The Original Manifest of Hacker's [English]
Another one got caught today, it's all over the papers. Â«Teenager Arrested in Computer Crime ScandalÂ», Â«Hacker Arrested after Bank TamperingÂ»â€¦
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 worldâ€¦ Mine is a world that begins with schoolâ€¦ I'm smarter than most of the other kids, this
crap they teach us bores meâ€¦ 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. Â«No, Ms. Smith, I didn't show my work. I did it in my headâ€¦Â»
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 meâ€¦
Or feels threatened by meâ€¦
Or thinks I'm a smart assâ€¦
Or doesn't like teaching and shouldn't be hereâ€¦
Damn kid. All he does is play games. They're all alike.
And then it happenedâ€¦ a door opened to a worldâ€¦ 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 soughtâ€¦ a board is found.
Â«This is itâ€¦ this is where I belongâ€¦Â»
I know everyone hereâ€¦ even if I've never met them, never talked to them, may never hear from them againâ€¦
I know you allâ€¦ Damn kid. Tying up the phone line again. They're all alikeâ€¦
You bet your ass we're all alikeâ€¦ we've been spoon-fed baby food at school when we hungered for steakâ€¦ 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 nowâ€¦ 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 exploreâ€¦ and you call us criminals. We seek after knowledgeâ€¦ and you call us criminals. We exist without skin color,
without nationality, without religious biasâ€¦ 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 allâ€¦ after all, we're all alike.
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# 1337day[dot]com [2009-07-12]