Jay says he did this “three or four” times. When Jay started to stand, Draper asked him to get back down on his hands and knees, and repeat the exercise. But he wasn’t ready for what was next.ĭraper climbed on Jay’s back, wrapped his hands around Jay’s neck, and told Jay to stand up. This must be the Russian workout he was talking about, he thought. That should have been a red flag, Jay says, but “I asked him about it, and offered to get him some free access from the accounts that I popped.” And when Draper instructed Jay to take off his shirt, and get on his hands and knees on the bedroll, Jay obliged. “He mentioned wanting to catch up on email real quick, and I noticed him logging into a local gay BBS that I was familiar with because I hacked it a bunch of times.” In the space, which displayed an assortment of used pots and pans, plates, and a “gross-looking” bedroll, Jay says, Draper’s energy changed. He invited in Jay, who was still hoping to discuss technical topics in-depth. “He darted from store to store, dodging traffic.” At one point, Draper lost his notebook and said, “Oh shit, it has Woz’s number in it! I need to retrace my steps.”Īfter their Ocean Beach stroll, Jay drove Draper back downtown, where Draper kept an “office/crashpad” on the second floor of a three-story office building. “He’s like a kid in a candy store,” Jay says. His demeanor was “scattered and unfocused.” Over five to six hours, their conversation ranged from hacker exploits to workout techniques Draper says he learned from a “guy in Russia.” Draper “never veered into sexual innuendoes. Draper was wearing sweatpants and a T-shirt. That day, Jay recalls, he was wearing board shorts and a tank top. Jay arrived in his truck, and before he could park, Draper hopped in and asked Jay to drive to Ocean Beach, a bohemian neighborhood known for its counterculture vibe and sunsets. Over email, Jay says, the two men agreed to meet at a coffee shop in downtown San Diego. Jay was 32 at the time, older than other reported sexual-assault victims of Draper, first disclosed by BuzzFeed last week, but he describes himself back then as “a prickly, studly dude” his homoxesual friends referred to “as a ‘ twink.’ I didn’t look underage, but did look young for my age. How the myth of meritocracy stymies women in cybersecurityįacebook, EFF security experts sound off on protecting the vulnerable “I thought it would be cool to meet one of my heroes,” says Jay, who spoke with us on the condition that we not publish his last name nor his current occupation. After the eighth annual hacker conference DefCon in July, he’d learned that Draper lived in San Diego and had emailed him in hopes of meeting. The year was 2000, Jay told The Parallax last Wednesday. He didn’t expect his encounter with the infamous “phone phreaker,” also known as Captain Crunch, to lead to sexual assault. He’d grabbed the attention of AT&T and law enforcement agencies, and served as an early influence on Apple co-founders Steve Jobs and Steve Wozniak. Draper, who in the late 1960s and early 1970s had made waves by blowing a toy whistle into phone receivers. Jay, a hacker in the San Diego area, was excited to meet John T.
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