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From: bob@netlabs.com (Bob Rench)
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Subject: ETHERNET tapping
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Date: 17 Apr 91 16:17:38 GMT
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I really enjoyed Tomer Geminder's request.

    > Is whould thank anyone who will be willing to mail me names of
    > products, or program of its oun which can tap to ETHERNET and format the
    > received information into readable format. I look also for names of
    > workstations and PC boards which their ETHERNET address is writen in the
    > software and is not hardware fixed.

I'm not sure how many of you folks in are familiar with an American icon,
Maxwell Smart, a TV spy popular in the '60s, known for being quite a
bumbling fool (worse than Sellers' Inspector Clouseau).  Tomer's request
sounds like something from "Get Smart".  A sample snippet of dialog from
"Get Smart" goes something like this:

KAOS agent (disguised as a Trap-Net repairman):

	Mr. Smart, can you tell me where your hidden Trap-Net is, and
	how it works?

Maxwell Smart:

	It's the old 'KAOS-agent-asking-for-information-about-my-hidden-
	Trap-Net-trick'.  That's the oldest trick in the book.  Sorry, but
	I can't tell you that.

KAOS agent:

	But, I'm not a KAOS agent, I'm a Trap-Net repairman, and I'm here
	to do some preventative maintenance on your Trap-Net.  Got to keep
	those things oiled, you know.

Smart:

	Well, in that case, pretend that I am a KAOS agent.  I stand over
	here, and you, pretending to be me, can press that button over by
	the door.

[At this point, Trap-Net falls from ceiling trapping Smart.]

KAOS agent (in his German accent):

	You haff fallen into our trap, Herr Schmart!

Smart:

	Don't tell me you really are a KAOS agent!

KAOS agent:

	I am really a KAOS agent!

Smart:

	I asked you not to tell me that.

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