ANATOMY OF A VIRUS AUTHOR
A biography of the Black Baron
Matthew Probert


In 1969 Neil Armstrong stepped onto the moon. It was a momentous year for the world. But no-one at the time paid much attention to a baby boy being born in a town in southern England. This baby boy was destined to grow into one of the most infamous computer virus writers of all time. In 1969 The Black Baron was born!

The Black Baron never set out to become a computer virus writer. He left school at sixteen with a handful of CSE's and a burning desire to be a commercial airline pilot. He enjoyed swimming and science fiction comedy shows, such as Red Dwarf, and did all the things that any normal, healthy young man would do. He learnt to drive, passed his driving test and settled down to several years unemployed.

He is at pains to point out that he is not a thug, he does not have any criminal convictions;

"I don't even have a point on my driving licence" he laughs, when asked about criminal activities.

And yet what inspires a normal, healthy, well balanced young man to create the ultimate in computer terrosism, a polymorphic computer virus?

In examining Black Baron's motives one must consider his state of mind. Is he a shy, withdrawn individual who has problems with inter-personal relationships perhaps? No is the answer. He is not the cliche of a computer programmer. He owns a single second-hand Tandon 286 PC with an Amstrad monitor, and a rather old and modest modem.

"I don't even like computer programming!" he says when asked about it.

Perhaps however he is upset by his unemployment? An individual with his obvious and undeniable talent must surely feel some resentment at being unemployed. But he doesn't blame the computer industry directly, he certainly does resent the "old school tie" attitude which is so prevalent in England today, and he blames the Conservative government for doing much to reinforce this approach to employment.

"I don't wear the right colour tie" he says.

The inspiration to create a computer virus came to Black Baron after he read Ross M. Greenberg's comments about computer virus authors. Mr Greenberg, the American author of an anti-virus product called "Flu Shot" is very scathing and critical of people who write computer viruses. Indeed the introduction to the instruction manual which accompanies Flu Shot is preoccupied with questioning the emotional stability of the people who write computer viruses. I quote:

Introduction

Insensed by what he saw as the narrow, biggoted attitude of the author, our young man, then twenty four years old, decided to write a program which would infect other other computer programs and more than that. One which would with each infection change its form so as to avoid detection by Flu Shot and other virus scanners. At christmas 1993, Pathogen was completed. One month later SMEG 0.1 was included and the first SMEG virus hit the computer world.

In Febuary 1994 Black Baron, as the author was calling himself, released a subsequent computer virus. Queeg. This time he updated the polymorphic engine (SMEG) into version 0.2.

Shortly aftwerwards the Thunderbyte anti-virus software underwent a major new release, with verion 6.20 which in fairness detects 96% of SMEG version 0.1 and version 0.2 infections. Unfortunately, the author's of Thunderbyte suffer from the same arrogance as Mr Greenberg. They have widely boasted that their new virus scanner can detect any polymorphic viruses. Needless to say this is seen as a challenge by Black Baron. And being an Englishman, he can't resist a challenge. It is not surprising to learn then, that as I write this in June 1994 Black Baron is just finishing off SMEG version 0.3 which is completely undetectable by any current virus scanner, including Thunderbyte release 6.20.

I ask myself when is this is all going to end? Perhaps when computer users become sufficiently educated to be able to use the equipment at their disposal. Perhaps when computers stop attracting social inadequates, but whom I am refering to the arrogant members of the anti-virus lobby as well as the nefarious virus authors. But what of the Black Baron? What is he? Is he a malicious criminal? A computer terrorist? A social inadequate trying to reassure himself of his own inadequacies through destroying computer data? I don't belive so. I have spoken to Black Baron on a number of occassions. He is happy to discuss his work, and, at my request, he has even released a document detailing the design of SMEG. He doesn't feed on the panic and fear that SMEG viruses such as Pathogen and Queeg cause. Rather he revels in the embarrasement and panic which his software causes the arrogant anti-virus writers.

It is quite questionable whether Black Baron was sensible in taking this course of action. It does appear that he has adopted a "I'll show you" attitude. But it is equally obvious that the real villian is the person who caused the trouble in the first place, Mr Greenberg and his arrogant and biggoted view. You still don't believe me? Okay, as a finale let me say this. Black Baron knows that I write anti-virus software. He knew this before he gave me an interview. And knowing that I write anti-virus software he provided me with the source code of Pathogen, Queeg and SMEG so that I might improve my anti-virus software. He even supplied me with software which creats safe SMEG encrypted programs for testing purposes. These are not the actions of a mad man. These are the actions of a man who just wants to be respected for what he is. A damn hot programmer.

After talking with him, I understand the Black Baron. I feel sorry for him as well. He is a highly gifted individual who has not been given a chance by computer society. So he has made his own chance. We all need recognition. Mainly through employment, but we as thinking machines must receive recognition for our abilities. Otherwise we sink into melancholy and paranoida. Black Baron has received his recognition. We, the computer society are responsible for the creation of Pathogen, Queeg, SMEG and all the other computer viruses. We have no one to blame but ourselves. It is our desire to keep the computer fraternity a closed club which has alienated so many of our colleagues. By rubbing their noses in it, so to speak, we have begged for trouble, and like the inhabitants of Troy, we have received it.