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divabot
Jun 17, 2015

A polite little mouse!

surebet posted:

someone (andreas?) had been collecting funds for a couple years prior to try and bait wikipedia into taking bitcoin, so that initial influx is probably that + the usual 24 hour burst of penny shavings from r/bitcoin

Yeah, Bitpay abusing the trademark. The legal dept went after this.

Some other Bitcoiners sent Jimmy Wales bitcoins directly, which he passed to Wikimedia.

This Wikimedia mailing list thread from December 2013 is le gold a là comédie, as they say in Paris.

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Sentient Data
Aug 31, 2011

My molecule scrambler ray will disintegrate your armor with one blow!
But if you take that $220k and buy bitcoins then you can get something like 900btc, and back before this temporary slump the real price for bitcoin was proven to be over 1200, so that means that the 900btc is actually worth over a million bucks of donations!

Tipps
Apr 18, 2006


party in the front

business in the back

so next year they will go from 220k/y to less than 80k/y since they won't have the initial pump bump

that'll pay for almost one whole developer! :wow:

theflyingexecutive
Apr 22, 2007

tbf 220k is like 219k more than I expected

LethalGeek
Nov 4, 2009

it just occured to me french dude didn't draw is katana when the cops came to get him. wtf man where's the epic last stand ??

Pocket
Aug 27, 2006

LethalGeek posted:

it just occured to me french dude didn't draw is katana when the cops came to get him. wtf man where's the epic last stand ??

"qui va s'occupe de mon chat?"

a cyberpunk goose
May 21, 2007

LethalGeek posted:

it just occured to me french dude didn't draw is katana when the cops came to get him. wtf man where's the epic last stand ??

he did but the nippon police officer caught his first downward strike with only two fingers and bent the steel back like it was a paperclip

bawk
Mar 31, 2013

Mido posted:

he did but the nippon police officer caught his first downward strike with only two fingers and bent the steel back like it was a paperclip

pfft. spends all his money on castles and never thought to shell out the cash for authentic hattori hanzo steel.

Jonny Nox
Apr 26, 2008




Hanzo steel can split a man in half along the spine.

It's true! I've seen it.

Midjack
Dec 24, 2007



surebet posted:

yeah that's got to hurt


i'm not sure if i'm reading too much into this, but since when did he have cats? also is that kitten food? i'm not super enthusiastic about someone taking on new pet ownership responsibilities when jail time is fairly likely

adelstein unfortunately knows what it's like to have a spouse bail when poo poo gets real at your day job

Malloc Voidstar
May 7, 2007

Fuck the cowboys. Unf. Fuck em hard.
there was a defcon talk about brainwallets to which brainwallet.org responded to by closing immediately & forever
https://www.reddit.com/r/Bitcoin/comments/3g7bpa/brainwallet_shut_down_permanently_due_to/

defcon slides: https://rya.nc/cracking_cryptocurrency_brainwallets.pdf
if i'm reading this right someone lost $14k because they sent bitcoin to a brainwallet address with an empty password

e: and he found $20k under the password "how much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood", tried to warn them and accidentally stole it all (then gave it back)

Malloc Voidstar fucked around with this message at 06:29 on Aug 8, 2015

Boxturret
Oct 3, 2013

Don't ask me about Sonic the Hedgehog diaper fetish

Aleksei Vasiliev posted:

if i'm reading this right someone lost $14k because they sent bitcoin to a brainwallet address with an empty password

yeah it got posted earlier

anthonypants
May 6, 2007

by Nyc_Tattoo
Dinosaur Gum
lmao why did they close THIS time, after keeping open during every other fuckup

surebet
Jan 10, 2013

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i'm not a huge infosec nerd but :3: kaminsky

Nessus
Dec 22, 2003

After a Speaker vote, you may be entitled to a valuable coupon or voucher!



theflyingexecutive posted:

tbf 220k is like 219k more than I expected

Heresiarch
Oct 6, 2005

Literature is not exhaustible, for the sufficient and simple reason that no single book is. A book is not an isolated being: it is a relationship, an axis of innumerable relationships.

