Commander Bunny, Kracker, Survive Storm, Call Press Conference

The Sludge Report - by Matt Sludge

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Pat Murphy Still in Seclusion Under Sedation.

(Rooters - 29 August 2011)

Norfolk,Va. - Commander Bunny and Kracker survived the worst Hurricane Irene could dish out, huddled in a bass boat in the Great Dismal Swamp. In a press conference called via Grenade and semaphore the two spoke about their ordeal.

"I guess that storm didn't reckon that I grew up in a swamp," said Kracker. "This kind of stuff is nothin' for me!"

"It's true," chimed in Commander Bunny. "He tied the boat off to a big Bald Cypress and we huddled under a tarp in each other's arms until the storm passed. It was so roman..."

"Shut up Commander," Kracker interrupted, "these news hounds don't need to know about our private life."

"But you were so heroic, my pocket-sized Adonis!" said the Bunny. "I want the world to know what my Kracker did for me."

"Don't you mean to you, Commander Bunny?" quipped a WROV reporter.

At this, Kracker snarled, "Listen, bud, what a man and his Bunny do in the privacy of a bass boat is their own damned business."

"I love it when you're so butch, Honey," the Commander assured his goon, "but maybe it's time we wrapped this up? Th-th-th-th-That's all, folks!"

With that the Bunny hopped in the basket of the pink bicycle Kracker had commandeered from a seven year old girl. "There's a Walmart that blew down in Suffolk County, you know we need plenty of new socks, Krack-Krack."

"Gawddammit!" said Kracker, "I told you not to call me that in public! Who's the man in this relationship anyway?"

"That depends what night it is, dear," giggled the rabbit, as the two peddled off in search of socks and internet access.

In other news, famed pirate radio proponent and champion of all that is good and true, Pat Murphy is still in seclusion at his Virginia Beach home. A spokesfurson said, "It was rough storm, lots of wind and high water, but we made it without much damage. Oddly, Mr. Murphy's bass boat turned up in the driveway during the storm. We're thinking it was carried here by a freak hurricane generated tornado. Sadly, the neighbor girl's bicycle was stolen by a looter who resembled a leprechaun, but her parents and Mr.Murphy's handlers are going to chip in on a new one."

Asked about Mr. Murphy's condition, the spokesperson responded, "He's doing as well as can be expected for man of his years and condition. He has his moments of lucidity then it's back to ravings about giant rabbits, conniving poets, crying out for someone named Paul, and claiming to be the 'Wiz'. It's quite sad, but we hope to have him checked out by a neurologist as soon as things return to somewhat normal in the region."

The spokesperson declined requests to interview Mr. Murphy, saying that Murphy was heavily sedated and largely unresponsive. "The only time he does respond is when we call him 'Billo', which he insists on.

"When he's 'Billo' he thinks this is Montana and becomes agitated when he can't see the Rockies out of his window."

Oddly, at just that moment a melodious male voice rang out from the house, "Where are the Grand Tetons! I needs to see me some ta-ta's!"

With that Mr.Murphy's spokesperson asked to be excused saying, "Billo's back, I have to go, but call me for updates. Mr. Murphy will be overjoyed to hear so many people care about his welfare."

More to come as internet, phone service and carrot supplies return to normal.

Spider Hole Floods. Commander Bunny Flees Outer Banks

Once again ToRP thanks our guest correspondents, without whom the rumoursphere would be much less... spherical. --GF

The Sludge Report - by Matt Sludge

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(Rooters - 26 August 2011)

Frizzy Head Tells Kracker And Bunny,"Bismallah! Screw You Guys,I'm Going Home!"

A major breach between the forces of Commander Bunny and Muammar "Frizzy Head" al-Gaddafi occurred late Friday night on Hatteras Island, NC.

The Bunny, suffering from an intense fear of burrow flooding, bugged out on the shoulders of his faithful Lieutenant Kracker in a bass boat bound for a hideout just north of the Great Dismal Swamp.

Frizzy Head, enraged by their desertion, spoke through an interpreter, "I've spent decades trying to bring down the United States through my minions, the Rodent Revolution. While I appreciate the use of the emergency hutch during the troubles in my own country, this desertion cannot be forgiven.

