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+Code of Conduct
+===============
+
+> ==Phrack Inc.==
+> Volume One, Issue 7, Phile 3 of 10
+>
+> =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
+>
+> The following was written shortly after my arrest...
+>
+> \/\The Conscience of a Hacker/\/
+>
+> by
+>
+> +++The Mentor+++
+>
+> Written on 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 will-
+> ing 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.
+
+Keep to your sanity, question the world, even this manifest.
+
+Don't follow morals, nothing is right or wrong.
+
+Have fun.
+
+Yours project maintainer on 2016-01-27.
+