this + bitcoin + tor hosted services / or other layer 7 applications = economicaly viable darknet...bye bye oversight, hello stupid!
This is where the USA, now benefiting from defacto control of the internet, loses its grip, and any tiny nation that wants to be the next global nexus steps up and says "internet freedom, we love you!" and gets all the interwebs. bye bye trillions of dollars, hello oops, we didn't really mean it, really! We are still interwebs friendly! really! come back! hello? Helllooooooo......o.....o.....o.....o?
But, the internet doesn't forget...the internet is operated, at its core, by millions of nerds....with good memories, and a lifetime of pent up nerdrage....and the collective intelligence to apply their will, backed by trillions of risk-averse dollars whose collective motto is burn me once, your fault, burn me twice, my fault.
All because Lars cant get a new gold shark tank?
Excerpted from South Park:
Detective: | Shiut up!! [the boys jump in their seats, then look down, chagrined] You downloaded a lot of songs! Says here you even downlaoded Judas Priest? That's hard time you boys are lookin' at. You got anything to say for yourselves? |
| Kyle: | [rubs the table a bit] We d-didn't think it was that big a deal. |
| Detective: | [pissed off] Not a big deal! You think downloading music for free is not a big deal?! Put your couts on! I'm gonna show you something! And I don't think you're gonna like it! |
Detective: | This is the home of Lars Ulrich, the drummer for Metallica. [they approach a bush] Look. There's Lars now, sitting by his pool. [he's seen sitting on the edge of a chaise longue, his face in his hands, softly sobbing] |
| Kyle: | What's the matter with him? |
| Detective: | This month he was hoping to have a gold-plated shark tank bar installed right next to the pool, but thanks to people downloading his music for free, he must now wait a few months before he can afford it. [a close-up of Lars sobbing] Come. There's more. [leads them away. Next seen is a small airport at night] Here's Britney Spears' private jet. Notice anything? [a shot of Britney boarding a plane, then stopping to look at it before entering] Britney used to have a Gulfstream IV. Now she's had to sell it and get a Gulfstream III because people like you chose to download her music for free. [Britney gives a heavy sigh and goes inside.] The Gulfstream III doesn't even have a remote control for its surround-sound DVD system. Still think downloading music for free is no big deal? |
| Kyle: | We... didn't realize what we were doing, eh... |
| Detective: | That is the folly of man. Now look in this window. [they are at another mansion, and they look inside a picture window] Here you see the loving family of Master P. [He's shown tossing a basketball to his wife while his kid tries to catch it] Next week is his son's birthday and, all he's ever wanted was an island in French Polynesia. [his mom lowers the ball and gives it to the boy, who smiles, picks it up and drops it. It rolls away and he goes after it] |
| Kyle: | So, he's gonna get it, right? |
| Detective: | I see an island without an owner. If things keep going the way they are, the child will not get his tropical paradise. |
| Stan: | [apologetically] We're sorry! We'll, we'll never download music for free again! |
Never fear, SOPA is here!
Niiiccceeee!!!!
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