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(Submitted last Thursday with confirmation, don't see any public listing of any of the stories yet, so here it is again)
This is Little Boy Blue Speaking
Max Kennedy
I wasn’t going to do this. Then I decided I would.
Little Boy Blue is an undefined cultural icon and a fictional character discussed in the hacker community using pop culture references like the song Boy Blue, the beginning of the movie Hackers, and even a regretfully chosen nursery rhyme.
He is also a real hacker, and so is this story; I am him, and this has been part of my life. You read and watch what you want.
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On engaging, or not – I don’t post or engage much anymore, and there is no reason I should. Until something is done about retaliation in real life, there is no reason to, because that is the real problem. I have given up thinking of the number of people who have told me I have a permanent, non expiring hit contract on me, or have helped, it’s a lot. And from all across the country and for a long time. And I can’t count the number of times someone has pulled a weapon on me or tried to set something up, because I always think of another example to add when I do. It’s gone on most of my life. I am not skilled at dealing with such things, or particularly trained for it. I learned the hard way through experience what was happening.
And here are some of the reasons for me coming out now. They would include,
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Not being able to approach anyone to tell them what is going on. Being retaliated against sometimes when I do,
With cops, da’s, and others you might approach being “connected”, and reporting back to the mob. And knowing that this is what has to be taken care of if anything is taken care of, that you have to be able to report these things without fear of retaliation. And it affects the whole society when allowed to grow and fester. It’s an existential threat to the country, and has to be dealt with. Else the enshitiffication of the whole country, let alone the networks in it, continues unstopped and anything good in it dies, along with the good people.
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On my last trip to DEF CON in 2017, being warned of laser sights from guns and hit men along the way. And at the destination, the same, and hearing people talk about it in front of you. Nothing new, it’s been happening for a long time.
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Having the VP of a fortune 20 company talk about it like there is nothing he can do. “I park in the garage”. Being asked about men racing across roofs with guns years later.
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Tired of having really moist burial sites talked about right in front of me, everything disintegrates fast, and where there is lots of dirt, and of dumping grounds they clean up every morning. Having the head of security at a Bell company in a, unconnected with hacking, shared interest group tell me he can’t do anything about it because they’re protected.
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Knowing there is a lot of people thinking they can’t talk to anyone safely. And it is just like people online not talking, because online is part of life, and you get retaliated against.
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Having a hitman pull a gun on me at a charity event next to someone I love. Having to tell her I care, but there isn’t anything I (I thought then) I can do.
Watching the daughters of someone I knew grew up bad and get involved. I thought about it 5, 6 years. I reported them. It was the right thing to do.
Remembering the kids around me at an early age being affected and recruited... at eight, nine.
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Hearing stories of other hackers being affected, decades ago in the 90s, and then hearing about it at a DEF CON convention.
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Seeing it happen to a famous person and friend who had a high priced contract placed on him. Seeing him either go into hiding or I fear he is dead.
----
Being ground into the ground, taking menial jobs, sometimes getting ahead, rising up, getting metaphorically whacked again and never getting enough money or power to even half way deal with this. And wanting to. Wanting the whole time. And knowing it’s enshitification of the whole society again.
----
Seeing myself get older and realize I still haven’t figured out a way to deal with this. Realizing I’ve always been tougher, or at least stood up to things...
And so here I am.
Knowing no one else talked about it, so I had to learn the hard and slow way all my life. So I am talking about it. Right now. Right here.
And although this in earnest probably started when I refused to join in in tapping bell computers and packet switches for the mob before I left high school, in truth it probably started long before that and in a different place, because this stuff has seeped into the societal structure like an oozing fungating cancer.
I can not see for the world that the society can survive at all as a prosperous and free country for that much longer. And it is a growing problem. When this started with me, I saw the mob using phones, dedicated lines and fax machines to discuss things. You had to look up someone. Now I see automation. Text messages, card swipers, id machines, cell phones, apps. And ever more people involved in it. Towns where everyone is family in a criminal way, and now the cities near them are also going or are gone.
