Yesterday, that great invertebrate in the White House signed into the law
the Telecom "Reform" Act of 1996, while Tipper Gore took digital
photographs of the proceedings to be included in a book called "24 Hours in
Cyberspace."
I had also been asked to participate in the creation of this book by
writing something appropriate to the moment. Given the atrocity that this
legislation would seek to inflict on the Net, I decided it was as good a
time as any to dump some tea in the virtual harbor.
After all, the Telecom "Reform" Act, passed in the Senate with only 5
dissenting votes, makes it unlawful, and punishable by a $250,000 to say
"shit" online. Or, for that matter, to say any of the other 7 dirty words
prohibited in broadcast media. Or to discuss abortion openly. Or to talk
about any bodily function in any but the most clinical terms.
It attempts to place more restrictive constraints on the conversation in
Cyberspace than presently exist in the Senate cafeteria, where I have dined
and heard colorful indecencies spoken by United States senators on every
occasion I did.
This bill was enacted upon us by people who haven't the slightest idea who
we are or where our conversation is being conducted. It is, as my good
friend and Wired Editor Louis Rossetto put it, as though "the illiterate
could tell you what to read."
Well, fuck them.
Or, more to the point, let us now take our leave of them. They have
declared war on Cyberspace. Let us show them how cunning, baffling, and
powerful we can be in our own defense.
I have written something (with characteristic grandiosity) that I hope will
become one of many means to this end. If you find it useful, I hope you
will pass it on as widely as possible. You can leave my name off it if you
like, because I don't care about the credit. I really don't.
But I do hope this cry will echo across Cyberspace, changing and growing
and self-replicati
they have just inflicted upon us.
I give you...
A Declaration of the Independence of Cyberspace
Governments of the Industrial World, you weary giants of flesh and steel, I
come from Cyberspace, the new home of Mind. On behalf of the future, I ask
you of the past to leave us alone. You are not welcome among us. You have
no sovereignty where we gather.
We have no elected government, nor are we likely to have one, so I address
you with no greater authority than that with which liberty itself always
speaks. I declare the global social space we are building to be naturally
independent of the tyrannies you seek to impose on us. You have no moral
right to rule us nor do you possess any methods of enforcement we have true
reason to fear.
Governments derive their just powers from the consent of the governed. You
have neither solicited nor received ours. We did not invite you. You do not
know us, nor do you know our world. Cyberspace does not lie within your
borders. Do not think that you can build it, as though it were a public
construction project. You cannot. It is an act of nature and it grows
itself through our collective actions.
You have not engaged in our great and gathering conversation, nor did you
create the wealth of our marketplaces. You do not know our culture, our
ethics, or the unwritten codes that already provide our society more order
than could be obtained by any of your impositions.
You claim there are problems among us that you need to solve. You use this
claim as an excuse to invade our precincts. Many of these problems don't
exist. Where there are real conflicts, where there are wrongs, we will
identify them and address them by our means. We are forming our own Social
Contract . This governance will arise according to the conditions of our
world, not yours. Our world is different.
Cyberspace consists of transactions, relationships, and thought itself,
arrayed like a standing wave in the web of our communications
world that is both everywhere and nowhere, but it is not where bodies live.
We are creating a world that all may enter without privilege or prejudice
accorded by race, economic power, military force, or station of birth.
We are creating a world where anyone, anywhere may express his or her
beliefs, no matter how singular, without fear of being coerced into silence
or conformity.
Your legal concepts of property, expression, identity, movement, and
context do not apply to us. They are based on matter, There is no matter
here.
Our identities have no bodies, so, unlike you, we cannot obtain order by
physical coercion. We believe that from ethics, enlightened self-interest,
and the commonweal, our governance will emerge . Our identities may be
distributed across many of your jurisdictions. The only law that all our
constituent cultures would generally recognize is the Golden Rule. We hope
we will be able to build our particular solutions on that basis. But we
cannot accept the solutions you are attempting to impose.
In the United States, you have today created a law, the Telecommunicat
Reform Act, which repudiates your own Constitution and insults the dreams
of Jefferson, Washington, Mill, Madison, DeToqueville, and Brandeis. These
dreams must now be born anew in us.
You are terrified of your own children, since they are natives in a world
where you will always be immigrants. Because you fear them, you entrust
your bureaucracies with the parental responsibiliti
to confront yourselves. In our world, all the sentiments and expressions of
humanity, from the debasing to the angelic, are parts of a seamless whole,
the global conversation of bits. We cannot separate the air that chokes
from the air upon which wings beat.
