Hacker's
Manifesto
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 ever, in your three-piece psychology and 1950's
technobrain, ever take a look behind the eyes of a 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 am 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 it 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 incompetence 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 be 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 the 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 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.
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