"I declared a Line of Death from east of the Currituck Sound to the Beaufort Inlet, to defend these two cowards. At the first sign of tiny storm they flee like running dogs. Bismallah! Screw these guys, I'm going home!"

Colonel Frizzy Head, boarding a helicopter bound for a Raleigh, NC. airport, where a jet awaited to take him to his home in Sirte, Libya, declared "I'll take my chances against NATO rather than deal with those two lying sons of donkey's again!"

In related news, Pat Murphy, Pirate Radio Expert Deluxe, reported that his bass boat had been stolen as he was preparing to evacuate from his Outer Banks home.

Local responders said Murphy was ranting about a poet and giant rabbit when they arrived.

Due to the state of emergency on the Outer Banks, Murphy was sedated and evacuated to his home in Virginia.

Bub Johnson, a local resident who witnessed the event,said Murphy was babbling about "lying poets, hutches, his socks, and calling for a long lost love with a wart on his forehead."

Johnson declared, "I always thought the boy was squirrelly. Now I know he was plain nuts!"

(This reporter hopes Murphy can recover both his boat,his lost love and his sanity.)

More to follow.

Emergency Hutch in Virginia Piedmont Falls in Earthquake! Bunny Escapes With Grenade,Vows to Fight On

This was too good to be buried in the 8/11/11 comments section. Thanks, Matt Sludge, whoever you are! --GF

by Matt Sludge

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(Rooters, 24 August 2011)

Commander Bunny's back-up hutch,overlooking a lake in the Virginia Piedmont, was totally destroyed Tuesday afternoon in an earthquake that rocked the mid-Atlantic region. The Bunny and his band of loyal followers, had been in hiding at the emergency hutch since being outted earlier in the summer pirate wars.

Commander Bunny,at first believed to have been killed in the quake,was later seen posting on the FRN about the possibility of Hurricane Irene swamping his spider hole in the dunes of the Outer Banks of North Carolina. The Bunny vowed in a private email to fight his enemies "From the dunes of Kitty Hawk, to the frozen fields of Kalamazoo!"

Among the casualties at the hutch listed in the email were Mosby, Beans, Thumper, lovemyradios, Bob Smith and a host of others.

The Bunny was said to have been pulled free of the debris by his loyal Lieutenant, Kracker, who some speculate only saved the Bunny in order to have something to eat in the aftermath of the disaster.

Pat Murphy,Pirate Radio expert deluxe, when contacted for his opinion on the collapse of the hutch responded, "Hatch? Hatch? You mean that Oren Hatch fella from Utah? Great guy. Met him when I was working for the Governor of Montana. Hey! You damned kids get off of my grass! Yeah, you may look like a third grader, but I know it's you Radio Bob. Trying to get my... I mean Billo's... I mean Commander Bunny's Grenade!"

In related news,the Bunny and Kracker were reportedly seen fleeing the collapsed hutch with a North African man they referred to only as "Frizzy Head".

More to follow as reports come in.

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Video Zeitgeist: Fart in a phone booth

MYXOMATOSIS MADNESS ALERT: Bunny Frames DXer

"Growling - When a bunny feels threatened or annoyed, you may here (sic) a growl.

"Screaming - You never want to hear a bunny scream. A scream indicates severe pain or fear, and is a sign that your bunny needs help, and needs it fast."

Rabbit Haven

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From ToRP correspondent Rude Salis and Anonymous.

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Commander Bunny's August 11 blog post (if deleted see copy at page bottom) shows he hasn't lost his knack for unintended irony hilarious self-pwnage. Few have so thoroughly mastered the art of snatching snitching defeat from the jaws of victory.

Here's the short 'n' dirty version...

Desperate to shrug off rumours and mounting evidence that he may have tried to get rival shortwave pirate radio operators busted by the FCC or Industry Canada, Commander Bunny faked an exchange of e-mails purportedly between shortwave radio fan and DXLD contributor Artie Bigley, and the FCC, in an attempt by His Hareness to frame Bigley for the recent FCC enforcement activity against The Crystal Ship.

The frame up unraveled quickly amid a flurry of e-mails circulated around the shortwave pirate radio community rumoursphere. (See Poet's TCS blog article here.)