We all know drugs and money flows across borders. But so does murder and the jobs for it, and the corruption that takes away our government and freedom. An international, no borders, pervasive, malevolent threat. Foreigners are going and coming in the country picking up hit contracts, try traveling the youth hostel circuit in this country with one on you, and likewise contracts are flowing in and out of the country. It’s an outside threat and international threat. And when they are made here they go back to their host countries. An international problem. And by the way, none of them were Hispanic in my case, at least so far. Maybe it was the time period, but it was the mob.
Technology is only making it worse, and it is becoming unlivable. The best and brightest will get whacked for greed and envy and a petty sense of personal power as achievement because it is easy and not being checked. And the news carries stories of whistle blowers winding up dead, even corporate whistle blowers for a jet maker, or of scientists and researchers, and the whole country is again being shitified by thugs. And it isn’t just for whistle blowing, it will be because you didn’t give up a job, or a gf, or something else they wanted, or maybe you didn’t bow down to them in the land of the free. Let me elaborate for you what free people would do. No, I probably don’t have to.
An only online community can’t deal with it, because while no force can be used online, hackers don’t live online, they have real bodies and physical needs. You need jails, police, guns, or at least a lynch mob if you are living in a societal breakdown. But you aren’t, you have jails, police, guns, it’s just been infiltrated and corrupted. And even they can’t operate if no one “petitions the government” for relief.
Just report it. Keep on reporting it. Don’t stop reporting it until it happens. Information is king. If you want your institutions free and trustworthy again, give it and the people the information they need.
After a lifetime of observation, that can be a lot. And remember, permanent non-expiring contracts you can’t rescind means all the crimes are connected, you only have to pick up one, and everyone who is connected and “family” with them is just as guilty, throughout the country, and as it includes many foreigners, throughout the world. They look up these contracts through the telephones and networks, they’re all directly connected by being directly connected. And in my observation, that is how it works. Everyone involved in this mob across the country is aware of these contracts or can easily find out. That is not a very strong system if even one person can connect the whole thing to murder and attempted murder, and it isn’t just one person, it’s many people through years, all of them disgusted by this villainy. To the phones and bring it down!
This is Little Boy Blue Speaking
Max Kennedy
I wasn’t going to do this. Then I decided I would.
Little Boy Blue is an undefined cultural icon and a fictional character discussed in the hacker community using pop culture references like the song Boy Blue, the beginning of the movie Hackers, and even a regretfully chosen nursery rhyme.
He is also a real hacker, and so is this story; I am him, and this has been part of my life. You read and watch what you want.
----
On engaging, or not – I don’t post or engage much anymore, and there is no reason I should. Until something is done about retaliation in real life, there is no reason to, because that is the real problem. I have given up thinking of the number of people who have told me I have a permanent, non expiring hit contract on me, or have helped, it’s a lot. And from all across the country and for a long time. And I can’t count the number of times someone has pulled a weapon on me or tried to set something up, because I always think of another example to add when I do. It’s gone on most of my life. I am not skilled at dealing with such things, or particularly trained for it. I learned the hard way through experience what was happening.
And here are some of the reasons for me coming out now. They would include,
----
Not being able to approach anyone to tell them what is going on. Being retaliated against sometimes when I do,
With cops, da’s, and others you might approach being “connected”, and reporting back to the mob. And knowing that this is what has to be taken care of if anything is taken care of, that you have to be able to report these things without fear of retaliation. And it affects the whole society when allowed to grow and fester. It’s an existential threat to the country, and has to be dealt with. Else the enshitiffication of the whole country, let alone the networks in it, continues unstopped and anything good in it dies, along with the good people.
----
On my last trip to DEF CON in 2017, being warned of laser sights from guns and hit men along the way. And at the destination, the same, and hearing people talk about it in front of you. Nothing new, it’s been happening for a long time.
----
Having the VP of a fortune 20 company talk about it like there is nothing he can do. “I park in the garage”. Being asked about men racing across roofs with guns years later.
----
Tired of having really moist burial sites talked about right in front of me, everything disintegrates fast, and where there is lots of dirt, and of dumping grounds they clean up every morning. Having the head of security at a Bell company in a, unconnected with hacking, shared interest group tell me he can’t do anything about it because they’re protected.
