AboutHi I go by Mercy.
Currently in college going for my BS in Computer Science. W00T! I am a true believer in just because you're a nerd doesn't mean you can't be hot! A good night for me is watching Black Cat, Full Metal Alchemist, Inuyasha, Naruto, Black Butler, or Death Note, eating some chinese food and lounging around in my underwear lol By day though I'm a computer nerd!
This Is Me:
I am very picky about my books, music, and movies.
Top 5 Movies-
Lilo and Stitch
Top 5 Books-
Lolita- Vladimir Nabokov
Alice's Adventures in Wonderland- Lewis Carroll
Memoirs of a Geisha- Arthur Golden
Sherlock Holmes- Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
A Little Princess- Frances Hodgson
Top 5 Songs-
American Pie- Don McLean
She Wolf- Shakira
Life Is Beautiful- Sixx AM
Express Yourself- Madonna
Teach me to sin--
In love's forbidden ways,
For you can make all passion pure;
The magic lure of your sweet eyes
Each shape of sin makes virtue praise.
Teach me to sin--
Enslave me to your wanton charms,
Crush me in your velvet arms
And make me, make me love you.
Make me fire your blood with new desire,
And make me kiss you--lip and limb,
Till sense reel and pusles swim.
Aye! even if you hate me,
Teach me to sin.
First They Put away the Dealers, Keep Our Kids Safe and Off The Streets.Then They Put Aways the Prostitutes, Keep Married Men Cloistered At Home. Then They Shooed Away The Bums, The Beat and Bashed The Queers. They Turned Away Asylum Seekers, Fed Us Suspicions and Fears. We Didn't Raise Our Voice. We Didn't Cause A Fuss. It's Funny There Was No One To Notice. . . . When They Came For Us.
Another one got caught today, it's all over the papers. "Teenager Arrested in Computer Crime Scandal", "Hacker Arrested after Bank Tampering"...
Damn kids. They're all alike.
But did you, in your three-piece psychology and 1950's technobrain, ever take a look behind the eyes of the hacker? Did you ever wonder what made him tick, what forces shaped him, what may have molded him?
I am a hacker, enter my world...
Mine is a world that begins with school... I'm smarter than most of the other kids, this crap they teach us bores me...
Damn underachiever. They're all alike.
I'm in junior high or high school. I've listened to teachers explain for the fifteenth time how to reduce a fraction. I understand it. "No, Ms. Smith, I didn't show my work. I did it in my head..."
Damn kid. Probably copied it. They're all alike.
I made a discovery today. I found a computer. Wait a second, this is cool. It does what I want it to. If it makes a mistake, it's because I screwed it up. Not because it doesn't like me... Or feels threatened by me.. Or thinks I'm a smart a**.. Or doesn't like teaching and shouldn't be here...
Damn kid. All he does is play games. They're all alike.
And then it happened... a door opened to a world... rushing through the phone line like heroin through an addict's veins, an electronic pulse is sent out, a refuge from the day-to-day incompetencies is sought... a board is found. "This is it... this is where I belong..." I know everyone here... even if I've never met them, never talked to them, may never hear from them again... I know you all...
Damn kid. Tying up the phone line again. They're all alike...
You bet your a** we're all alike... we've been spoon-fed baby food at school when we hungered for steak... the bits of meat that you did let slip through were pre-chewed and tasteless. We've been dominated by sadists, or ignored by the apathetic. The few that had something to teach found us willing pupils, but those few are like drops of water in the desert.
This is our world now... the world of the electron and the switch, the beauty of the baud. We make use of a service already existing without paying for what could be dirt-cheap if it wasn't run by profiteering gluttons, and you call us criminals. We explore... and you call us criminals. We seek after knowledge... and you call us criminals. We exist without skin color, without nationality, without religious bias... and you call us criminals. You build atomic bombs, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and lie to us and try to make us believe it's for our own good, yet we're the criminals.
Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for.
I am a hacker, and this is my manifesto. You may stop this individual, but you can't stop us all... after all, we're all alike
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