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On “The Conscience of a Hacker”

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The Conscience of a Hacker

Another one got caught today, it’s all over the papers. “Teenager Arrested in Computer Crime Scandal”, “Hacker Arrested after Bank Tampering”… Damn kids. They’re all alike. But did you, in your three- piece psychology and 1950’s technobrain, ever take a look behind the eyes of the hacker? Did you ever wonder what made him tick, what forces shaped him, what may have molded him? I am a hacker, enter my world… Mine is a world that begins with school… I’m smarter than most of the other kids, this crap they teach us bores me… Damn underachiever. They’re all alike. I’m in junior high or high school. I’ve listened to teachers explain for the fifteenth time how to reduce a fraction. I understand it. “No, Ms. Smith, I didn’t show my work. I did it in my head…” Damn kid. Probably copied it. They’re all alike. I made a discovery today. I found a computer. Wait a second, this is cool. It does what I want it to. If it makes a mistake, it’s because I screwed it up. Not because it doesn’t like me… Or feels threatened by me.. Or thinks I’m a smart ass.. Or doesn’t like teaching and shouldn’t be here… Damn kid. All he does is play games. They’re all alike. And then it happened… a door opened to a world… rushing through the phone line like heroin through an addict’s veins, an electronic pulse is sent out, a refuge from the day-to-day incompetencies is sought… a board is found. “This is it… this is where I belong…” I know everyone here… even if I’ve never met them, never talked to them, may never hear from them again… I know you all… Damn kid. Tying up the phone line again. They’re all alike… You bet your ass we’re all alike… we’ve been spoon-fed baby food at school when we hungered for steak… the bits of meat that you did let slip through were pre-chewed and tasteless. We’ve been dominated by sadists, or ignored by the apathetic. The few that had something to teach found us willing pupils, but those few are like drops of water in the desert.

This is our world now… the world of the electron and the switch, the beauty of the baud. We make use of a service already existing without paying for what could be dirt-cheap if it wasn’t run by profiteering gluttons, and you call us criminals. We explore… and you call us criminals. We seek after knowledge… and you call us criminals. We exist without skin color, without nationality, without religious bias… and you call us criminals. You build atomic bombs, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and lie to us and try to make us believe it’s for our own good, yet we’re the criminals. Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for. I am a hacker, and this is my manifesto. You may stop this individual, but you can’t stop us all… after all, we’re all alike.

Mentor and Niece

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The “Hacker Manifesto”.

If the #Cadavatar is the hardware, and the soul is the user, then the question “why?” is the machine language and the Hacker Manifesto was Mentor translating it to an assembly or higher level language for those of us that don’t fit the mold. 

I think I first ran into this piece while learning about hackers on my dad’s 56K Modem.

I may not remember the exact details, but I’m almost certain the rabbit hole was catalized by having seen “Hackers” on TV, which led to learning how real “hackers” had hacked the “Hackers” website lol. That story made me reallize the difference and I learne both fear and respect for the wizards on the phone lines. Either way, I rain into this  version on Phrack Magazine , and I thought I would share a version of it here.

I wanted to post it here as an homage to Mentor and the countless people he has inspired with his words.

I wanted  to post it here as an exhibit of the power we have to change reality with our thoughts and ideas.

I wanted to post it here in the hope my soulFriends, or any stranger that happens to find this page, find in it the same message and inspiration I found. Embrace curiosity and question everything.

I wanted to post it here as a beacon, to let others know that although I may not have all (or any really) of the answers, you are not alone.

[gT_I]

 

 

En honor a mi padre.

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Mi viejo

Es un buén tipo, mi viejo
Que anda solo y esperando
Tiene la tristeza larga
De tanto venir andando

Yo lo miro desde lejos
Pero somos tan distintos
Es que creció con el siglo
Con tranvía y vino tinto…

Viejo, mi querido viejo

Ahora ya camina lerdo
Como perdonando el viento
Yo soy tu sangre, mi viejo
Soy tu silencio y tu tiempo

El tiene los ojos buenos
Y una figura pesada
La edad se le vino encima
Sin carnaval ni comparsa

Yo tengo los años nuevos
Y el hombre los años viejos
El dolor lo lleva adentro
Y tiene historias sin tiempo

Viejo, mi querido viejo

Ahora ya camina lerdo
Como perdonando el viento
Yo soy tu sangre, mi viejo
Soy tu silencio y tu tiempo
Yo soy tu sangre, mi viejo
Yo soy tu silencio y tu tiempo
Yo soy tu sangre, mi viejo…

 

El valor de un hombre se mide por la forma en que él cría a sus hijos. Lo que les da, lo que les quita, las lecciones que enseña, y las lecciones que les permite aprender por su cuenta”.