----
Knowing there is a lot of people thinking they can’t talk to anyone safely. And it is just like people online not talking, because online is part of life, and you get retaliated against.
----
Having a hitman pull a gun on me at a charity event next to someone I love. Having to tell her I care, but there isn’t anything I (I thought then) I can do.
Watching the daughters of someone I knew grew up bad and get involved. I thought about it 5, 6 years. I reported them. It was the right thing to do.
Remembering the kids around me at an early age being affected and recruited... at eight, nine.
---
Hearing stories of other hackers being affected, decades ago in the 90s, and then hearing about it at a DEF CON convention.
----
Seeing it happen to a famous person and friend who had a high priced contract placed on him. Seeing him either go into hiding or I fear he is dead.
----
Being ground into the ground, taking menial jobs, sometimes getting ahead, rising up, getting metaphorically whacked again and never getting enough money or power to even half way deal with this. And wanting to. Wanting the whole time. And knowing it’s enshitification of the whole society again.
----
Seeing myself get older and realize I still haven’t figured out a way to deal with this. Realizing I’ve always been tougher, or at least stood up to things...
And so here I am.
Knowing no one else talked about it, so I had to learn the hard and slow way all my life. So I am talking about it. Right now. Right here.
And although this in earnest probably started when I refused to join in in tapping bell computers and packet switches for the mob before I left high school, in truth it probably started long before that and in a different place, because this stuff has seeped into the societal structure like an oozing fungating cancer.
I can not see for the world that the society can survive at all as a prosperous and free country for that much longer. And it is a growing problem. When this started with me, I saw the mob using phones, dedicated lines and fax machines to discuss things. You had to look up someone. Now I see automation. Text messages, card swipers, id machines, cell phones, apps. And ever more people involved in it. Towns where everyone is family in a criminal way, and now the cities near them are also going or are gone.
We all know drugs and money flows across borders. But so does murder and the jobs for it, and the corruption that takes away our government and freedom. An international, no borders, pervasive, malevolent threat. Foreigners are going and coming in the country picking up hit contracts, try traveling the youth hostel circuit in this country with one on you, and likewise contracts are flowing in and out of the country. It’s an outside threat and international threat. And when they are made here they go back to their host countries. An international problem. And by the way, none of them were Hispanic in my case, at least so far. Maybe it was the time period, but it was the mob.
Technology is only making it worse, and it is becoming unlivable. The best and brightest will get whacked for greed and envy and a petty sense of personal power as achievement because it is easy and not being checked. And the news carries stories of whistle blowers winding up dead, even corporate whistle blowers for a jet maker, or of scientists and researchers, and the whole country is again being shitified by thugs. And it isn’t just for whistle blowing, it will be because you didn’t give up a job, or a gf, or something else they wanted, or maybe you didn’t bow down to them in the land of the free. Let me elaborate for you what free people would do. No, I probably don’t have to.
An only online community can’t deal with it, because while no force can be used online, hackers don’t live online, they have real bodies and physical needs. You need jails, police, guns, or at least a lynch mob if you are living in a societal breakdown. But you aren’t, you have jails, police, guns, it’s just been infiltrated and corrupted. And even they can’t operate if no one “petitions the government” for relief.
Just report it. Keep on reporting it. Don’t stop reporting it until it happens. Information is king. If you want your institutions free and trustworthy again, give it and the people the information they need.
After a lifetime of observation, that can be a lot. And remember, permanent non-expiring contracts you can’t rescind means all the crimes are connected, you only have to pick up one, and everyone who is connected and “family” with them is just as guilty, throughout the country, and as it includes many foreigners, throughout the world. They look up these contracts through the telephones and networks, they’re all directly connected by being directly connected. And in my observation, that is how it works. Everyone involved in this mob across the country is aware of these contracts or can easily find out. That is not a very strong system if even one person can connect the whole thing to murder and attempted murder, and it isn’t just one person, it’s many people through years, all of them disgusted by this villainy. To the phones and bring it down!
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