he became an entity in tennis.
McEnroe was a Jackass whose bully act was perpetuated by the Wuss judges who allowed it to take place time and again. His little red wagon could have been fixed real easily. NFL And NBA Refs don't take lip like that from players. They toss you out of the game. And of course, in Tennis, that would have meant an instant forfeit. I'm sure 1 or 2 or 3 forfeits administered on The Brat would have cured McEnroe of his propensity for Tantrumitis.
Brothers are definitely brats and sometimes even sisters are 🙂
I remembered you making a Post about him, Mags. I just couldn't remember the details. Hopefully his mouth earned hims some slaps from Tatum O'Neal back in their days.
Carlos, I think some of them who left messages on thet website were not careful and left traces – IP addresses or so – and technicians are already after them. But it was a shame they let it happen in a first place :doh:Star,Originally posted by Stardancer:
:whistle:San, including that one with your singing? 😆 :yes:Mags,Originally posted by intothedeep:
:yikes: 😮 :ko:Sal, sisters have brothers to learn from 😀
Originally posted by Suntana:
Actually, he slapped Tatum around. Not a nice man, more than a brat.
I believe, Chuck, that Mc Enroe was crowned 'Super Brat' by the media. :whistle:.I'd hardly call it hacking when the ID10T in charge left the front door open. :doh:.
Aadil, exactly, that was my first thought 😆
Brat here means troublesome child who needs a smacked bottom. I think she was being a bit kinky with you, mate. ;)I used to love practical jokes until my hair, which was down to my arse at the time, was shaved after a party one night. Never been fond of them since. :irked:
:insane:What have you been doing while that happened? Being passed out?
It might not have been hacking from the standpoint that the door was left open, but that's besides the point. They still had no authorization or business being in there. It's like if we leave the door to our place open, sure, it'll make it easy for a burglar to clean us out, but it doesn't make it legal.
Back in a job I had many years ago, whenever we went on vacation, we could expect to find upon our return — screws and tons of assorted junk dumped in the drawers of our bench. Tools would be Super Glued to the bench top. :insane: The Soldering Iron would be Super Glued to its holder. And various other mischievous things that are escaping at this moment right before bed.
Actually, Chuck. In many countries (and most American States) leaving your door open is legally regarded as an invitation. So you can't claim 'housebreaking' or even 'trespassing' in that case. :whistle:.Theft can't be proven in this case, although malicious damage to property is in evidence, if they can find him after he deleted all their logs that is! :doh:.And this was, in any case, the work of a script-kiddie, not a hacker. :irked:.Just because the media cannot tell the difference doesn't mean you need to insult the hackers. :p.
Carlos, where have you been working? :left:
Dare has many sides to his personality. :devil:
Brat Your character does not correspond at all with this explanation of the word that i found in my dictionary ,I think that ur you are a kind and positive person , and I will not forget ur help when I sent my first blog to this siteat that time u were able to do any prank u want with me , but instead u helped me thanks very much
Originally posted by raniakasim:
Rania, I would never do that, it would be immature :DSan, oh you know me so good by now 😛
though i was an easy victim :yuck: but this post made me ,but your this post may make friends here warned of some probable surprises :left: :right:
Originally posted by sanshan:
:up: 😀 "we saw a Hell next weekend for that" what did happen to you?
Does "cleaning toilet with a toothbrush" says enough? :ko:
I am glad that in our country women don't have to go in the army, like for example in Israel they have to. Because I would be afraid to sleep at night :insane: 😀
Originally posted by MirabelaTM:
I hate that in our country now even men don't have to go in the army…
Mira 😆 Women that volunteer in our army would disagree with you :PGyng, there are volunteers now, and as I know it is increasing, they want to be professionals 😎
Originally posted by gdare:
at least they didn't make you use the toothbrush for its normal purpose afterwards…Originally posted by MirabelaTM:
I'm w/ you, Mira 😀
Jill, it was used as tool actually. Cleaning tool :left:Aadil, you devil, you :devil:
The way we dealt with that 'punishment' was to use the toothbrush of the person handing out the punishment, without him knowing of course! :devil:.
I caught that, I was just saying, "Count your blessings!" 😀