In China, Germany, France, Russia, Singapore, Italy and the United States,
you are trying to ward off the virus of liberty by erecting guard posts at
the frontiers of Cyberspace. These may keep out the contagion for a small
time, but they will not work in a world that will soon be blanketed in
bit-bearing media.
Your increasingly obsolete information industries would perpetuate
themselves by proposing laws, in America and elsewhere, that claim to own
speech itself throughout the world. These laws would declare ideas to be
another industrial product, no more noble than pig iron. In our world,
whatever the human mind may create can be reproduced and distributed
infinitely at no cost. The global conveyance of thought no longer requires
your factories to accomplish.
These increasingly hostile and colonial measures place us in the same
position as those previous lovers of freedom and self-determina
to reject the authorities of distant, uninformed powers. We must declare
our virtual selves immune to your sovereignty, even as we continue to
consent to your rule over our bodies. We will spread ourselves across the
Planet so that no one can arrest our thoughts.
We will create a civilization of the Mind in Cyberspace. May it be more
humane and fair than the world your governments have made before.
Davos, Switzerland
February 8, 1996
Consider the following basics of the concept that is God:
1. God is omnipotent, omniscient, and perfectly good (morally speaking).
2. If God is omnipotent, he can do anything.
3. If God is omniscient, he knows everything (including all events past, present, and future).
4. If God is perfectly good, he never does anything wrong (or everything he does must be the morally best action).
Considering this is the basis of "God", note the following contradictions
1. If God knows all things that will ever happen, then all events are set in stone, meaning none can stray from their destiny, including God himself. If this is the case, he can't do anything other than what he already knew he was going to do, meaning he can't be omnipotent.
2. If God is omnipotent, he can't be omniscient for the same reasons.
3. If God is perfectly morally good, he can't do anything wrong, meaning there are some things he can't do, meaning he is not omnipotent.
In conclusion, the concept of God is contradictory
Dear Punctuation,
I want you inside of me.
Sincerely, Quotation Marks
Dear Twilight Fans,
Please realize that because vampires are dead and have no blood pumping through them, they can never get an erection. Enjoy fantasizing about that.
Sincerely, Logic
Maybe all of mankind will evolve and become smart enough to eliminate the greatest human plague that was ever invented for mankind - religion and its God.
So, last night allowed for some rather interesting things to happen;
Have any of you had things just roll in the right direction all at once? That was how last night was for me.
First off, me and my beloved girlfriend decided to use some coupons to go out to dinner. We ended up getting two huge drinks, a big ass burrito, and two waffle cones for a total of ten dollars combined. A feast for cheap. And shortly before that, my Michigan Education Trust (college fund) came in the mail to help pay for my living expenses, books, and school. Amount? $7,202. And just before my rent is due. Next, we run into one of our old friends at Wal-Mart and she suggests we get together and hang out. Well, me and Brittany go out, eat, go to the coffee shop, and then Nikki (my friend) invites us downstairs to smoke hookah. Her treat. Well, after a time, he boyfriend shows up, we spend a few more hours at the hookah joint Algiers before deciding to head back to my place to watch movies or something. Someone suggests booze. I'm the only one old enough to buy. Thus, Nikki drops $20 for me to run into a booze shop and picks up a couple case of Smirnoff (lime and apple. Not bad, but not great). Well, we hang out and invite my buddy God to hang out (a nickname for my roommate). Drinking occurs and the topic turns to the one time me and Nikki's boyfriend Josh made out at a Halloween party a year back. Well, the girls promised that if we made out, they would make out with eachother. Well, being horny boys, we made out. My first French boy kiss, and I loved it. Well, the girls start making out and they are really enjoying themselves, next thing I know, Nikki lips are suckling one of my girlfriends nipples, and I'm taking the other. Everyone was quite aroused at this point. Well, we adjourn to my bedroom for cuddles. Well, it was meant to be cuddles until we all started rubbing Brittany's thighs. Well, Josh suggests Nikki do more naughty things to Brittany. Well, in order for that to happen, we are told that we have to stroke eachother, unclothed before the girls will continue. Well, Josh is straight. And I mean STRAIGHT straight. He's nervous as hell, but we start a strokin' for a full minute before he calls it quits. Girls allow it, and next thing I know, my girlfriends pants are off and my friend Nikki is fingering her sweet cunny and making her whimper for a good couple minutes before she falls into a quivering orgasm. From there, our friends say they need to head home (it was around three in the morning) and take off. Brittany and I are so frisky that I'm making a tent and Britt is soaking through her panties. Next thing I know we're going at it like a couple of pheromone soaked animals. To say the least, she ended up with a sticky rump and me with a wet groin. Now she's strongly considering a threesome because she really, REALLY enjoyed making out and being fingered by a girl.
