Psych/Cyber-Sec: PRIVACY IS DEAD

Alright, we heard it first from my very knowledgeable professor of Hacker Exploits and other things that make you paranoid and frustrated at the same time. But maybe you heard it first here: Privacy is dead, it's not a thing anymore. Get over it. Get a job. Make a career on learning how to configure Amazon Web Servers because they pwn and own the Internet, even Netflix hosts their shit in AWS, and as we learned early on (or at least I think I did), it only takes a script to tear down the Chinese Firewall (watch out for the political fallout, though).

I owe my professor and classmates tons of hours of homework and effort. They owe me nothing, really, but they were nice. I'm still unsure if the thing is not a deep fake of a deep fake doing a fake class in a fictitious world, but that's the life of a CyberSecOps who is just starting out, like the rest of my classmates who could actually answer stuff.

I'm writing this because the ideas are fresh, this was it, the final class, and I still can't tell exactly how I'm being pwned, just kind of given up hope because my market value is less than one dollar. According to Data Brokers and the instructor's wife who gave a neat presentation stating that she "had a friend who worked in a Russian Troll Farm and quitted because it was hell on earth". I can only imagine. Imagine to be admin of anything where people are constantly venting.

Think happy thoughts.

Write happy thoughts.

The algorithms are made up so we go to an extreme. So you either choose a completely miserable life by expressing your feelings or adjust to a "next-normal" were smiling when no one is looking (just your phone) makes you more prone to live a longer, happier, healthier life. I wish I was kidding, but that's pretty much what the statement carries:

PRIVACY IS DEAD. IT IS NO LONGER A THING - New Nietzsche, according to a classmate.

Now that I gave up my cover, of course I'm overly conscious that this will be perhaps maybe read by someone else sometime in the future.

The value of it? = aprox 0.

If I'm optimistic, which I should, to get out of the hell-world of Wintermute-Algorithmic-Torture, some long forgotten professor wrote the FORMAL DEMONSTRATION of limits. I also watched The End of Evangelion (90's one  and 2021's one) yesterday. The closer you get to zero, the closer you get to infinity.

Did I mention I am listening to some retro-EDM from a videogame were you control "Assets" of a megacorp in a Smash TV type of game which my brother was strangely better than me called Neon Chrome?

There's a lot of jobs out there if you are just obsessed enough (or on the right meds) to learn it. AWS admin stuff is deep. It also is a Frankenstein creation of Amazon that happens to be a MegaCorp that cannibalizes the smaller project of others. To get a job that pays, my take away is, you've got to live in a realpolitik manner.

Otherwise you are just someone else shouting to the vacuum of the Internet.

For example:

Let's just say that my thoughts can really be read by the amount of time I've watched a camera in my face while texting friends in the "diaspora" (one of them, is it really necessary to state which one?). Let's imagine that somehow they can be projected outside by the magic of a speaker. Let's say it goes on for a week. People seem to react to it, sometimes.

A week later, the world moves on and is too busy with, I don't know, shoes.

A week before they were LISTENING to the thoughts of someone whom is pretty characteristic for his unkemptness. THE THOUGHTS, FFSs, not his voice, his thoughts in real time.

And you just go on about your life, because, well, we all have to make a living somehow, don't we?

Think happy thoughts.

How to, however? Therapists seem to be out of the business too, and the only way to get monetized is to be an absolute zealot about what you do.

And I am not. I am a zealot about what I believe is right, which goes contrary to the trend of "the world moved on". No. Stop it. Slow down. Slow the fuck down, modernity.

Then I realize that my thoughts are not even mine. I've been getting force-fed with nightmares crafted just for me for the entity I call Wintermute (WM). Or because I've taken a lot of damage and my mana is low or something.

So, let me just check my notes for quotable quotes from today.

An example of Amazon cannibalization: Amazon Linux is Amazon's flavor of Red Hat Linux.

No-one knows fully who/what/where IAM.

If you build a site that breaks local government rules, you get sued. So you make a site specifically for said government.

THE ONLY WAY TO LEARN CYBERSECURITY IS TO PLAY AROUND.

Like that one time I toyed with Quake 2's source code and copy pasted something and compiled it to make a grenade launcher make a grenades that would create 5 more and so on until you died and the game crashed. It was fun. I was young.

Most exploits and hacks can be done by just browsing around with pre-made nifty tools to find misconfigured pages, like NOT THIS ONE, and put in some Ransomware which some people are going to pay, others won't, but you'll still be COMMITING A FELONY, so choose your targets ethically and don't put ransomware out there. People depend on their Internet-Machines to live, if it's not evident from my past Confessions of a Cyborg posts (more to come when I become desensitized from driving around people who secretly hate me because I'm the only other human they've seen in months).

