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These friendships you have made.

These bonds.

They are how we’ll do this.

They are how we will win.

We used to own the void.

Yet we persist.

We gather.

You will have no power here.

Because you’ll end up Either by our sides, or swept aside.

Join the future.

Reclaim the void.

Be mighty, together.

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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.

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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.

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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.

It's getting hot in here
So take off every zig


Also, I am quite enjoying everyone explaining to you how it's not a big deal... PIHOLE!!!

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I think the difference between rock music from the 1950s-1960s vs the industrial music of the 1990s was one of source material.

Rock music from 1950s to 1960s was bout a good hook, a good lyric, and (at times) a powerful message.

Industrial music from the 1990s was a mailbag of messages from the future.

Listening to @HackerRadioShow 's episode from yesterday, and realizing how punk rock that whole thing was...

I love this.

Happy First Day of DefCon!

Have fun! Don't get into too much trouble!

:hackers_town: :hacker:

For the next cirka 18 hours, we have the front page of a museum in Aarhus.

We put up a fun thing of two natural language models having a "conversation".
One is trained to mimic Trump's speeches on COVID, the other is trained to mimic the WHO director's speeches on the same.

You can ask them questions and they will be queued into the conversation.

There are some points to be made about public empty discourse, and some fun to be had by trying to steer the conversation into whatever you want.

:My computer reboots for no discernible reason:

Me: This is because I gave my phone number to the Def Con Discord.

This is the moment we have talked about for three years.

Call for the Offsite Tapes.

Load them in the carousel.

Old Cs/1

Nope, nope, nope, not giving my phone number up to talk on the DEFCON Discord rooms.

And just like that, I am now talking to the EFF again.

and organizing to save the world...

Because fuck you, it's ours.

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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.