http://www.gq.com/news-politics/newsmakers/201205/chris-chaney-hacker-nude-photos-scarlett-johansson By David Kushner GQ May 2012 The hacker's eyes widened as the image filled his screen. There, without her makeup, stood Scarlett Johansson, her famous face unmistakable in the foreground, her naked backside reflected in the bathroom mirror behind her, a cell phone poised in her hand snapping the shot. Holy sh*t, he thought. This was a find -- even for him. For years, he had stealthily broken into the e-mail accounts of the biggest players in Hollywood. He had daily access to hundreds of messages between his victims and their managers, lawyers, friends, doctors, family, agents, nutritionists, publicists, etc. By now he knew more dirt than almost anyone in L.A. -- the secret romances, the hidden identities, films in all stages of development. Still, this photo, a private self-portrait of one of our biggest stars, was something new, something larger than life, especially his. "You feel like you've seen something that the rest of the world wanted to see," he says. "But you're the only one that's seen it." Chris Chaney never wanted to become famous as The Man Who Hacked Hollywood. In the beginning at least, he was just a 33-year-old loner looking for something to do. Two years unemployed, he lived in a rundown brick house in a middle-class neighborhood in Jacksonville, Florida, where the streets are named for fairy tales: Cinderella Road, Peter Pan Place. He'd spent his entire life in this same area, had never flown on a plane or traveled beyond the occasional trip to see family in Iowa or Alabama. His parents separated when he was 4, and during his freshman year in high school he moved into this house near Mother Hubbard Drive with his grandmother. Taking a room hardly bigger than his bed, he hung a Fight Club poster on the wall, stacked his DVDs in the corner, lined up his He-Man dolls below the television, and called it home. One night in early 2008, while his grandma slept, the balding, 290-pound Chaney was idly surfing movie sites like Ain't It Cool News when he stumbled on the latest celebrity scandal. Stolen pictures had leaked online of Miley Cyrus posing half-dressed, her midriff exposed. Chaney sparked a clove cigarette and considered the story. He couldn't have cared less about the Miley shots themselves. What intrigued him was the guy who stole them. How'd he do it? Chaney wasn't a hacker; he didn't even own a computer until his late twenties and couldn't write a lick of code. But he'd always loved solving puzzles -- completing crosswords, shouting out answers to Jeopardy! This was a tantalizing new riddle: "I was like, 'How hard could this be if it's happening all the time?' " What Chaney lacked in technical skills, he made up for in effort. Finding a working e-mail address was a simple process of trial and error. In a Word document, he made a list of random celebrities and, one by one, entered them into Gmail - first name followed by last - until, days later, an address was finally accepted. (In the blur of celebs to follow, he wouldn't be able to recall his first.) Unlocking the account, he knew, would be more difficult. To retrieve a lost password, sites often ask subscribers so-called challenge questions: What's your mother's maiden name? What's your place of birth? Or, in the case of this celebrity, what's your pet's name? It was widely known that the hacker who broke into Paris Hilton's phone had done it with her Chihuahua's name, Tinkerbell. If her dog's name was easily available online, so too, Chaney figured, were other clues. [...] _______________________________________________ LayerOne Security Conference May 26-27, Clarion Hotel, Anaheim, CA http://www.layerone.orgReceived on Wed Apr 25 2012 - 23:45:04 PDT
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