"ThreatConnect’s report offers an analysis of attacks on Bellingcat, a website that claims to use open source and social media resources to investigate and expose everything, “from Mexican drug lords to conflicts being fought around the world.”
"The site’s citizen reporters have filed scores of investigative reports examining the shooting down over Ukraine of Malaysian Airlines Flight 17 (MH17) in 2014—a fact that has apparently made it a target for attack by Russian threat actors, ThreatConnect said in its report.
"Data provided by Bellingcat’s founder Eliot Higgins shows that at least two groups with strong ties to Russia have carried out sustained attacks on the site and its reporters, since 2015, ThreatConnect said.
"The security vendor identified one of the threat actors as Fancy Bear, a pro-Russian group that is believed involved in the attacks on the Democratic National Committee (DNC) intrusion earlier this year. It identified the other group as CyberBerkut, a Ukrainian hactivists group with a pro-Russian agenda."
I was following Bellingcat's investigation into MH17 as it unfolded at the time - amazing / patient detective work using Google Streetview, YouTube, social media, etc to piece together the times and location of a mobile rocket-launcher (seemingly of Russian origin) and its journey...
I may have even put up a post or two about Bellingcat and its investigation on this blog, but my memory's a bit fuzzy on this...
Russia's military-tech, sat bare-chested on the back of a horse, smiling a botox smile for the camera:
""The main principle of this aircraft’s way of deployment is a so-called swarm, a collective solving of any task. There will be one or two piloted aircrafts in the group, the others will be unmanned vehicles,” said Vladimir Mikheev, an advisor to the deputy head of the Radioelectronic Technologies Concern [KRET], Russia’s largest radio electronics manufacture, in an interview to TASS on Monday.
"The revolutionary drone technology developed by the company would allow a single piloted aircraft command from five up to 10 unmanned vehicles. The pilot’s helm and suit will send a signal to the on-board system, which will assign a number of drones to his command. The tasks and number of vehicles depends on the pilot’s status and experience."
I sincerely hope so.
"But to get as far as it’s gotten, Hill argues in his book, Uber has evaded livery laws that previously governed taxi service in many markets; flooded the street with nonprofessional, unregulated and under-insured drivers; misled customers on the adequacy of background checks for its drivers and battled efforts for more rigorous screening of them, such as through fingerprinting; overstated the pay that drivers could earn working for Uber; and avoided paying some of the taxes and related fees that other taxi and limousine services must pay to local governments.
"He doesn’t mince words about its billionaire co-founder and chief executive, Travis Kalanick, either. In his book, he describes Kalanick as “the reigning bad boy of ‘wild west’ capitalism,” an Ayn Rand wannabe who once used “The Fountainhead” as his Twitter avatar, and a 21st century P.T. Barnum who has grafted his outsize ego onto the company itself."
So, Tom's most recent CD turned up in this:
Ha! That'll teach me to go to an Old Man's Optician!
BA/LS/BN is a rusty, ill-oiled filing-cabinet full of flapping A3 sheets of paper, Dictaphone squeal and microcassette roughage, feedback / foldback, geiger-counter clickbait and furry-sounding sinetone tunings...
The scrapin' and tin-can tappin' and a-rattlin' on “Illy Alley” sounds like feral archeologists sifting thru the metallic strata of the Anthropocene or some sorta nano re-enactment of Teddy Rowe. A feeling of passive-aggressive dismissiveness - a kind of of frustrated / throwaway petulance - emerges as the piece progresses, and shifts towards a sense of resignation and back again in a couple of places – emotional to-ing and fro-ing - an aluminised kitchen-sink drama unfolding amidst the clatter.
“Family Piano” takes place inside an imaginary, er, piano or guitar-case city. S'like being enclosed in a malfunctioning music-box, blindly feeling your way through pitch-black wooden string-strung streets.
“Floppy Metal” is quite extraordinary: motors whirrr, stop-start wheel-spins, clankings and angry buzzings, gearboxes grind against radiomulch, old-fashioned phone-dials rotating at impossible speeds // hyperdialling endless relays and arcane exchanges: all hinting at some implausible machine or electromechanical process.