Now we're just looking for someone cute who lives really close by.
"I tell you now the words of Red Moon; from the Great Spirit was born the Wolf, and man became his messenger. "
Consider this;
You cannot leave your local area and all stores/warehou
Also, you do not have any time to plan. It has just happened without warning, and very suddenly. Death is everywhere, you have had no time to stock up, build barricades, or contact people. If you do not SEE anyone nearby, then you literally cannot contact them because their is total radio silence. The only people who you KNOW are alive is anyone who lives with you. The streets are not filled with the dead, per se, but when you glance outside, there are at least a couple of the maggot farms meandering outside and chewing on abandoned pets. They cannot run quickly, only shuffle, but they also do not stop.
Also, they do not know you are home, but they apparently noticed your home was lit and are coming to investigate. Keep in mind this is a real time situation; What you have is what you have. Unless you have a bunker of guns stored beneath your home, then they will not suddenly materialize there. If you can't shoot accurately, you are not spontaneously an amazing sniper who is a crack shot. If you are unhealthy and have gone without exercise, you are not suddenly capable of wind-sprinting one hundred yards in fifteen seconds. If you have no weapons training, you don't suddenly know how to use a gun. If you don't have combat training, you are not capable of prolonged hand-to-hand combat. All of your skills, weapons, strengths, and weaknesses, abilities, food, barricade material, and supplies are whatever you have RIGHT. NOW.
What do you do?
I look at it this way;
On one side, I can use this brain that a so-called Christian God apparently gave me, coupled with the need to search, discover, question, and argue, and learn as much as I can before I leave the world and discover if heaven is real or not. Now, if God, and in turn heave, truly is real, who do you think he will allow into heaven?
The human being who blindly followed after his religion, not once questioning its provenance, in the selfish hope that every good thing he does will gain him entry into heaven, or the human being who questioned the religion because there was nothing to prove it true or false, and nothing to prove the other religions to be false or true either, and so he instead followed his heart, mind, and common sense?
I think God will allow the atheist in because he did exactly what he was designed for, discovery and growth, rather than the stagnating sheep who did what he was told because he was afraid.
Also, people misunderstand; just because one is an atheist doesn't mean we are all assholes. That is just like saying all Christians are blind and stupid followers of an overzealous cult with no compunction against burning human beings alive while preaching of the goodness of their religion. Fact of the matter is, we live for life, not for an empty promise fed to us from birth by strangers who read it in a book read by primitives who had no closer a connection to a higher power than your average schmuck today.
Anyway, those are just my thoughts on the matter, but to each his own. If you want to be religious, whatever. Just don't show up and preach to me on my doorstep, telling me that dinosaur fossils are a trick by the devil and that earth was created in seven days by an invisible puppet master who made all the animals of the world exist within walking distance of Noah's house.
"I thought what I'd do was, I'd pretend I was one of those deaf-mutes"
First one to guess without using an internet source where this originally came from wins a prize. Also, consider this;
The number pi is thought to be "normal", meaning that if you were to write it as a binary decimal, it would contain all possible finite bit strings.
Pi. Think about it, it is an irrational number with seemingly infinite random digits, so it makes sense that somewhere in that infinite string of 0s and 1s:
If you compute it, you will be guilty of:
*Copyright infringement (of all books, all short stories, all newspapers, all magazines, all web sites, all music, all movies, and all software, including the complete Windows source code)
*Trademark infringement
*Possession of child pornography
*Espionage (unauthorized possession of top secret information)
*Possession of DVD-cracking software
*Possession of threats to the President
*Possession of everyone's SSN, everyone's credit card numbers, everyone's PIN numbers, everyone's unlisted phone numbers, and everyone's passwords
And because it contains all number combinations (supposedly) it means it would hold all the information from the past, the present, and the future.
Try and wrap your head around that for a second, then move on to the Infinite Universes theory.
