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Mentors Last Words
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.
+++The Mentor+++
[May the members of
the phreak community never forget his words -JR]
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