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Date: Wed, 20 Jan 1993 04:26:54 GMT
From: knight@eff.org (Craig Neidorf)
Subject: File 2--More Background on SJG Trial
Today, January 19, 1993 was to be the first day in the trial of
Steve Jackson Games, et al. v. United States Secret Service. Because
of predictable courtroom legal games, it has been delayed, but I
wanted to remind you all of some of the history behind it.
Three years ago in 1990, January 19 was a Friday. It was 4 days
after AT&T shut down for 9 hours during Martin Luther King's birthday,
and with reference to its significance to the SJGames proceedings, it
was the day the USSS served a Federal search warrant at the Zeta Beta
Tau fraternity house at the University of Missouri-Columbia. I was
the intended and actual victim as Special Agents Tim Foley and Barbara
Golden, accompanied by Reed Newlin (Southwestern Bell security), and
officers from the University police and the University's
administrative office tore through my room with a legal license
written so broad that they could have walked off with tv, vcr, and
refrigerator.
Desperately searching for traces of the public 911 information
and copies of Phrack Magazine, the SS came up empty, but not before
they had completely harassed and intimidated me.
As the raid began, the University police physically restrained me
even though I made no attempt to stop them nor did they have any
reason to believe I would respond violently. I asked to see their
warrant and they went inside.
Unlike other USSS raids in 1990 there were no guns were drawn...
but I suppose that the presence of some 30+ witnesses cramming the
halls watching them, probably helped the agents keep it holstered as
well.
Eventually, I was allowed to seat myself on the floor outside my
room where I could partially see and hear what the agents were doing
and saying (diagram of my room is at end of posting).
They went right to work, starting with jotting down the serial
numbers of every electrical device in the room to check and see if it
was stolen property. I wasn't worried about that.
All of my school books and notebooks for class were checked for
illegal information.
After noticing a book about law schools on my shelf, the agents
had themselves a good laugh about how I would never have that option
when they were through with me.
Agent Foley was prepared to remove my entire audio compact disc
collection as evidence (of what I have no idea), until Agent Golden
informed him that I could not use them in my Apple IIc 5 1/4 inch
floppy drive (instead she told him I could have used them in a 3 1/2
inch drive).
Copies of the Phrack subscriber list were taken along with a
notebook containing newspaper clippings about Robert Morris and other
noteworthy people and incidents relating to computers. The SS decided
that reading the Wall Street Journal and saving some articles was at
the least suspicious, if not a felony. (Among hundreds of other names
and Internet addresses, the subscriber list contained an entry for an
individual who was an employee for Steve Jackson Games.)
And then the telephone rang...
I began to get up when the police forced me back down. Agent
Foley noticed the commotion and remarked "They'll call back!" And
that is when the answering machine clicked on. The agents chuckled
since they knew they were about to hear a private message being
delivered to me. It was like they were wiretapping without a warrant.
The caller didn't identify himself. He didn't need to. It was my
co-editor, desperately trying to find out what was happening and
letting me know his intention to drive to Columbia that evening.
After the ceiling tiles had been lifted, the furniture moved away
from the walls, the mattress flipped, and the carpet pulled up, the
agents decided to leave (believe it or not they completely ignored the
bottle of Barcardi that was sitting in there).
As I plead with them not to take my Apple computer, Agent Foley
declined to speak with me unless I was Mirandized again. I decided a
Q&A session would be inappropriate at this time so I declined. But
before he left, Foley informed me that I was not under arrest, but I
was going to jail for violating the Computer Fraud & Abuse Act of
1986, for the illegal Interstate Transportation of Stolen Property,
and for Wire Fraud.
On February 6, 1990 (18 days later) I was indicted.
As most of you should be familiar with, the First
Amendment/intellectual property law battle concerning Phrack's
publication of the public 911 information ended with the government
dropping the case after 7 months of putting me through hell and 5 days
in Federal court in Chicago.
The legal battle that followed cost me over $109,000 before it
was completely over. My family and I are still making payments on a
monthly basis and we are far from finished.
++++++++++
Diagram is not to scale (i.e., my room was really tiny):
____________________________________ WINDOW ________
| | | |
s dresser | | bed |
h | | |
e __________| |___________________________________|
l desk | _______|
v w/ | |night |<--phone
e Apple | chair |table |<--ans.
s comp. | |_______| machine
|_______| _____ _________|
s stand | | t | | |
h for | | a | | |
e tv/vcr| | b | | |
l refrig| | l | | sofa |
v_______| | e | | |
e |_____| | |
s |_________|
| |
| ______ CLOSET _________ CLOSET ______|
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|__ DOOR __|_________________________________________|
H A L L W A Y of fraternity house
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