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.University students.People in their twenties groping their way through firstjobs.Even some professional people in their thirties and forties who spent weekends poringover computer manuals and building primitive computers in spare rooms.Most regular BBSusers were male.Sometimes a user's sister would find her way into the BBS world, often insearch of a boyfriend.Mission accomplished, she might disappear from the scene for weeks,perhaps months, presumably until she required another visit.The BBS users had a few things in common.They were generally of above averageintelligence--usually with a strong technical slant--and they were obsessed with their chosenhobby.They had to be.It often took 45 minutes of attack dialling a busy BBS's lone phone linejust to visit the computer system for perhaps half an hour.Most serious BBS hobbyists wentthrough this routine several times each day. As the name suggests, a BBS had what amounted to an electronic version of a normalbulletin board.The owner of the BBS would have divided the board into different areas, as aschool teacher crisscrosses coloured ribbon across the surface of a corkboard to divide it intosections.A single BBS might have 30 or more electronic discussion groups.As a user to the board, you might visit the politics section, tacking up a `note' on your viewsof ALP or Liberal policies for anyone passing by to read.Alternatively, you might fancy yourselfa bit of a poet and work up the courage to post an original piece of work in the Poet's Corner.The corner was often filled with dark, misanthropic works inspired by the miseries ofadolescence.Perhaps you preferred to discuss music.On many BBSes you could find postingson virtually any type of music.The most popular groups included bands like Pink Floyd,Tangerine Dream and Midnight Oil.Midnight Oil's anti-establishment message struck aparticular chord within the new BBS community.Nineteen eighty-eight was the golden age of the BBS culture across Australia.It was an ageof innocence and community, an open-air bazaar full of vitality and the sharing of ideas.For themost part, people trusted their peers within the community and the BBS operators, who wereoften revered as demigods.It was a happy place.And, in general, it was a safe place, which isperhaps one reason why its visitors felt secure in their explorations of new ideas.It was a placein which the creator of the WANK worm could sculpt and hone his creative computer skills.The capital of this spirited new Australian electronic civilisation was Melbourne.It is difficultto say why this southern city became the cultural centre of the BBS world, and its darker side,the Australian computer underground.Maybe the city's history as Australia's intellectual centrecreated a breeding ground for the many young people who built their systems with little morethan curiosity and salvaged computer bits discarded by others.Maybe Melbourne's personalityas a city of suburban homebodies and backyard tinkerers produced a culture conducive toBBSes.Or maybe it was just Melbourne's dreary beaches and often miserable weather.As oneMelbourne hacker explained it, `What else is there to do here all winter but hibernate insidewith your computer and modem?'In 1988, Melbourne had some 60 to 100 operating BBSes.The numbers are vague because itis difficult to count a collection of moving objects.The amateur nature of the systems, often ajumbled tangle of wires and second-hand electronics parts soldered together in someone'sgarage, meant that the life of any one system was frequently as short as a teenager's attentionspan.BBSes popped up, ran for two weeks, and then vanished again.Some of them operated only during certain hours, say between 10 p.m.and 8 a.m.When theowner went to bed, he or she would plug the home phone line into the BBS and leave it thereuntil morning.Others ran 24 hours a day, but the busiest times were always at night [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.University students.People in their twenties groping their way through firstjobs.Even some professional people in their thirties and forties who spent weekends poringover computer manuals and building primitive computers in spare rooms.Most regular BBSusers were male.Sometimes a user's sister would find her way into the BBS world, often insearch of a boyfriend.Mission accomplished, she might disappear from the scene for weeks,perhaps months, presumably until she required another visit.The BBS users had a few things in common.They were generally of above averageintelligence--usually with a strong technical slant--and they were obsessed with their chosenhobby.They had to be.It often took 45 minutes of attack dialling a busy BBS's lone phone linejust to visit the computer system for perhaps half an hour.Most serious BBS hobbyists wentthrough this routine several times each day. As the name suggests, a BBS had what amounted to an electronic version of a normalbulletin board.The owner of the BBS would have divided the board into different areas, as aschool teacher crisscrosses coloured ribbon across the surface of a corkboard to divide it intosections.A single BBS might have 30 or more electronic discussion groups.As a user to the board, you might visit the politics section, tacking up a `note' on your viewsof ALP or Liberal policies for anyone passing by to read.Alternatively, you might fancy yourselfa bit of a poet and work up the courage to post an original piece of work in the Poet's Corner.The corner was often filled with dark, misanthropic works inspired by the miseries ofadolescence.Perhaps you preferred to discuss music.On many BBSes you could find postingson virtually any type of music.The most popular groups included bands like Pink Floyd,Tangerine Dream and Midnight Oil.Midnight Oil's anti-establishment message struck aparticular chord within the new BBS community.Nineteen eighty-eight was the golden age of the BBS culture across Australia.It was an ageof innocence and community, an open-air bazaar full of vitality and the sharing of ideas.For themost part, people trusted their peers within the community and the BBS operators, who wereoften revered as demigods.It was a happy place.And, in general, it was a safe place, which isperhaps one reason why its visitors felt secure in their explorations of new ideas.It was a placein which the creator of the WANK worm could sculpt and hone his creative computer skills.The capital of this spirited new Australian electronic civilisation was Melbourne.It is difficultto say why this southern city became the cultural centre of the BBS world, and its darker side,the Australian computer underground.Maybe the city's history as Australia's intellectual centrecreated a breeding ground for the many young people who built their systems with little morethan curiosity and salvaged computer bits discarded by others.Maybe Melbourne's personalityas a city of suburban homebodies and backyard tinkerers produced a culture conducive toBBSes.Or maybe it was just Melbourne's dreary beaches and often miserable weather.As oneMelbourne hacker explained it, `What else is there to do here all winter but hibernate insidewith your computer and modem?'In 1988, Melbourne had some 60 to 100 operating BBSes.The numbers are vague because itis difficult to count a collection of moving objects.The amateur nature of the systems, often ajumbled tangle of wires and second-hand electronics parts soldered together in someone'sgarage, meant that the life of any one system was frequently as short as a teenager's attentionspan.BBSes popped up, ran for two weeks, and then vanished again.Some of them operated only during certain hours, say between 10 p.m.and 8 a.m.When theowner went to bed, he or she would plug the home phone line into the BBS and leave it thereuntil morning.Others ran 24 hours a day, but the busiest times were always at night [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]