Bulletin Boards and Forums

    The kingdomofyhwh.com site opened on April 23, 2001 and I have been "on line" since February of 1998. My first on line experience turned out to be quite an experience which was in the spring of 1997. A good friend, we will just call her Ms. P and a real computer whiz, was working as the manager of a private mailbox business and was introduced to me by a mutual friend. She became interested in my research work of the bible and offered to show me how to use the internet for research. So, one evening soon there after I got invited to use her computers that were on line and do some searches. At that time I had a good computer but no internet access because of being anchored out and living aboard my boat.
    My first search was about the possibility of an "Elijah like" one showing up and was there anyone else talking about or doing research along those ideas. Our first search got over 14,000 returns. She showed me how to narrow down the returns by adding words to the search and not some words. We ended up with one good potential delivered by Lycos Search. It was a bulletin board that about a half dozen or so people were posting at and they had about a half dozen question as their main points of discussion, and they were all questions about the Elijah like prophet. Ms. P showed me how to make some posts, which I did, then we went out for a late dinner. It was a couple days before we got together again and I was invited in after hours to use the computer to see if there had been any posts in return.
    Well what do you know, Ms. P had saved the URL (I learned about those over the next few months) and she showed me how to get back to that bulletin board, and there were responses to what I had posted. The following are some of the responses about the posts I had made; "Who the hell is this guy and how did he get on this board?", "How does he know these things?", "Does he realize what we are doing here?" (and, I had no idea at the time what that meant, but I do now), "Where did he get that information?", "How in hell did he get in here?", "Where do we find this guy?", "How could he get in here with out the password?", "Can he answer the other questions?", and so on. In the time it took to read what you just did, and for me to read those responses and this one that pop's up on the screen, "This is Eve, I am the administrator of this group, who are you and where are you? Great answers, thank you." At the same time I am reading this on the screen Ms. P was reading over my shoulder, she said, "Oh oh", and then OH SHIT!" She lunged for the power switches and killed the power to all the computers. "They were downloading all my hard drives! Come on, were out of here and we need to talk."
    The next morning as I walked the three blocks to where I have morning coffee with friends, the owner was the guy that introduced Ms. P to me, there were allot of big new vehicles all over the area and all kinds of "men in black with dark sunglasses" types. They weren't new to me as I had some dealings with them types a few times all ready. The owner looked at me as I walked in, and then at a couple of the "agent types" across the street watching, then back to me with a look as if to say, "They about you?". With a sigh I nodded an affirmation as I got my coffee and sat down in the back.
    As the owner was joining me, nobody else had come in yet, Ms. P came in the back hall door where the bathrooms were, and a back entrance to where she worked, along with an exit door to a back parking lot, which she had come in. "Dad called me at six this morning and told me to get my ass into work on the double as there was a big problem with the computers." she added as she sat down and took a big sip of the coffee handed to her, " Did you guys notice all the cops around?" We both nodded. She looked at me and asked, "Do you think it has anything to do with the search and messages last night?". I nodded. "Here," I said as I wrote out my full name on a piece of paper and handed it to her. "If they ask, just give them that." She nodded, got up and headed over to her work. "I'll come back as soon as I can and tell you what happened." she shot over her shoulder and left. There weren't many customers coming in so the owner and I chit chatted and bantered about the "agents" outside.     It was well over an hour later when Ms. P came in through the back hall door and she was grinning from ear to ear. The following is a quick run down on what had taken place next door. She had walked into a room full of "suits", along with her mom and dad , they had taken her aside immediately and started asking her questions. When she started to question as to who they were her dad told her to just cooperate with them. Nope, not her, she demanded to see identification before she said anything. Wallets and badges came out and she ID'd FBI, CIA, NSA, DOD,  and two others she had never heard of but was told they were with the Secret Service. They said they were making sure we hadn't "hacked" into the computer where the bulletin board was located and assured her that we hadn't. It turns out that someone in their security had left a back door open that the Lycos Search engine had accessed normally, we wouldn't be charged with hacking. There was a problem in that we had accidentally accessed a very secret site that was doing "think tank" work at a well known college, Berkeley, for the "government". That information was of the utmost sensitivity and she and her parents were told to forget that this had ever happened. This is a non event, it never took place. Her father was threatened with financial ruin if this ever got out. When she asked if they wanted to talk with me, and that I was next door having coffee, they all looked at two men standing by the door ( and hadn't shown any ID) who shook their heads no. They asked her for my name and she told them she knew me as Sandy, but I had wrote down my name on this, and handed the paper I gave her to them. They handed it around and then gave it back to her, telling her that there was no need to talk with me. That seemed a bit strange to all of us. Not to me anymore.
    That was my introduction to the internet, search engines, and bulletin boards, and what an introduction, even if I do say so myself. That was in the spring of 1997, by that fall I had moved the boat into moorage with power, and phone service got connected in February of 1998. Finally, full time access to the internet. For the past eight years I have run and maintained a 350' (over 100 meters), underwater phone line out to the breakwater where I moor my houseboat. Now I have high speed wireless cable to the boat.
    Today's internet is not what it was to begin with back in it's days of infancy. No, far from it. Now instead of complete international searches you are limited to "cell's" or bubbles of areas your searches will go. One has to have a private fully functional search engine to direct exactly where one wants to go. What the general population gets to see and read is mostly what is being "fed" to them. The internet of today is all about information acquisition and control.

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Created on September 11, 2006
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