Aleksei Vasiliev posted:

there was a defcon talk about brainwallets to which brainwallet.org responded to by closing immediately & forever
https://www.reddit.com/r/Bitcoin/comments/3g7bpa/brainwallet_shut_down_permanently_due_to/

defcon slides: https://rya.nc/cracking_cryptocurrency_brainwallets.pdf
if i'm reading this right someone lost $14k because they sent bitcoin to a brainwallet address with an empty password

e: and he found $20k under the password "how much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood", tried to warn them and accidentally stole it all (then gave it back)

somebody used "who is john galt" apparently

theflyingexecutive
Apr 22, 2007

Heresiarch posted:

somebody used "who is john galt" apparently

I was just thinking about (maybe remembering) a bot that scans brainwallets for rand quotes

anthonypants
May 6, 2007

by Nyc_Tattoo
Dinosaur Gum

theflyingexecutive posted:

I was just thinking about (maybe remembering) a bot that scans brainwallets for rand quotes
i'm pretty sure there were a number of bots looking up phrases from books or song lyrics or comics. i remember one guy was upset that he made some really obscure phrase and his butts got stolen but then it turned out to be an extremely well-known non-english phrase

theflyingexecutive
Apr 22, 2007

namaste

surebet
Jan 10, 2013

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in regulatory news, bitfinex just gtfo of new york

https://www.bitfinex.com/pages/announcements

theflyingexecutive
Apr 22, 2007

lol, bitches

Heresiarch
Oct 6, 2005

Literature is not exhaustible, for the sufficient and simple reason that no single book is. A book is not an isolated being: it is a relationship, an axis of innumerable relationships.

surebet posted:

in regulatory news, bitfinex just gtfo of new york

https://www.bitfinex.com/pages/announcements

quote:

Bitfinex is not applying for a BitLicense at this time.

i can't imagine why

Midjack
Dec 24, 2007



Aleksei Vasiliev posted:

there was a defcon talk about brainwallets to which brainwallet.org responded to by closing immediately & forever
https://www.reddit.com/r/Bitcoin/comments/3g7bpa/brainwallet_shut_down_permanently_due_to/

defcon slides: https://rya.nc/cracking_cryptocurrency_brainwallets.pdf
if i'm reading this right someone lost $14k because they sent bitcoin to a brainwallet address with an empty password

e: and he found $20k under the password "how much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood", tried to warn them and accidentally stole it all (then gave it back)

lol

there's not as much buttcoin poo poo floating around at defcon this year so far

anthonypants
May 6, 2007

by Nyc_Tattoo
Dinosaur Gum

Aleksei Vasiliev posted:

e: and he found $20k under the password "how much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood", tried to warn them and accidentally stole it all (then gave it back)

quote:

What actually happened
● Send a little money to Chuck
● Try to take specifically that money back
○ Not a thief!
● Actually draw from the 250BTC at risk
○ Took 0.00031337 BTC, sent it to “Yoink”
○ Took 249.99968663 BTC, sent it Somewhere Else
● WHERE DID THE MONEY GO!?
● WHAT IS THIS ADDRESS!?
lmao

quote:

Smart people pick can bad passphrases too
● Chuck wasn’t stupid
aww and he was so close

poik007
Aug 16, 2006
Thinks Mother 3 is the best game ever
Bitcoin: WHERE DID THE MONEY GO !? WHAT IS THIS ADDRESS!?

Chocobo
Oct 15, 2012


Here comes a new challenger!
Oven Wrangler

poik007 posted:

Bitcoin: WHERE DID THE MONEY GO !? WHAT IS THIS ADDRESS!?

Herman Merman
Jul 6, 2008
it'd been even funnier if he had accidentally sent those 250 butts to the miners

Herman Merman
Jul 6, 2008
also

quote:

Serious: brainwallet.org shutdown and now I am wondering how to get keys back from the phrase? (self.Bitcoin)

submitted 5 hours ago by jrm2007

Tokamak
Dec 22, 2004

every drat time.

jony ive aces
Jun 14, 2012

designer of the lomarf car


Buglord

Herman Merman posted:

it'd been even funnier if he had accidentally tipped those 250 butts to MagicalTux

divabot
Jun 17, 2015

A polite little mouse!
Ethereum: ignore all the "smart contracts" babble, that's cover for it being a completely standard premined altcoin scam.

JamesieAB
Nov 5, 2005
10 REALLY WEIRD THINGS YOU CAN BUY FOR BITCOIN

quote:

7. "Enema of the State" - Bitcoiners could use an enema every now and then .

:yosbutt:

surebet
Jan 10, 2013

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i always thought of brain wallets the same way as people who decided to start a career in painting or other conventional art mediums

are you sure you're original enough to survive this? are you sure you won't end up pissing years of efforts and wind up living on your parents couch in the end?

TVarmy
Sep 11, 2011

like food and water, my posting has no intrinsic value

some wikipedian posted:

Fundraising staff have previously noted that a new funding channel isn't worth setting up unless it attracts on the order of $500k/year. But as of right now we still take Bitcoin, so if you don't want the shame of still hodling, send 'em our way and we'll keep giving you the BEST ENCYCLOPEDIA EVER!!

did he just imply if you pay them enough butts they'll ban luke jr?

TVarmy
Sep 11, 2011

like food and water, my posting has no intrinsic value

Political Whores posted:



I'm not gonna outwear my welcome by posting these continously, but I was playing with the layers a bit and this one came out good.