-Lisa Rogers

 

my old man

He’s a good guy, my old man
That walks alone and waiting
He has a long sadness
From all the walking he has done

I look at him from a distance
But we are so different
It is because he grew with the century
With trolleys and red wine

Old man my dear old man

Now he walks slowly
Like he’s forgiving the wind
I am your blood old man
I’m your silence and your time

He has kind eyes
And a heavy figure
Age spilled all over him
Without pomp or circumstance

My years are still young
And the man has older ones
Pain he carries it within
And has timeless stories

Old man my dear old man

Now he walks slowly

Like he’s forgiving the wind
I am your blood old man
I am your silence and your time
I am your blood old man
I am your silence and your time 
I am your blood old man…

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vSX8EdYU3h8

 

Disposable everything, right?

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“If there was a problem, yo, I’ll solve it”
-Vanilla Ice

 

Good article right here

They don’t make them like they used to…

Technically, you ain’t wrong neither.

It’s true, they don’t make things like they used to, and there’s a reason for it too.

It’s technically our fault.

We became children of instant gratification and combined with our lack of “free” time, we allowed the corporations to dictate the terms of engagement.

They don’t have to make anything with quality anymore. We pre-buy games and sign away the rights to the stuff we buy through “agreements”.

What foking incentive are we giving companies to put out a good product when we are literally trampling over the corpses of human beings to upgrade a TV on black Friday?

It is not going to fill in that existential void, Karen.

Imagine what is doing to us at a psychological level? Is there a chance that maybe that disposable culture has bled into our social behaviors and that’s why relationships and connections have also become easier to throw away than to maintain and repair?

I’m just saying.

What can be done?

Embrace what we have always been. Hackers.

Seriously, it isn’t all about code either. Taking stuff apart and tinkering with it so it does something else or works to our liking is fundamental to being alive. Am I over reaching if I say hacking is the result of consciousness adapting to the environment faster than the cadavatar it is trapped in? It’s like, “Hey man, I’ve mastered the use of this meat-bot, now I will begin to dominate my surroundings”… We see an ape creating tools in their environment and we call it a sign of intelligence, but then judge a person for trying to do the same in theirs?

Double foking standard.

#HackNotCrime

I should be able to fix the stuff I own. It’s mine, and I should have all the rights to it.

Why the hell should I be charged for an owners manual? I’m already the foking owner.

Let tinkerers tinker. If the Wright brothers had stuck to bicycles we wouldn’t have Space X right now. Let the environment heal by not creating more waste. Let jobs develop in a fixing economy that can help us save desperately needed resources.

All that by supporting local #RightToRepair groups and letting your state reps know about it. Yes, that’s right, as you sit in the toilet reading this, you can click the links provided and help the cause for #RightToRepair. In the comfort of your throne, you are saving farmers in rural areas from corporations like John Deere that have exclusive rights to repair their equipment and charge as they see fit.

It is that easy.

#LazyRevolution

 

 

Directory structure in life

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#SelfAccountability

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I like to think I am organized.

However, if If I’m being honest and self aware, it really is more like I’ve managed to channel a bunch of my obbsessive compulsive behaviors into tidiness and efficiency. I need better systems.

Time to level up.

I’ve added the new Minimalists on Netflix to the list. I wanted to give Marie Kondo a chance. Her techniques and advice seem logical, I just couldn’t get past the fact I feel creeped out by her. Nothing specifically wrong, she acts like a very wise and sweet being. I’m just saying, no one has proven to me that she isn’t a robot.

Either way, that made me start thinking about hacking my brain. I started thinking about directory structure and how computational thinking, time management and all these things may come together to form a system that may work for me.

After all, we have to agree by now that if we can find chaos inside order, then surely we can find order inside our own chaos.