"When such irregular oscillations of the human psyche occur, there is a tendency of the mind to put into place a kind of psychic filter: It assesses. It catalogs the contents of the room around it, and cements its bearings. It throws its roots into the opaque world, shedding the translucence of dreaming. And if there are things unaccounted for -- terrible, indistinct objects stubbornly cloaked in the miasma of shadow on the distant borders of perception -- well, those things can be discarded. We awaken into the darkness clinging to the ferocious certainty that a room is exactly how we left it, that we are still within our own homes, that there are no shapes moving in the black. Even if, and sometimes especially if, we are rather certain that we did not leave the laundry just in that spot, that the lamp was of a slightly different shape when we fell into sleep, or that we saw, briefly, a peculiar flicker of movement from that corner, there, just out of reach of the moonlight. Or in some cases, we may be quite sure that the room we left behind to enter our slumber did not contain that character from the popular '90s television show Saved by the Bell dangling from our ceiling, his black eyes glinting sharply in the darkness."
~ Robert Brockway
http://www.fre
You follow the link, I get points and stuff.
I'm spamming everywhere, and this really has no purpose, but if you clicked I'll show my appreciation.
Let's play a game.
Shuffle your playlist, skip to the 7th song.
Write the first few lyrics, then the last name of the artist/one of the words in the band's name, then write the track length.
And TA-DA! You've written your own bible verse!
I'll start;
"I will show you things; Wonderful, terrible things."-Modul
Wanna turn everything upside down? Preparing for the worst? Want to learn to how to disable an M1 Abrams tank's drive train, catch your own food, concoct poisons, or essentially become an anarchist bastard? If you have winrar or utorrent (preferably btoh) then enjoy this little compilation of anti-establish
http://www.kat
http://www.tor
http://thepira
http://www.goo
At the very least the books are fascinating to read.
Okay, this may sound odd, or weird, or even downright terrifying, but I swear I just heard the sounds of a million screaming souls trapped in the Saturn. Think I'm insane? Listen to this, enjoy a few seconds of the unnerving sounds, then fast forward to 1:15 and continue to listen until the end;
http://www.you
I swear, after a while (1:42~) it sounds like screaming and wind.
Enjoy your lucid nightmares.
My latest comment in the Christfag verus Atheistfag threads on the /b/ message board.
"While I did believe in Santa Claus, it was when I was a child. I stopped believing in him when I was in 5th grade, and I only believed simply because I was naïve enough to believe anything my parents told me.
But once I grew older and learned how to think for myself, without relying on any "external" influences (in this case, religion and the notion of gods), I realized how simply idiotic this "Santa Claus" was. If he was so jolly and kind in spirit, why did he punish the innocent with coal? Children are exposed to whatever their surroundings are composed of, which, for the most part, is beyond their control. Why should they be punished if they lashed out because their parents constantly fight? Why should they be told their "naughty" for not listening to their father who may be molesting them? It simply didn't make sense to me.
God is the same. If He is so kind, loving and just, why does He say that He will punish those who worship false idols? Why does He allow us, his children, to kill one another, live in poverty, and die of starvation? A loving God wouldn't sit back and watch while his children tore each other apart limb from limb. Him sitting back makes it seem as though we are nothing more than entertainment to Him, assuming that, for this argument, He does exist.
And if we are nothing but entertainment to him, does that not make him unjust? Unkind? Does that oppose everything God is suppose to be?
God is a huge contradiction given what is written in religious texts. Henceforce, Him being a contradiction should mean that he is impossible and therefore does and cannot exist."
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<---- Jesus' promises
<---- What we got
<----How We Reacted
Followed by
Which lead to
And finally
And now the church is like
I've been thinking for some time yet about something rather odd and out of the ordinary. Bio luminescence. If you don't know what it means, grab a dictionary. Anyway, I've been considering this for a while, and I find the concept fascinating. Glow worms, fireflies, hatchet fish, any number of creatures that use bio luminescence to hunt and lure prey or attract mates. Well, it crossed my mind, why hasn't humanity gotten into this yet? With our profound interest in body modifications (Read: Piercings, sub-dermal implants, amputations, gauging, tattoos, scarring, burning, etc) as a whole, why has no one sought to add bio luminescence to the list? Could you imagine such a thing? Part of one's body glowing due to a chemical stimulation? Bright sweat? Glowing blood or saliva? Eyes that literally shine? Could you imagine how much fun raves would be? How much more enticing bedroom play could be? How easy it would be to find the person if they get lost in the dark? And the colors you could use! Of course, the natural standard of green-yellow would apply, but with the right mixture I'm sure you could accommodate for reds, blues, pure greens, pure yellows, pink, chartreuse, and myriad other colors. And if that is possible, who is to say that one color would be the limit? Maybe you had multiple colors for various parts. Perhaps you underwent a procedure that made some of your tattoos semi-transluce
When life gives you mascara, make masquerade!
"Thank you...Thank you for making my shame more festive."