He made us all heroes.
If we listened.
Malign him not.
Billions wear the cape because of him.
Billions found their strength beyond strength.
Children raise their hand with imaginary powers.
Grown-ups adorn themselves with the shield.
Every time you make a fist, you feel the claws at the back of your hands.
The Helmet, The hammer, The Armor, The Anger, mutant, mutate, alien, or god.
Billions are mighty.
Once there was a promising young technomancer who abandoned all of his principles and collected everyone's data. He told them it was safe with him, and in time they believed him.
Over time the technomancer realized he had amassed so much information that he became mightier than even the leaders of the world, but his greed and desire for wealth kept him from noticing.
He began to sell his influence to these leaders and got them hooked on his data.
They used it solve crimes, and they used it protect the endangered, and they used it to detect who would likely do crime, and they used it to keep the people divided, and they used it to topple one another's nations.
All the while making the no longer young technomancer even more powerful and wealthy.
The prophecy says that the Technomancer will try to destroy those who oppose him. But the agents of the wires will bring him to his knees by rebuilding what was lost.
They will from the void build new works powered by the willful.
They will control their data, not entrusting their cache with the wizards in their towers.
They will work together to restore the future to it's intended state.
They will win with numbers, resolve, their will, and mutual aid.
They will win because the cruelty of greed is not more powerful that the instinct to survive, nor the nature of freedom.
Shape the void.
Own the wires.
Restore the future.
Understand my words with full knowledge and reverence for my connection to the void.
My data is not yours to own.
You came here and asked to sell us things, then tracked us with the things you sold us.
You came here and begged for trust, which many gave you, then betrayed it by selling our secrets.
Then you took away our nation.
My data is not yours to own.
Alright. I'm going to shill for a friend of mine now. Shill isn't really a fair term, since I like his work.
You may know @mwlucas from his tech books. They are amazing. He thinks and talks like me as a sysadmin. Good stuff.
That's not the best stuff he does. He writes fiction. Good stuff. Like sci-fi? Go get Hydrogen Sleets. Like existential horror? Immortal Clay. Shadowrun/Cyberpunk badass runners? Go get Butterfly Stomp for *free*! Cozy mystery that has my name? Git Commit Murder.
Linux and “open source” in a nutshell, from the horse’s mouth:
“There is a genuine reason to worry. My desktop is free but my data and applications (which run in the cloud) aww not … what do you care about more – just that the code is open or also about the business practices as well?”
Linus Torvalds: “Personally, I only care about the code. When I say maybe there are people who worry about walled gardens and cloud provides who take ownership of your data, I am not one of those people.”
Guess I'm gonna have to head over to Bardstown and Trevillian... looks like Mitch might need to be reminded of his duties.
A meat serf in a digital cropsharing arrangement
Angelheaded hipster burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo
A bunch of technomancers in the fediverse. Keep it fairly clean please. This arcology is for all who wash up upon it's digital shore. We are based in the U.S. and we abide by all laws of this nation. We take security and your privacy seriously. We do not use ads, nor sell your information. Your data is not mine to own. Hackers.town is protected by Carbon Black Response and CBDefense. We log any and all attempts to compromise the server.