Plan of Attack

  • Learn about directory structure
  • Learn about time management techniques
  • ???
  • Profit

“Your subconscious is like a computer—more complex a computer than men can build—and its main function is the integration of your ideas. Who programs it? Your conscious mind. If you default, if you don’t reach any firm convictions, your subconscious is programmed by chance—and you deliver yourself into the power of ideas you do not know you have accepted. But one way or the other, your computer gives you print-outs, daily and hourly, in the form of emotions—which are lightning-like estimates of the things around you, calculated according to your values. If you programmed your computer by conscious thinking, you know the nature of your values and emotions. If you didn’t, you don’t.”

– Ayn Rand

 

Wisdom you should ignore

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Lessons learned from random things

My Grandfather was a wise man. He had an almost encyclopedic knowledge about anything you could think of asking him, but the really impressive part was that when he wasn’t sure, he used his wonderful imagination and unequivocal common sense to come up with something that was as close to fact if not more so than whatever the real answer was…. What I’m saying is my Grandfather was Wikipedia before the internet was even plugged in!

In any case, I always admired this quality of his, and as I grew older I wondered what a man had to do in ordered to collect the vast knowledge my Grandfather seemed to possess. Well, WikiGrandpa had the answer for that too! “Never stop paying attention.” he said, “Everyone AND everything has a story to tell and a lesson to teach”!

Well, I took this to heart and so now I give you a compilation of lessons I have learned from everything around me! Tips that will hopefully help you with school, life, love and maybe even sex! Sound advice from a guy that can’t get his crap together so seriously, listen at your own risk!

Mi Abolito Rafael

RUGBY and FRIENDSHIP

 I play Rugby which is a fantastic sport. If you don’t know what I’m talking about I highly recommend a quick Youtube search! Its like being in the middle of the movie 300 except with more fat guys and less homoerotic undertones! For the most part. But I digress, the point is that rugby is a game where there is no such thing as a superstar player! No matter how fast and tough you are, you can’t win the game unless you have the support of the rest of the team, because the moment things go wrong, you will find yourself alone and lose the ball. To me, that is EXACTLY how a good circle of friends should be! A group of friends should work together to win at life. Sure everyone may have a different position and may take a different approach, but the constant should be that the moment things get heavy, everyone else should be there to support and push and fight to make sure no one is left alone in the field carrying a ball and having to face everything on their own! You don’t just follow the guy that scores all the time, you follow everyone so that you build a strong bond! This way, when you end up with the ball in your hands, you don’t have to look back, you just trust that your team and friends will be there if things get tough!

ZOMBIES and FINANCES

 Picture if you will a day just like today. You are sitting there, doing whatever it is that you are doing when you hear some noise outside. You get up and walk to the window to see what the commotion is and that’s when you spot a group of zombies chasing Lady Gaga, Justin Bieber and Katy Perry! Welcome to the Zombie Apocalypse! You may be asking yourself if I have gone crazy or what any of this has to do with finances, and if this is the case then I ask you to have a bit more faith in my hereditary ability to bullshit and I warn you, question my sanity again and I will be forced to send my army of Ninja Space Monkeys after you. With that said, the lesson here is to practice survival mode and be prepared! Just like Z Day, you never know when financial adversity will strike, and the only way to survive is to be ready! Now you may be thinking that stockpiling a cache of food and weapons or money is enough, but the reality is that if you don’t practice how to use both your arms and your cash in a tight situation then you won’t make it far when the real disaster goes down! This is actually how I learned to save money! Pretend my car broke down and it’s a $200 dollar fix. That money gets put away and remains untouched as if it was a real scenario and I survive on cereal for 2 weeks so that the cash is there when I really need it for an emergency or to bribe the customs agent so I can have my one time use hand made Chinese silk pajama pants. Point is preparedness is not just having the resources but the ability to use them at a moments notice, follow this advice and just like me you will be ready when the scenario I proposed happens and just like me you too can save humanity when you see Gaga and Bieber and Perry running for their lives, and you pull out your sniper rifle, pop one in each of their ankles and enjoy the show!

SEX and VIDEOGAMES

I’m dividing this one as advice for each corresponding gender and I’m trusting that you will only read the one that applies. Also I want to assure this is simply a gross oversimplification about male and female sexuality that does not take into account feelings!

