Hackers Manifesto, 1986 – Pedagogical Reflection

Posted: September 15, 2009 in Education, Pedagogy, Web 2.0
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Occasionally as I fossick through my files like an archaeological dig I stumble across files or stimulus I use in class that has many levels of meaning for me.  This is one of those. 

Today I have been working on the development of a Programme for one of the courses I teach and in listing the resources I use I have this, The Hackers Manifesto.  It is an interesting piece of writing especially as I feel it can still represent the void between generational understandings and practices in schools.  We are more aware of the ever evolving needs of the 21st Century student, particularly adolescents, and as educators we do try to keep up.  Even though I teach in the area of technology and am constantly immersed within the digital swimming pool I still find it hard at time to maintain current or developing practice.

Here is an extract from the document I find most thought provoking.  I will link to the complete document for those wishing to read the whole lot.


==Phrack Inc.==

Volume One, Issue 7, Phile 3 of 10


The following was written shortly after my arrest…

\/\The Conscience of a Hacker/\/


+++The Mentor+++

Written on January 8, 1986



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.

Source: http://www.phrack.com/issues.html?issue=7&id=3#article


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