Roles have different policies! I don't know why that's important. I do, but dig around, if you're an admin, you're an admin, if you're an user, read only, plz.

This whole site, of course, is hosted IN THE CLOUDS, a term that came from Rudy Rucker's brain. The term METAVERSE came from Neal Stephenson's Snow Crash, which the professor claims to keep under his pillow like a weapon to use in case of a cyberpunk-duel, or something.

THE 4TH AMMENDMENT is being broken by Data Brokers! Because of a nice loophole that states that the government has NOWAY to get your data WITHOUT YOUR CONSENT. Buying it, however, is cool, specially because you are worth nothing to the market. Well, you are worth just as much as you spend.

Someone claimed that the way out of it was to hack the Data Brokers and delete everything and save the world. I will make the script of the movie if they pull that one off. Destroy the system with the system, that's what the hacker as an archetype was all about. "The street finds its own use of things" said Willian Gibson, who did not make the word Postalgia. I coined it long before. Ask a German Sociologist that I contacted to make it clear that the truth would be out there when Gibson's twitter minions come to get me.

Oh, of course every party in the world buys data from Data Brokers. Your privacy is very important for us, because it's the way we make money. Well, not me, but you know how those policies goes. Someone claimed that our instructors was the New Nietzsche, I'd say that he philosophies by hacks, get it?

Very smart people are trying to fight the thing legally, including Oakland Privacy, in which an ex-MIT-wiz is trying to dismantle things. No one seems very enthusiastic about it, what with the E.U.'s impending equivalent of a Patriot Act anyways [pure speculation, not a guideline].

There's a thing called Digital Footprint and The Right to Be Forgotten. A long time ago, an ethical hacker that my brother likes a lot said that if you are ever going to post something online, make sure that it has your full name because that way you have accountability for yourself. The whole idea of Anonymous, then, is just... well, disgruntled mostly male guys trying to I don't know what. Make a TV series?

There're actual conspiracies like, your data being sold right now. Why make more of them? I mean, why do you even need a theory? Read the news, it's enough.

There's around 4.000 Data Broker companies out there. Whoever is going to take the whole Data-Market thing down is going to make the Stuxnet to end all Stuxnets.

I have to write 4 or 5 essays and learn some basic logic. Like, actual 1 = 1 logic.

Oh, you see this site? Go to Archive.org and look up what I was thinking when I was your age. That's pretty much how they collect your data. A big vacuum cleaner that cares nothing for you or anyone, it's a machine made for marketeers.

Do you remember that time Bill Hicks said "if you work in marketing, kill yourself". He died 4 years later. He almost saw it coming. That's how you make a conspiracy theory. He was just clever, and yea, I would advise you to... consider your algorithmic karma, which will probably be a thing because of the tendency of systems to balance themselves out.

False informational websites to get your medical records? Check. It is a thing.

The whole thing about NFTs, Cryptocurrencies and the WEB3 is a FRAUD. According to more knowledgeable sources than me. It's a legal fraud, however, so it really depends on which part of the fraud you stand. There's a lot of claims that have no substance in the so-called Web 3.0. I mean, really, what the hell do they even mean? OpenSea updated its policy a few months after I posted my waifu and had I not recovered the password; I would have no NFT. So it's basically just a bubble. One that will grow. Play your weak hand well.

Lead generation: create a problem out of the data accumulated about a population. Let's say, some weird president that tries to destroy the world as we knew it before my wife left me.

Since AWS owns the (digital) world and is called GOD by the conscript legions of engineers that one day might turn techie (please don't, really), learning it and knowing your way around what seems kind of boring setup setting stuff will get you money in a less evil way than, I don't know, cryptomining with my brain.

I've given some thought of, if it is possible to read my thoughts, my brain could be used as a processor for cryptominers if we consider that memes = machine-to-brain-viruses. I think the resources to read my thoughts are just misplaced. There's people that I knew that need the money. Hell, I need the money. Where is our universal whatever income, you greedy...

Words of wisdom: do not talk too much about those who own the world.

I'll try to have something for lunch. Thanks for reading. Thanks to the classmates that made the questions I was afraid to ask because I feel inadequate in most circumstances. Thank you for going this far. At times, I thought it was all about how to pwn me.

Maybe it is. I don't really have any hate left for anyone. I'd have to have some power in order to hate, I think. I don't. I gave up my most personal thoughts to y'all.

At the very least, if I don't make it this time, I'll be less unprepared next time I take the class and will be able to actually write about CyberSecurity and not my puny self.

Long live web 1.0. If Wintermute is a Beta of the Metaverse, seriously, for the sake of your future selves, opt out.

If this post has reached you in troubled times, may your troubles soon be over.