The faked e-mails from the WBNY blog are reproduced below. See if you can spot the discrepancies:

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Note: Artie Bigley's e-mail addresses obscured at his request. -- GF

X-From_: gabXXXXXXX@hotmail.com Sat April 9, 10:15:43 2011
X-Originating-IP: [66.213.29.2]
From: Artie Bigley (gabXXXXXXX@hotmail.com)
To: teslamotorhome@simbala.net
Subject: FCC Enforcement action Detroit Office

Date: Sat, 9 April 2011 10:15:33 -0400

Dear Mr. Bridgewater:

I want to report Pirate Radio activity in central Michigan, and special attention on a Communist who calls himself "Poet". He is using 6815kilohertz to broadcast his Communist message on his station "the Crystal Ship". He broadcasts the Russian National Anthem. He is a treasonous voice of dissent and needs to be silenced. Your attention to this matter is appreciated. He also has a blog called "freeradiocafe", where he will announce when he is going on the air. He also posted that he was in Central Michigan on this blog. I also want to FOIA any information about this station from the FCC database as soon as possible. I am doing what I can to rid the airwaves of these lowlifes.
73s,
Artie

- Subject: Illegal Pirate activity, FOIA Request
- Date: Fri, 6 May 2011 13:20:31 -0400
- From: James.Bridgewater@fcc.gov
- To: jXXXXXXXXXXX@hotmail.com
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- Mr. Bigley,
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- The FCC received your information about illegal pirate radio activity on April 9, 2011
-and have taken appropriate measures. While we would like to respond to your FOIA request,
-you did not provide the address to which you want the FCC's response to be sent.
-Please respond with a mailing address for the response.
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- Thank you.
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-James.Bridgewater - Detroit FCC
-CC:Diane Law-Hsu
- Enforcement Bureau
- FCC

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So, what can we make from all this? Well, for starters, apparently Artie Bigley has a time machine. Actually, there are a few temporal anomalies in WBNY's August 11 blog entry, almost enough to make a Star Trek Voyager episode. But more on that later.

First, we're supposed to be looking at an e-mail thread comprising two messages.

Artie sends an email to the FCC to report a pirate, and second is the reply from the FCC thanking him. But let's look at the posted text - there's something glaringly wrong here. The quoted text at the bottom is the reply from the FCC, dated May 6, while the email from Artie, at the top, isn't quoted. That's opposite to how the text should appear, Artie's message was the first one, so it should be quoted. So when the Commander made up this email, he accidentally swapped the two messages. Another reason not to top post, Commander...

Next, Artie's email is addressed to "teslamotorhome@simbala.net". That sure seems like a funny email address for an FCC Field Agent to use. Maybe he's under cover. Deep under cover. Apparently in Togo.

So what about the text of the email supposed from Artie? Well, it's full of all sorts of derogatory ("nasty", in CB parlance) remarks about Poet, calling him a "Communist" and "treasonous voice of dissent". He even plays the Russian National Anthem! So he needs to be silenced. Fortunately, he posts about his broadcasts in advance on the "freeradiocafe" (sic), so it will be easy for the FCC to catch him. Just log onto the website, and wait for the posting.

Oops.

Note the date of Artie's e-mail: April 9, 2011. Now go and find out when freeradiocafe.com was registered. You can use BetterWhois.com to do this.

Go ahead, I'll wait...

Back already? Good. So you saw the same thing I did, that the domain name was registered on April 21, 2011. 11 days after this e-mail was supposedly sent.

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"So...
...apparently Artie has the keys to a souped up DeLorean (with functional flux capacitor), or CB made yet another mistake while trying to frame a DXer. I'm betting it's *not* the DeLorean."

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The supposed reply from the FCC (again, in the quoted text, not the unquoted text where it should be) is addressed to a different e-mail account rather than to the e-mail address from which the purported complaint originated. There's some mumbo jumbo about a FOIA request, probably because Artie has done these in the past. Note that there's nothing nefarious about an FOIA request. Forging an email? That is pretty nefarious, but also par for the course in Commander Bunny's goofy golf game of disinformation.