Ross Ulbricht, becoming progressively more and more depressed by what was happening to everybody he knew, decided finally to incriminate himself. There was no problem, in the circles where he hung out, in posting darknet activity on stack overflow; you just bought into a large quantity of butts and took them with some cheap research chems.

The planning part had to do with the artifacts you wanted found on you by later archeologists. So they'd know from which stratum you came. And also could piece together where your head had been at the time you did it. He spent several days deciding on the artifacts. Much longer than he had spent deciding to incriminate himself, and approximately the same time required to get that many buttcoins. He would be found lying on his back, on his bed, with a copy of Ayn Rand's The Fountainhead (which would prove he had been a misunderstood superman rejected by the masses and so, in a sense, murdered by their scorn) and an unfinished letter to Exxon protesting the cancellation of his gas credit card. That way he would indict the system and achieve something by his imprisonment, over and above what the encagement itself achieved. Actually, he was not as sure in his mind what the being put in a cage achieved as what the two artifacts achieved; but anyhow it all added up, and he began to make ready, like an animal sensing its time has come and acting out its instinctive programming, laid down by nature, when its inevitable end was near.

At the last moment (as end-time closed in on him) he changed his mind on a decisive issue and decided to hodl the butts with a connoisseur wine instead of bath salts or McAffee Butt Drugs Suite 2015, so he set off on one last drive, over to Trader Joe's, which specialized in fine wines, and bought a bottle of Mondavi Cabernet Sauvignon, which set him back almost thirty dollars--all he had.

Back home again, he uncorked the wine, let it breathe, drank a few glasses of it, spent a few minutes contemplating his favorite page of The Illustrated Picture Book of Sex, which showed the girl on top, then placed the plastic bag of brainwallet keys beside his bed, lay down with the Ayn Rand book and unfinished protest letter to Exxon, tried to think of something meaningful but could not, although he kept remembering the girl being on top, and then, with a glass of the Cabernet Sauvignon, gulped down all the keys at once. After that, the deed being done, he lay back, the Ayn Rand book and letter on his chest, and waited.

However, he had been burned. The capsules were not private keys, as represented. They were some kind of poison oak, of a type he had never dropped before, probably a mixture, and new on the market. Instead of quietly suffocating, Ross Ulbricht began to hallucinate. Well, he thought philosophically, this is the story of my life. Always ripped off. He had to face the fact--considering how many of the capsules he had swallowed--that he was in for some trip. The next thing he knew, a creature from between dimensions was standing beside his bed looking down at him disapprovingly. The creature had many eyes, all over it, ultra-modern expensive-looking clothing, and rose up eight feet high. Also, it carried an enormous coffee milkshake that could have been a dessert (plus a scroll)!

"You're going to read me my sins," Ross Ulbricht said.

The creature nodded and unsealed the scroll.

Ulbricht said, lying helpless on his bed, "and it's going to take a hundred thousand hours."

Fixing its many compound eyes on him, the creature from between dimensions said, "We are no longer in the mundane universe. Lower-plane categories of material existence such as 'fees' and 'anonymity' no longer apply to you. You have been elevated to the decentralized realm. Your sins will be read to you ceaselessly, in shifts, throughout eternity. The list will require 30 confirmations on tops of the usual six, so it probably won't end."

Know your dealer, Ross Ulbricht thought, and wished he could take back the last half-hour of his life.

A thousand years later he was still lying there on his bed with the Ayn Rand book and the letter to Exxon on his chest, listening to them read his sins to him. They had gotten up to the first grade, when he was six years old.

Ten thousand years later they had reached the sixth grade.

The year he had discovered masturbation.

He shut his eyes, but he could still see the multi-eyed, eight-foot-high being with its endless scroll reading on and on.

"And next--" it was saying.

Ross Ulbricht thought, At least I got a good wine.

ChickenOfTomorrow
Nov 11, 2012

god damn it, you've got to be kind

TVarmy posted:

Ross Ulbricht, becoming progressively more and more depressed by what was happening to everybody he knew, decided finally to incriminate himself. There was no problem, in the circles where he hung out, in posting darknet activity on stack overflow; you just bought into a large quantity of butts and took them with some cheap research chems.

The planning part had to do with the artifacts you wanted found on you by later archeologists. So they'd know from which stratum you came. And also could piece together where your head had been at the time you did it. He spent several days deciding on the artifacts. Much longer than he had spent deciding to incriminate himself, and approximately the same time required to get that many buttcoins. He would be found lying on his back, on his bed, with a copy of Ayn Rand's The Fountainhead (which would prove he had been a misunderstood superman rejected by the masses and so, in a sense, murdered by their scorn) and an unfinished letter to Exxon protesting the cancellation of his gas credit card. That way he would indict the system and achieve something by his imprisonment, over and above what the encagement itself achieved. Actually, he was not as sure in his mind what the being put in a cage achieved as what the two artifacts achieved; but anyhow it all added up, and he began to make ready, like an animal sensing its time has come and acting out its instinctive programming, laid down by nature, when its inevitable end was near.

