Just Because It's on the Internet Doesn't Mean It's Not Illegal
As we all know, the internet wouldn't be possible without black magic and wishes, two of its core components. We know this because I painstakingly edited the first paragraphs of each Wikipedia entry for both Black Magic and Wish to say precisely this—only to have it ruined 20 minutes later by the Wikipedia patrol who advised me not to "experiment" on real entries. Note how much more accurate—and hilarious—my versions were.
Which brings us to the point of this article: people do things on the internet that they normally wouldn't do in reality—sometimes these things constitute illegal behavior. Maybe it's anonymity; maybe it's simply not giving a fuck. I like to imagine it's just because we can.
Medical Malpractice
In 2005, some doctors thought it would be nice to give people access to medical information—presumably because these are the only doctors who've never had that one patient who put something up his ass in a "freak accident." This great idea led to a golden era in medicine in which anyone who can navigate to WebMD can diagnose ADHD while watching an episode of Guiding Light, completely eliminating the need for medical school.
The major drawback is that this is not fucking true in any way, whatsoever. Yes, medical malpractice technically requires a licensed practitioner—but I believe there's a chance this is the link between every child in America being on Ritalin and soccer moms who prefer another round of the sauce to properly parenting little Timothy. Given this, we have to ask: did WebMD find proof that giving someone knowledge of a subject they don't fully understand—and leaving it up to them to do with it as they wish—has been successful in the past?
Public Indecency
Exposing body parts in public places is never OK unless you are extremely hot. Unfortunately, each past-her-expiration-date "it" girl in Hollywood thinks we want to see her crotch—suspiciously around the time that everyone has lost interest in seeing her crotch. Britney Spears, Lindsay Lohan...when you exit a limo in front of a club, your dried-out vag is showing—often. Please, stop. It is both gross and illegal. And while we're on the subject, doing even worse things in private and then "leaking" it onto the web—like say, Paris Hilton's sex video—makes you a whore. Contrary to popular belief, whoring is illegal, not "hot."
Stalking
Being my Facebook friend, subscribing to my Twitter feed, and obsessively checking my Flickr album for new photos doesn't mean we are actually friends—especially if we've only met once at a party. Granted, plastering every aspect of my life on the internet is a clear flirtation with megalomania—but you'd be flirting with a trip to the state prison if I caught you with your hand down your pants (the male-preferred method of web surfing) while rifling through my contacts, personal information, personal schedule, and photos. Again, this is especially true if we've only met once at a party.
If you say hi to me on the street and I don't know who you are, but you know where I went out to get my favorite drink last night and have seen the pictures, you're creepy as shit. Also, I need a life.
Piracy
No, not the cool Johnny Depp-inspired type of high seas shenanigans or even the less glamorous death-inducing Somali version—this is more like the sitting-at-home-robbing-the-entertainment-industry-blind type. Which, by the way, I neither condone nor condemn. Either way, if you wouldn't secretly slip a Widespread Panic CD into your coat pocket—and if you would, you probably have their other 12 CDs that sound exactly the same already, so what's the point—it certainly doesn't make more sense to steal it online when you could be illegally downloading music that doesn't make baby Jesus' ears bleed instead.
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(Post new comment)I totally disagree with the last sentence, that my ears bleed when hearing mp3; If you don't know, sit just down and lesson. Since Berkeley, internet novum was being launched for studying, learning, known the world better, and it is not bad practice to download mp3's if they are placed on the internet, when the rule of "being free" still obeys us all since the beginning.
Either way, we know it's impossible to force TV to cut their "precious" advertising and business adverts around the world.
We won't fight with those lam3 or those who for big business resellers like Antivirus Bla Bla Bla, create unendless trojans, backdoors, haxors for boost their ego.
Like it or not, we just sit down, yes that's true (almost) or run, hit or duck, just to learn. So if you truly work on a title like this one ensure, you write the facts or just sit down again.
One thing, if you really think getting into someone's account is a law protected and prohibited, tell it those n00b's (AV companies puppies) who create those $hiT and make all people believe it's our fault, not theirs, those from Norton etc.
So, at the end of your days, imagine, what did you do, to survive, what's not being called "theft".
If you think that about hackers, you should think the same about yourself too, since you stole my time by reading this unendless aerie.
Have a nice, lonely day.
Props to the awesome Anonymous guy. But he's right sit just down and lesson.
I hope everyone is subscribing to his blog www.how-to-mix-words-together-into-a-incoherent-shit-storm.blogspot.com.
I've reread anonymous' post 9 times. It's like trying to break a fucking code.
(Scene)
right now I am in a dank smoke filled basement with exposed brick walls. The singular light source in the center of this room emanates from a 60 Watt light bulb dangling from the exposed ceiling fixtures.
I am scribbling madly on a chalk board," We won't fight for those lam3". My colleague Robert Cohen, the finest code breaker I have ever worked with, in a white collared shirt with the sleeves rolled up, sweat condensed on his forehead is leaning over a cluttered desk. The smoke from his cigarette rolls over his eyes as he leans over his computer screen.
He draws in a deep drag and exhales, "Jesus, Bill, I think I got it."
I turn to the glowing computer screen, "What's the code mean?", I ask.
Cohen looks at me, "The code simply states: I am kitten shit."
A sign in relief, "Cohen, you magnificent bastard. So what Anonymous is saying is that he is kitten shit. Get NORAD on the line, tell them how to take these suckers down."
(scene)
Hysterical article by the way, Jermaine.
I really enjoyed this article. Nice Work
The first post is masterful. I think this person is going to spend the rest of their life chasing the high that they had going when they were writing that post. It was so prolific and insane that I laughed for a good minute at the post. I love the article also.
This was funny! "Death-inducing" lol!
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