The FCC reply is signed James Bridgewater, with a CC to Diane Law-Hsu, although Ms Law-Hsu isn't actually listed in the CC field of the email. Perhaps the FCC Gnomes hand deliver her a printed copy of the email. These names are public knowledge, on the FCC site. It is rather curious how the email signature just says "FCC", "Federal Communications Commission" seems more likely to me.

At this point, it's pretty obvious the email exchange is a hoax. Yes, I know, it would be pretty safe to assume so anyway, but we gave The Commander the benefit of the doubt, and decided to actually take a look for ourself.

I'm not quite sure what to conclude from this. Certainly, CB is still trying to deflect blame for Poet's bust from himself. But why such a shabby job of generating a fake email exchange? This should be simple. Instead, DXers now have even more evidence that CB is lying and fabricating evidence.

By ToRP correspondent Rude Salis.

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Late addendum: Via e-mail to GF, Artie Bigley said he did not write the above e-mail attributed to him by Commander Bunny, and did not file any complaints about pirates to the FCC. He said a FOIA request would support him. --GF 8/12/11

In our next Tale of Radio Paranoia: George Zeller bans Artie Bigley from pirate radio!

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House of Games: "Bob Smith" con's piracy

"It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."
--William Shakespeare, The Scottish Play

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The "Bob Smith" versus Doc John incident needs little embellishment to be amongst the most amusing and bemusing episodes in the annals of pirate lore and war. But what would be the fun in telling it straight?

The feud also lends credence to the reports that a prominent FRN figure and veteran shortwave radio pirate, best known as Commander Bunny of WBNY, has at least tried to expose people he considered enemies of his definition of "good pirates" - more than once - and intended to have Doc John silenced by reporting the operator of Radio Yellowknife (later Northern Relay Service) to Canadian radio organizations.

As a sage and fair minded veteran observer* of the shortwave pirate radio scene alluded to on his recent blog musings, this tale approaches Shakespearean levels of tragedy. Or, if your taste runs more towards dark humour, the plot is more a tragicomedy or revenge play comparable to Titus Andronicus.

If you are somehow invested in the notion of the "integrity" of shortwave pirate radio scene (whatever the hell that means), it is a cautionary Tale of Radio Paranoia, epitomizing hubris**, played by vain warriors and secret spies, villains and knaves, rascals and sockpuppets, as recounted by a jester and troll.

And if you don't have a pony in this race or dog in this hare-coursing, it's a lulzy comedy. Unless you're the hare. In which case I reckon the hare gets fucked. Proper fucked.

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"It's called a confidence game. Why? Because you give me your confidence? No. Because I give you mine."
--House of Games

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Reexamining the timeline of related incidents revealed an orchestrated effort by the man behind the Commander Bunny facade to undermine another pirate radio operator at any cost.

In this Tale of Radio Paranoia we'll summarize the prelude and focus on the "Bob Smith" incident. A follow up Tale will cover more supporting details about the prelude and aftermath, including Commander Bunny's online and on-air slandercasting as His Hareness resorted to playing the NAMBLA card in a last ditch effort to silence a perceived enemy pirate.


Au Revoir, Radio Yellowknife
A couple of weeks ago, mid-July, we heard that in early 2011 someone had attempted to set up Canadian shortwave pirate radio operator Doc John (then of Radio Yellowknife relay service) to be busted. At that time John Poet (of The Crystal Ship) hadn't yet announced his May 2011 social call from the FCC. But the FCC notice would appear on their database only days later, towards the third week of July.

Wars, and rumors of attention whores began to smoulder like a slow match in Blackbeard's chin whiskers. Within hours gossip of snitches in britches sparkled like a fast fuse snaking towards the powder room.

Sure enough, looking back, the Radio Yellowknife relay service offered by Doc John starting in the autumn of 2010 seemed to have vanished by the third week of January 2011. Note this log on the Fabulous Rabbit Nuthugger's personal vanity site:

Radio Yellowknife Vanishes?
Poster: Lima Indigo
"Just tried to email Radio Yellowknife but it bounced with a 'no such address" message. Tried blog url and got 'blog not found'.

