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U.S. makes first arrest for spim

By Will Sturgeon
Special to CNET News.com
Published: February 21, 2005, 12:10 PM PST

A U.S teenager has become the first person to be arrested on suspicion of sending unsolicited instant messages--or spim.

Anthony Greco, 18, was lured from New York to Los Angeles under the pretence of a business meeting. He was arrested upon arrival at Los Angeles International Airport last Wednesday.

Greco allegedly sent 1.5 million messages advertising pornography and mortgages. According to reports, the recipients of the messages were all members of the MySpace.com online networking service.

In a further twist upon the scam, Greco had allegedly threatened to share his methods for spamming members of the group if MySpace.com didn't sign an exclusive marketing deal that would have legitimized the messages he was sending via the service.

Greco believed he was flying to Los Angeles to cement that agreement with MySpace President Tom Anderson.

MySpace.com launched IM for its members in December 2003. Reports claim Greco began spamming members using the service in autumn 2004.

Assistant U.S. Attorney Brian Hoffstadt confirmed the arrest was the first criminal case brought against an individual sending spam over IM. But he warned there may well be more to come.

"We're just beginning to get the tip of the iceberg. This could be a new wave as online communities start up," he said in a statement.

Experts have warned in recent years that spim will be the next area of development for those looking to further exploit access to users' desktops and bombard them with unwanted messages, but its growth has been slow.

The immediacy of instant messaging and its growing popularity with businesses and home users means spam via the medium could theoretically become even more obtrusive than email spam.

For the time being, until a new generation of my flash profile is produced, I shall revert my profile back to basic HTML as per several requests. A link to the current flash profile will be in my blog....right here....

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Well I guess I was tagged by Katie...so I gottas post like uhh....6 facts about me....here we effin go!

1. I didn't go to High School Junior & Sernior year; I was homeschooled until I was 18 then I got my G.E.D.

2. I cannot play any musical instruments...nor can I sing proficiently...oh well

3. My shoe size I wear is 12....

4. When I was 16 I had chest surgery to correct Pectus Carinatum; after stayed in the hospital for one month after surgery the doctors said I would not be able to engaged in active sports and probably have difficulty with stamina.....but according to them I've healed pheonominally as my surgery scars are barely visible and I have shown none of thier predicted side effects!

5. I have lived in the following cities in California : El Monte, South El Monte, West Covina, North Hollywood, Napa, Hisperia, Whittier, Loma Linda and Paris

6. I have four sisters (Jenifer 25, Alyssa 17, Jasmine 12, Norma Lisa 7) and two brothers (Richard 29, Gene 5)

Right now....I went to 7-11....only place a person like me can go in the middle of the fucken night....only place I have to go....some bum asks me for change outside....I've got four dollars  and sixty-seven cents to last me until money happens to come my way again...one dollar of which I'm about to spend....but I give up my sixty-seven cents anyways....because I know what it's like to be in a positon where you have so little all you can do is ask for that which others have....

I look at the chips I've bought and the expiration date is my birthday....may tenth....I'll be twenty-two years old....I think about what other people have accomplished at that age....think about those who have completed four years at a university....think of those who have found someone to love....think of those who have done something with thier life...and I'm at 7-11 at 1AM buying some fucken chips....

I keep having the same dream....I'm talking to myself...but not in my head....it's another me....not a clone...just me....as if I was standing in front of a mirror, but not....and I'm trying to reason with me....I'm telling myself I can't stay here....that there's nothing left for me in this piece of shit town, that I'm letting  my life be wasted away, one sunrise after the next....but I reply to myself that I have nothing out there either....that I have no destination....no idea what I'll do once I get where ever it is I go....but I rebut by stating that all I'm doing now is living an idea....the idea that I can get out of poverty....the idea that I can suceed at college....the idea that this place can be of use to me....I remind myself that no one out is there for me....no one cares about me out there...no one is waiting for me out there....and no one will be.....but I insist to myself that no one here can care for me because no one here knows me...I don't even know me....I have to find myself....and I've spend 21 years of my life here and I have found out nothing....but I tell myself that I have found the person who wants to leave this place...the question arises "will that person ever be satisfied with himself else where?"....I tell myself that the problem isn't where I am but who I am....and in response I state that there's nothing wrong with me....that I have done as much as I can when I can in this place...that I have been the best I can IN THIS PLACE and it's not good enough...it will never be good enough....no amount of sun light can save this withered plant....I simply look at me and shake my head....

The rantings nand ravings of a drug induced man are something odd....it's not quite inoherent babble and it's not quite logic....my father has spoken to me many a time while under the influence and with a sober mind....he has spoken to me of why he has killed men and what he feel is needed for one to be defined as a man....but of all the bullshit that my father has spewed forth....I can take one thing for face value....one idea I can honestly say I truly admire him for presenting to me....he once told me that life....is not about the persuit of things....possesions....for we will always hope to attain...attain that which we admire...whether it be something material or something spiritual in another person we see...we can seek thier emotional warmth....seek thier attention...but those are all things we aspire to possess....what life is about...is not how luch you love another person....because you can love another person with all you heart....and it will mean nothing....nothing at all....because life....is about how much you can get that person to love you....for who YOU are...if you can make a person....in this age we live in...this age of lies....this age of infidelity....this age of suffering...if you can make a person...love who you are....that is the greatest accomplishment you can achieve....because out of all the people in this world....of all those who are...you are one they hold dear to thier heart....

I sat here....with this bag of chips...and this dirty desk...and I looked at my life retrospectively....I don't think it has a point....I don't think I'm someone who truly matters to anyone....and I don't know why someone would love me....

I'm not trying to martyr myself....I'm not trying to get sympathy or pity....I'm not trying to even get attention....I'm just trying to understand....because I can't....for the life of me, I can't understand....what keeps me here in this town....can't understand what makes me do what I do....or what purpose it is I hope to seriously achieve in life...I know these aren't questions that can ever be answered...and I know this isn't a feeling I'll always have....but right now I need some clarification...some enlightenment....some answer that won't leave me feeling 'lost'.....