Another thing I wrote for LoTNV:
RuleScape: Dynamic peaceful order in societies
We are currently witnessing fundamental changes in human society. Common shared values are lost, general ideologies disappear, technical progress accelerates. And at the same time the systemic inter-dependencies increase, global connections grow and the amplification of power and error roar. Change in general has become a fundamental dynamic. But our concepts of organizing societies have not progressed for the last one hundred years.
Something I wrote for the folks over at LoTNV:
There are two kinds of dangerous rules: Those that do not work and those that most people ignore.
Both lead to broken peace and stalled life. The usual way of creating rules – law – was to create fixed rules from top to down and enforce them with surveillance and threats of violence.
This is an imaginative story, not a mystery. No religion, no guide, only inspiration.
I wrote this for one of my dearest projects, the Berlin Morgenraum.
Stuff like this gives me a smile of hope. Warning: German ahead!
First chapter of my upcoming novel – Theosis Maxima.
It deals with the end of cryptography and the mystical traditions of European Christianity.
Something I wrote some years ago, mostly as an accident. But still relevant for today, even more then ever.
Realistic Probabilities In Modern Signals Intelligence
In this article, we will present insight to the realistic possibilities of Internet mass surveillance. When talking about the threat of Internet surveillance, the common argument is that there is so much traffic that any one conversation or email won’t be picked up unless there is reason to suspect those concerned; it is impossible that “they” can listen to us all.
Just the usual again.
Usual- that sounds not very important.
But anyways, sometimes usual things are important as well. Though Derk couldn’t know. When you are an anonymous administrator for computer systems you never know how important your work
really is, or how usual. Though the job in itself was sometimes boring. Derk was the caretaker for roughly 200 computers he knew nothing about except that they needed to be checked, configured, monitored, repaired.
Today was one of those days were the job really turned into stress.
Shite, some customers really have it. Two hours talk about decision making algorithms, and all that while Smuggler waits for his cracker to pierce into the next store of loot. Finally he had come free from the meeting and quickly walked down the street. Damn hot day, again. But clouds started crowding the sky, promising some air cleaning.
Better to get a fucking roof to hide under – since it wasn’t really advisable to be soaked by the downpour of H2O and all the airborne shite – nanobots, viruses, bacteria. This week the newest in the collection of microscopic bastards was looking for new victims. The body count already above 50, EHEC was the scare of the day. Until someone deemed the common flue as the end of humans again.
Not that Smuggler cared, he simply hated to run around in soaked clothes. But he had already spotted a free seat at the noodle shop cross the street, hurrying there before any of those fat, old sex tourists could squat it.