"Did someone receive The Knock?"
Posted January 20, 2011 12:00 on the FRN

Rumors emerged that an American posing as a Canadian shortwave listener under the pseudonym "Bob Smith" had attempted to expose Doc John and silence his station earlier this year. We were skeptical. But after reading the e-mail exchanges and intact headers, with IP information indicating the location of "Bob Smith", it clearly seemed to be some sort of attempt at a con game... or worse.

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"Oh, you're a bad pony. And I'm not gonna bet on you."
--House of Games

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What's up, Doc?
According to Doc John, his Radio Yellowknife station was the subject of a complaint from a "Bob Smith" in late 2010 or early 2011:

"...under the name Bob Smith at bobsmith6955@yahoo (he) got a hold of the Ham radio club in Yellowknife and complained about RF interference in his house and also said he had contacted the DOT as well as CBC about me.

"This prompted a witch hunt in Yellowknife that I heard of second hand when I was doing a web search on Radio Yellowknife and came across an article done in the Club rag. (See: The Ensign, volume 4, issue 1, 2011. --GF)

"When I contacted them under another name they gave me the name Bob Smith and e-mail addy... I also shortly thereafter was contacted by a CBC reporter wanting to do a story on RY."
--Doc John

After that incident, Doc John closed the gmail account for Radio Yellowknife and reemerged shortly thereafter as Northern Relay Service.


"Bob Smith" e-mails Doc John
(The following is a verbatim exchange of e-mails from February 9-10, 2011, between "Bob Smith" and Doc John. A few pertinent lines or phrases will be emphasized to clarify the connection to the legendary shortwave pirate radio operator known as Commander Bunny. --GF)


(Update 7/19/12: "Bob Smith" initiated these faux-friendly emails the day *after* he'd already emailed the Yellowknife Amateur Radio Society complaining about Northern Relay Service.  The Lagomurph's complaint wasn't due to anything that happened in this email exchange with Doc John.  Murphy had already decided to snitch out the "rival" pirate.  This entire email exchange was an attempt to get Northern Relay Service on air to make it easier for YARS or Canadian authorities to DF the station. --GF)


Title: "What's up?"
From: Bob Smith (bobsmith6955@yahoo.com)
Date: Wed, Feb 9, 2011 at 4:52 AM
Subject: Whats up?
To: northernrelayservice@gmail.com

Dude when you going to be on the air again? Lethbridge is quiet without your signal filling up my radio. I may have to take a huge bong hit, and go over to the Mormon Temple and zone out!

Are you going to be on this weekend? And if so when and what frequency?

Bob
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(Being the cautious type, Doc John checks the headers in the e-mail from "Bob Smith". Bob implies he's in Lethbridge, Canada. IP indicates Bob is from Newport News, Virginia in the USA***. According to sources who checked the return addresses for their 2008 ebay purchases of WBNY items, Newport News, VA, is the location of the ebay vendor who sold WBNY memorabilia. --GF)

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From: Doc John
Subject: Re: Whats up?
To: "Bob Smith" (bobsmith6955@yahoo.com)
Date: Wednesday, February 9, 2011, 9:44 AM

Greetings BOB;

We here at the northern relay service appreciate that the only things that can replace our signal is pot and Jesus ( be careful combining the two). But our signal like the rapture will be announced by a voice from the air ,and if you tune somewhere between 6.930 and 6.940 sometime in the early evening you will have a chance of hearing us. However the north has been under the blanket of solar wind ejected from a coronal hole in the sun this past week and being environmentally conscious we do not even try . It would simply be entertainment to alien culture many light years from now..

But now that you are on our e-mail list we will alert you if we go on . But for now enjoy cruising the pirate bands,but we recommend getting your rabies shots as there is a scare out there about rabid rabbits.

Until then fly, a kite ,and keep your toupee glue handy, you are in Lethbridge!

We will be trying this weekend

Doc John

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(Note the "rabid rabbits" remark. Will Commander Bunny take the bait? --GF)

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From: Bob Smith (bobsmith6955@yahoo.com)
Date: Wed, Feb 9, 2011 at 7:53 AM
Subject: Re: Whats up?
To: Doc John

Cool!

Don't be too hard on the rabbit, he's been around a long time and given us some pretty good shows. But I anxiously await your relays. You are right, conditions have been awful of late.