FOR THE GENTLEMEN

Honor system ladies, remember the Ninja Space Monkeys, I’m not afraid to use them, skip to the next section…. O.K., now that they are gone here it is, there’s two types of women when it comes to sex, it’s up to you to figure it out so that you can please her. The first type is like your first console, let’s say a Nintendo with Mario Bros. Once you start playing its pretty intuitive and each button does something specific, there really isn’t much to figure out so now its up to you to see how good can you get at the game. You could probably play for hours but if you don’t develop your technique things will get repetitive. Be inventive and you will always have fun! The second Type is more like the current consoles. Let’s say PS3 with Modern Warfare! You start playing and you realize you don’t really know what everything does so you have to take your time to figure out each function, you might play a few rounds and not do very well because you haven’t learned the controls yet, but if you really slow down and pay attention you will develop the right technique and begin to enjoy the game. After some time things become second nature and before you know it you are leveling up like a boss and getting all kind of achievements you weren’t expecting. Patience and attention will help you master and thoroughly enjoy each game!

FOR THE LADIES

Well, I was just telling the men about respect and totally not reinforcing sexist stereotypes, matter of fact I just copy and pasted something from the Cosmo website. Boring stuff really. Actually what I wrote up there actually applies to men too, if you already went through it then shame on you, but let me add to that just a little more. My advice for you ladies is very simple. Whether we like you or not we are probably going to let you play videogames with us, but only if we like you are we going to really enjoy ourselves, let you win and won’t care what buttons you where pressing and you know exactly what I mean!

SCHOOL and DRIVING

 Driving is one of my favorite things to do. School, not so much, at least not until I realized how the way I drive could be applied to my behavior at school. I truly enjoy driving. I could be stuck in traffic and seriously could fill a pool with the amount of damns I just don’t give! When I go out for a drive I feel comfortable. I focus on the road and pay attention to everything around me but only take in the information that truly matters like traffic signals while ignoring the distractions that serve no purpose but to stop me from my destination like that cheerleader car wash. And that’s the problem I suspect must of us have in school. We know where the hell we need to go, but there’s so many obstacles and distractions that the ride stops being enjoyable and we just become frustrated and either turn around and go home or barely do what we can to get there. But just like driving, you are in control. You choose what station you listen to, you choose the speed at which you drive, you choose what route to take and you choose to drive past that car wash because in the end they are not paying for your gas and could care less where you end up after you leave there!

DRINKING AND MARTIAL ARTS

If you know me, you probably have had a beer with me at one point or another, if you don’t, then you will when you meet me. Because that’s the first thing you should do when you find yourself in my glorious presence. You should buy me a pint of Guinness. This will bring you good fortune. Anyhow, I love me some brew. I enjoy beer and partake on its consumption. Nowadays I sit down and have a couple glasses of good craft beers and tend to enjoy the finer brews, but that’s because I earned my black belt. When I first started, I drank like a frat boy and held records at my local hospital for most abuse to the liver in one weekend and had an honorary mention for most likely to flirt with a defibrillator. So basically I was in the Cobra Kai school of drinking. I wanted to pick every fight and walked around with a false sense of pride because I knew I could beat everyone around me. But that’s not the point of martial arts, and it sure as hell isn’t the point of having a drink. Just like the old masters teach us that “We learn to fight, so we don’t have to”, I feel that we kind of “Learn to drink, so we don’t have to”. Let me explain. Sure it seems cool to be able to down a bottle of Jack Daniels by yourself, but are you enjoying yourself any more than the guy that’s having a couple shots to get a nice buzz going and actually remembers what happened that night without the killer hangover? When you drink, you must be like the ancient masters. Able to whoop everyone’s ass, but no one around you should be able to suspect a thing! Martial Arts teach you discipline and push your limits so that you know yourself and can use your skills responsibly and that’s the approach you should take when you drink. Know what you can drink, know when to stop, and know what you can or cannot handle. Also, practice regularly and with good company!

So there you have it. Just a couple pearls of wisdom from me to you. Don’t bother thanking me, but specially don’t bother complaining when none of this works because I probably won’t remember typing it since I downed 2 bottles of cough syrup before I got started and I sure as hell can’t be held liable for the crap my brain is spewing. May the force be with you!