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Building The Network used to be about bringing worlds together. It used to be about being part of the next great global communications infrastructure. We were building the device over which all the world would communicate for centuries to come. Somewhere along the way, we lost our path. The Network has fallen from its grace. Countries wage wars across its borders. They limit it to police its content in acts of Information Warfare against their own citizenry. Corporations wage wars upon its function. Each wish to have their own niche in the profitable prospect of the Network's global reach, and although many might find time to think about their local needs, none of them think globally before they act. The world, they think, needs to live in a sea of endless middleware, connected and aware of each other end-to-end. The people don't care - and they won't care unless it stops working altogether. No man works the network for personal satisfaction or glory, there are no great causes here, no single thing among its entire breadth that inspires man on a basic level to acheive equally greatly...there are only spammers, purveyors of (usually copyrighted) pornography, children trying to feel '31337', and higher forms of scum (there are certainly no lower). Certainly nothing to provide spiritual fulfillment, except perhaps for the simple minded. I work the network for money. There's nothing else left. My name is David Hankins, and I am a Network Mercenary. |