Pot and Jesus is a nice mix. Both can be appreciated.

Thanks for not making me have to hang out at the Mormon Temple. That's about the only thing happening here in town. Thanks for putting me on the mailing list. Keep up the good work dude!

Bob

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(Bob takes the bunny bait. No reply from Doc John between previous and next e-mails from "Bob Smith". --GF)

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From: Bob Smith (bobsmith6955@yahoo.com)
Date: Wed, Feb 9, 2011 at 6:19 PM
Subject: Re: Whats up?
To: Doc John

Doc John:

What got you into Pirate Radio?

My Dad and Grand-dad got me into listening. I've got an Icom-735 but haven't done any transmitting for years. Too many Industry Canada cars running around here.

My Dad used to listen to Pirates on the shortwave when I was a kid. So did my Grand-Dad. In fact, I remember being a kid, maybe 10 or so and listening to Commander Bunny back in the 70's. That pirate has been on for a long time. Also listened to Voice of the Voyager. Didn't really hear any real Canadian Pirates until the late 80's when CSIC came on, and he was out East in Ontario. This guy Poet on the FRN has also been around since the 80's. Listened to him with his Crystal Ship station.

I take it by your posts that you're up in the Yukon or NT. Great place to be to be a Pirate. Way too many people here. And its gotten worse over the years. No offense to the Mormons but that Temple here brings them in by the droves at certain times of the year. Makes poor little Lethbridge a traffic jam!

Well, keep up the good work, can't wait to hear you again this weekend. Can you do the Voice of Next Thursday again? Love that guy. Aussie isn't he?

Stay warm, thanks again
Bob Smith
Lethbridge - actually on the road heading west towards Waterton

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(Okay, bear with my interpretation of the smoke signals. Bob Smith reinforces his Lethridge, Canada, QTH lie. He also implies he was a pirate and name-drops other famous pirates, presumably to gain Doc John's trust, which he follows through by casually trying to get Doc John to specify his location. Then he mentions Voice of Next Thursday, one of several programmers - including me - who were caught in the middle of Commander Bunny's invented and unnecessary feud and demands for exclusive loyalty to WBNY's relay service. --GF)

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From: Doc John
Date: Thu, Feb 10, 2011 at 10:06 AM
Subject: Re: Whats up?
To: Bob Smith (bobsmith6955@yahoo.com)

Hey BOB

It is a wonderful aspect of radio to be sure . As far as what got me into radio , I was a broadcast engineer for the Signal corp way back in the day. When I retired from military life I got bored and missed playing with radio. I'm a radio democracy freak at heart. When the idea of pirate radio came up with some friends over coffee we jumped and the rest is history.

Yes the commander has been around for a while ,but lately everyone has been commenting that he is loosing it. Not much on the FRN but on IRC etc, privately. Me thinks the first class stamp trade is good, and commercialism has corrupted his soul.

Unfortunately the commander scared our Good friend Voice of Next Thursday into going exclusive with him and we are looking to fill the vacuum left by Gabriel Symes the genius behind it all. We hope he gets around to changing his mind soon. We will respect his decision.

take care and enjoy the airwaves.

DOC J

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(This is where Doc John sets the snare and freshens the bait. Commander Bunny bites, hard, and snares himself. --GF)

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From: Bob Smith (bobsmith6955@yahoo.com)
Date: Fri, Feb 11, 2011 at 3:27 AM
Subject: Re: Whats up?
To: Doc John

Dude, you didn't let me know you were on last night. Just saw the logs! Bummer. Let me know!

I don't get involved in all that inside stuff, just enjoy listening to my Sony 2010 here, got a nice longwire out the back window!

Keep it up. enjoy hearing you Doc.

Bob

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Thus endeth that particular e-mail exchange between "Bob Smith" and Doc John.

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"You see, in my trade, this is called - what you did - you cracked out of turn. Huh? You see? You crumbed the play."
--House of Games

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The results of Doc John flipping "Bob Smith's" con game around?

