Spam, Virus Writing May Come Under Mafia Control
The SearchSecurity site reported an interesting interview with a
Russian anti-virus writer. Will the recent introduction of
antispam legislation result in the creation of a "spam
underworld?" Eugene Kaspersky, cofounder of Kaspersky Lab and
head of its antivirus research thinks so. While people in the
United States generally associate the word "mafia" with Godfather
and Soprano style gangsters, Kaspersky used the words "organized
crime" with no reference to any specific gangs, but as a general
term. However, the Russian researcher fears that modern Internet
criminals may fall under control of traditional organized crime
or worse yet, become organized into a new style of mafia -- virus
writers and hackers who work for spammers to provide illegal
But Stephen Cobb, Senior VP of Research & Education at ePolicy,
argues that "by definition, people who work together to send spam
that violates provisions of either the recently passed federal
CAN SPAM Act or the many state antispam laws, or the Federal
Trade Commission Act (which outlaws deceptive business practices
in general) constitutes organized crime."
However, whether or not the people that the general public views
as the "mafia" are adding spam and other unpleasant Internet
activities to their portfolio of crime isn't clear at this point.
But Cobb thinks it would make perfect sense for them because
spamming remains, despite antispam laws and lawsuits, a relative
low risk activity with plenty of upside in terms of profit. See
the second fave link as well.
Ordering Pizza in 2015 (Humor)
Operator: "Thank you for calling Pizza Hut. May I have your..."
Customer: "Hi, I'd like to order."
Operator: "May I have your NIDN first, sir?"
Customer: "My National ID Number, yeah, hold on, eh, it's
Operator: "Thank you, Mr. Sheehan. I see you live at 1742
Meadowland Drive, and the phone number's 494-2366. Your office
number over at Lincoln Insurance is 745-2302 and your cell
number's 266-2566. Which number are you calling from, sir?"
Customer: "Huh? I'm at home. Where d'ya get all this information?"
Operator: "We're wired into the system, sir."
Customer: (Sighs) "Oh, well, I'd like to order a couple of your
All-Meat Special pizzas..."
Operator: "I don't think that's a good idea, sir."
Customer: "Whaddya mean?"
Operator: "Sir, your medical records indicate that you've got
very high blood pressure and extremely high cholesterol. Your
National Health Care provider won't allow such an unhealthy
Customer: "Dang . What do you recommend, then?"
Operator: "You might try our low-fat Soybean Yogurt Pizza. I'm
sure you'll like it."
Customer: "What makes you think I'd like something like that?"
Operator: "Well, you checked out 'Gourmet Soybean Recipes' from
your local library last week, sir. That's why I made the
Customer: "All right, all right. Give me two family-sized ones,
then. What's the damage?"
Operator: "That should be plenty for you, your wife and your four
kids, sir. The 'damage,' as you put it, heh, heh, comes to
Customer: "Lemme give you my credit card number."
Operator: "I'm sorry sir, but I'm afraid you'll have to pay in
cash. Your credit card balance is over its limit."
Customer: "I'll run over to the ATM and get some cash before your
driver gets here."
Operator: "That won't work either, sir. Your checking account's
Customer: "Never mind. Just send the pizzas. I'll have the cash
ready. How long will it take?
Operator: "We're running a little behind, sir. It'll be about 45
minutes, sir. If you're in a hurry you might want to pick 'em up
while you're out getting the cash, but carrying pizzas on a
motorcycle can be a little awkward."
Customer: "How the heck do you know I'm riding a bike?"
Operator: "It says here you're in arrears on your car payments,
so your car got repo'ed. But your Harley's paid up, so I just
assumed that you'd be using it."
Customer: "@#%/[email protected]&?#!"
Operator: "I'd advise watching your language, sir. You've
already got a July 2006 conviction for cussing out a cop."
Operator: "Will there be anything else, sir?"
Customer: "No, nothing. Oh, yeah, don't forget the two free
liters of Coke your ad says I get with the pizzas."
Operator: "I'm sorry sir, but our ad's exclusionary clause
prevents us from offering free soda to diabetics."