At the last moment (as end-time closed in on him) he changed his mind on a decisive issue and decided to hodl the butts with a connoisseur wine instead of bath salts or McAffee Butt Drugs Suite 2015, so he set off on one last drive, over to Trader Joe's, which specialized in fine wines, and bought a bottle of Mondavi Cabernet Sauvignon, which set him back almost thirty dollars--all he had.

Back home again, he uncorked the wine, let it breathe, drank a few glasses of it, spent a few minutes contemplating his favorite page of The Illustrated Picture Book of Sex, which showed the girl on top, then placed the plastic bag of brainwallet keys beside his bed, lay down with the Ayn Rand book and unfinished protest letter to Exxon, tried to think of something meaningful but could not, although he kept remembering the girl being on top, and then, with a glass of the Cabernet Sauvignon, gulped down all the keys at once. After that, the deed being done, he lay back, the Ayn Rand book and letter on his chest, and waited.

However, he had been burned. The capsules were not private keys, as represented. They were some kind of poison oak, of a type he had never dropped before, probably a mixture, and new on the market. Instead of quietly suffocating, Ross Ulbricht began to hallucinate. Well, he thought philosophically, this is the story of my life. Always ripped off. He had to face the fact--considering how many of the capsules he had swallowed--that he was in for some trip. The next thing he knew, a creature from between dimensions was standing beside his bed looking down at him disapprovingly. The creature had many eyes, all over it, ultra-modern expensive-looking clothing, and rose up eight feet high. Also, it carried an enormous coffee milkshake that could have been a dessert (plus a scroll)!

"You're going to read me my sins," Ross Ulbricht said.

The creature nodded and unsealed the scroll.

Ulbricht said, lying helpless on his bed, "and it's going to take a hundred thousand hours."

Fixing its many compound eyes on him, the creature from between dimensions said, "We are no longer in the mundane universe. Lower-plane categories of material existence such as 'fees' and 'anonymity' no longer apply to you. You have been elevated to the decentralized realm. Your sins will be read to you ceaselessly, in shifts, throughout eternity. The list will require 30 confirmations on tops of the usual six, so it probably won't end."

Know your dealer, Ross Ulbricht thought, and wished he could take back the last half-hour of his life.

A thousand years later he was still lying there on his bed with the Ayn Rand book and the letter to Exxon on his chest, listening to them read his sins to him. They had gotten up to the first grade, when he was six years old.

Ten thousand years later they had reached the sixth grade.

The year he had discovered masturbation.

He shut his eyes, but he could still see the multi-eyed, eight-foot-high being with its endless scroll reading on and on.

"And next--" it was saying.

Ross Ulbricht thought, At least I got a good wine.

a butter dorkly

gschmidl
Sep 3, 2011

watch with knife hands

ChickenOfTomorrow posted:

a scammer dorkly

Dixie Cretin Seaman
Jan 22, 2008

all hat and one catte
Hot Rope Guy
lol i heard the term brainwallet but until now i assumed there must be something more to it than just "make up a random phrase and hash it", i mean most bitcoiners are all-around idiots but at least a few are versed in basic crypto principles

also it seems keanu reeves movies are all secretly about bitcoin

quote:

“The year is 2021. It is no longer safe to transmit information. Phones, computers and satellites are all vulnerable. But there is a solution. Input the data into the brain of a human courier like Johnny Mnemonic!”

That’s from the trailer for the prophetic 1995 sci-fi thriller starring Keanu Reeves, Johnny Mnemonic. With a few revisions, including knocking 6 years off the time, this trailer would make a fantastic introduction to bitcoin brain wallets.

As long as you have a working memory, a bitcoin brain wallet can be the most secure form of storing your bitcoin.

The Management
Jan 2, 2010

sup, bitch?
since bitcoins are "owned" by anyone having the private key to a given wallet, guessing brain wallet phrases is not stealing. unlike obtaining their private key by hacking their computer, this is an original derivation that involves no copying and is just as legitimately yours as anyone else's.

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surebet
Jan 10, 2013

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how secure would it be to use a really, really long rear end string to generate the key? like you decide that the base text is the kj version of genesis, and you use yours and your spouses birthday as the delineating values for begin/end chapter/verses.

or an entire brazil.txt paste with "maria-theresa" replaced with "andreas"?

surebet fucked around with this message at 18:42 on Aug 8, 2015

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