Within hours, ComBun sockpuppet Ballistic Beans takes the bait and runs with it, foaming at the mouth: "IRC the destruction of Pirate Radio - The FRN Grapevines"

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ComBun's less acerbic consensus suckerpuppet, Mosby, chimes in with a sucker's 'tell': "Dumb monkey relays - The FRN Grapevines"

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Up next... Commander Bunny takes the bait, snares himself, and goes full
retard
suicide bomber. In the process, he reveals the extent of his decade-old sockpuppetry, irreparably splinters the web's oldest shortwave pirate radio site, connects every dot between his various online and real life personas, and, perhaps most damaging, undermines the fragile foundation of trust right at the time when, coincidentally, the FCC has renewed enforcement activity against shortwave pirates.



Moral of the Story Thus Far
Moral? In pirate radio? You're kidding right? And by you, I mean me. But what did we learn today, kids?

Don't hook with a hooker. If your opponent's name is Joe Frazier, he's probably better at it than you are.

Don't try to con a con man. If he's any good at it, he's already sussed you out and planned counter moves.

Don't troll with an e-mail account that reveals your location. And if you've burned through so many aliases and e-mail accounts that you can't keep track of them, maybe - and I'm going out on a limb here with a really extreme suggestion, probably too unrealistic but let's just ponder it a moment, carefully and soberly - maybe, just maybe, it's time to STOP BEING A DICK. You might be surprised how many people actually enjoy your company and creative output without the nonstop dickery.

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*That is not sarcasm. I'm sincere in that statement.

**I don't mean hubris in the watered down contemporary sense of someone suffering from excessive pride or arrogance. I'm talking about football sack dance hubris. I mean the kind of hubris shown by Achilles dragging Hector's corpse around the battlefield behind his chariot. The death of Achilles through his only vulnerable spot (at the hands of Paris, who was far from brave or heroic) is the implied judgment of the gods for hubris, which was once considered a crime in Greece. It's closer to the real concept of karma, as opposed to the bunnyman's concept of karma, which he mistakes for revenge and vendettas.

***IP from headers of "Bob Smith" emails (note - the Sunnyvale, CA, IP is just Yahoo's corporate HQ):

Delivered-To: northernrelayservice@gmail.com Received: by 10.147.136.17 with SMTP id o17cs108031yan; Wed, 9 Feb 2011 03:52:32 -0800 (PST) Received: by 10.150.197.17 with SMTP id u17mr1598406ybf.25.1297252351376; Wed, 09 Feb 2011 03:52:31 -0800 (PST) Return-Path: Received: from nm12.bullet.mail.sp2.yahoo.com (nm12.bullet.mail.sp2.yahoo.com [98.139.91.82]) by mx.google.com with SMTP id w42si536172ybe.20.2011.02.09.03.52.29; Wed, 09 Feb 2011 03:52:30 -0800 (PST) Received-SPF: pass (google.com: best guess record for domain of bobsmith6955@yahoo.com designates 98.139.91.82 as permitted sender) client-ip=98.139.91.82; Authentication-Results: mx.google.com; spf=pass (google.com: best guess record for domain of bobsmith6955@yahoo.com designates 98.139.91.82 as permitted sender) smtp.mail=bobsmith6955@yahoo.com; dkim=pass (test mode) header.i=@yahoo.com Received: from [98.139.91.65] by nm12.bullet.mail.sp2.yahoo.com with NNFMP; 09 Feb 2011 11:52:29 -0000 Received: from [98.139.91.57] by tm5.bullet.mail.sp2.yahoo.com with NNFMP; 09 Feb 2011 11:52:29 -0000 Received: from [127.0.0.1] by omp1057.mail.sp2.yahoo.com with NNFMP; 09 Feb 2011 11:52:29 -0000 Received: from [173.71.152.9] by web110002.mail.gq1.yahoo.com via HTTP; Wed, 09 Feb 2011 03:52:28 PST X-Mailer: YahooMailClassic/11.4.20 YahooMailWebService/0.8.108.291010 Date: Wed, 9 Feb 2011 03:52:28 -0800 (PST) From: Bob Smith Subject: Whats up? To: northernrelayservice@gmail.com

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Finally, a tip o' the animated top hat to Evil Elvis for the "con's piracy" title idea. Evil Elvis has a genius for portmanteaus, such as "dirtfed" to describe a drifty, distorted signal.