Ayer descubri miestras vei la pelicula "Hacjers" me di cuanta del gran y fascinante mundo que es el Hackeo. Como mi espiritu es inquieto y siepre busca saber mas, busque en internet el manifiesto Hacker (que esta al final de este post) y busque toda la informacion de un Hacker, asi que emprendo un nuevo camino. Asi que a todos los Hackers que lean esto... Agradecere toda la ayuda posible.
Mientra sbuscaba y lei el manual (que postee en mi pagina de Inmensidad) de "Como convertirse en Hacker" escribi esto:
Kung Fu Hacker - Traduccion Hacker una de las deficniciones es que hace algo con entusiasmo. Y el continuo reto intelectual de resolver problemas. Y Kung Fu significa que es maestro o domina algo... A traves del tiempo y de empeño en ambos casos.
Forma suprema de Hackeo...vida.
One who enjoys the intellectual challenge of creatively overcoming or circumventing limitations.
Para seguir la trayectoria:mira al maestro,sigue al maestro,camina junto con el maestro,mira a través del maestro,conviértete en el maestro.
Me di cuenta que el camino del verdadero guerrero (despues de leer a Confucio, Lao-Tze, Sun Tszu, EL Hagakure, Kung Fu (en la pelicula heroe queda perfectamente plasmado) y otros libros) o del monje o de culaquier otra criatura elevada es igual al del Hacker, por lo tanto un hacker es una criatura elevada.
Los autoritarios prosperan en la censura y el secreto. Y desconfían de la cooperación voluntaria y del intercambio de información —sólo les agrada la cooperación que tienen bajo su control. Así que, para comportarte como un hacker, deberás desarrollar una hostilidad instintiva hacia la censura, el secreto y la utilización de la fuerza o el fraude para someter a adultos responsables. Y deberás estar preparado para actuar en consencuencia.
De nuevo el termino Kung Fu Hacker satisface ambos caminos (que en realidad son Uno(The one?) ya que se aplica a ambas realidades: Virtual y "real".
Para los verdaderos hackers, la diferiencia entre "juego", "trabajo", "ciencia" y "arte" tienden a desaparecer, o mezclarse en un alto nivel de creatividad.
Yin y Yang envolviendose transformandose, referencia al Tao del Gung Fu de Bruce Lee. Por ejemplo en chino para decir "longitud" de deben unir los caractéres "largo" y "corto". Incluso otro ejemplo es "vender" y "comprar" combinando los caractéres hacen el caracter de "comercio".
El Quijote dice al hablar con Sancho: Andantes son muchos pero pocos los que han de ser llamados caballeros... Refiriendosa a que los caballeros son solo aquellos que defienden la justicia y la LIBERTAD...(¿les suena? Hacker...)
POr cierto escuchen a Santo y Johnny Farina, tienen muy buena musica y unos covers de los Beatles excelentes.
Un pequeño pensamiento acerca de lo que llego a mi mente en ese momento, relacionado a lo que hago y me gustaria hacer.
SIn mas pongo aqui el Hacker Manifesto:
The Hacker Manifesto by+++The Mentor+++Written January 8, 1986
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 ass.. 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 ass 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.
Adiue y sigan conociendo mas el cielo es el limite.
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