Another one got caught today, it's all over the school.
"The dorky kid got caught jerking off in the girls toilets"...
Damn nerds. They're all alike.
But did you, in your three-piece lurex body suit and 1960's Woodstock fried acid brain,
ever take a look behind the eyes of the hacker?
Did you ever wonder what made him sick, 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, that's why they pick on me...
Damn geeks. They're all alike.
I'm in junior high or high school. I've listened to teachers explain for the fifteenth time how important personal hygiene is .
I understand it. "No, Ms. Smith, I didn't bathe this week. I don't like water..."
Damn kid. Allergic to soap. 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.
..Or I'm running windows.
Not because it doesn't like me...
Or pokes fun at me...
Or thinks I,m creepy...
Or wants to puke when I squeeze my zits...
Damn kid. All he does is pick his nose. They're all alike.
And then it happened... a door opened to a world...
blood rushing through my weener like heroin through an addict's veins,
an electronic pulse is sent out, a refuge from the sexual frustrations is sought... porn 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 jerk over them again... I love you all...
Damn kid. Using up all the tissues again. They're all alike...
You bet your ass we're all alike... we've been sneered at at school when we hungered for friends...
Our heads stuffed down toilets and butt whipped with towels...
We've been dominated by big boys, and ignored by the girls.
The few that had something to say found us strange, but those few are like drops of sand in the desert.
This is our world now... the world of the hard-on and the bitch, the beauty of the breast.
We make use of a service already existing, paying for what could be free , if we could get a real woman.
and you call us geeks.
We explore our sexuality... and you call us geeks
We can speak fluid h4x0r... and you call us geeks.
We exist without confidence, without friends , without charisma... and you call us geeks.
You build nightclubs , you play football, you don't collect scripts,
you try to make us believe it's for our own good, yet we're the geeks.
Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of being different.
My crime is that of spending hours scanning for vulnerabilities , yet you tell me to get a life .
My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never care about.
The worm has now turned , now I'll bully you , in this techno age I am in charge.
You are all newbies , and now I look down on you.
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.