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Technical data shows that the government is trying to conceal digital repression through traffic engineering.

Traffic in provinces that are protest hotspots, such as Khuzestan and Lorestan, has sharply dropped, with their average share of the country’s total traffic falling to only 3.1% and 0.1%, while bandwidth in administrative-political centers like Tehran (with a dominant 50.8% share) has remained stable or even increased in a province like Alborz.

This redistribution ensures that the average total traffic in Iran does not plummet in international reports, keeping regional suppression hidden in statistics.

At the same time, Iran, with 78.1% bot traffic, has one of the highest rates globally. The activity of these government bots has intensified during protests for network monitoring and psychological operations, artificially maintaining total traffic to prevent the reality of restricted access from being exposed.

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Iran is once again witnessing widespread protests driven by anger over systemic corruption, economic collapse, and the concentration of unchecked power in the hands of the Supreme Leader. Demonstrations have erupted across multiple cities, cutting across class and regional lines. What unites them is a growing sense that the current system offers no peaceful or legal path to accountability.

The state’s response has been predictably violent. Security forces have used live ammunition, mass arrests, and intimidation to suppress largely peaceful protests. Confirmed reports indicate that dozens of protesters have been killed, with many more injured or detained. A significant number of those killed are young people, a generation that has grown up knowing little beyond repression and broken promises.

Alongside physical violence, the regime has intensified digital repression. Internet slowdowns and targeted blackouts have been reported during peak protest periods, a familiar tactic aimed at isolating cities, disrupting coordination, and preventing evidence of abuses from reaching the outside world. Control of information has become as critical to the regime as control of the streets.

In this environment, the government continues to promote so-called “national” messaging platforms. These applications are widely understood to be surveillance tools, designed to monitor conversations, map social networks, and identify dissent. Encouraging citizens to migrate to these platforms is not about safety or resilience, but about consolidating control.

In response, free software and digital rights advocates inside and outside Iran have been urging people to avoid state-controlled messengers and instead move toward decentralized, open-source communication tools. Platforms like Matrix and Delta Chat, especially when backed by community-run or internal servers, are seen as ways to reduce dependence on government spyware and preserve a minimum level of privacy and autonomy under pressure.

This effort is not merely technical. It is political in the deepest sense. The choice of communication tools becomes a choice about trust, power, and agency. When a government kills protesters and then asks them to use its apps to communicate, the contradiction is impossible to ignore.

The situation remains volatile. Every shutdown, every killing, and every act of digital repression deepens the divide between the state and society. The regime’s fear is evident not only in its weapons, but in its attempts to control networks, platforms, and speech.

Iran’s protests are not just a fight against corruption and authoritarian rule. They are also a struggle over who controls communication, truth, and memory. A government willing to kill its own people and silence them online has already forfeited any claim to legitimacy.

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The arrest of a sitting president by a foreign power, even when that president is a dictator, marks a dangerous shift in how power, law, and morality interact on the global stage. At first glance, such an act may feel justified. Dictators commit crimes, suppress their people, and often escape accountability for decades. The desire to see them forcibly removed and punished is understandable. But history shows that the methods used to confront injustice matter as much as the injustice itself.

The core issue is not the moral character of the individual being arrested. It is the precedent created when one state claims the authority to unilaterally seize the head of another sovereign state. Once this becomes acceptable, sovereignty ceases to be a principle and turns into a conditional privilege, granted or revoked by those with sufficient power. Law no longer functions as a shared framework, but as a tool applied selectively.

International law exists not because states are virtuous, but because they are not. Its purpose is to restrain power, not to reward good behavior. When a powerful country bypasses multilateral institutions and acts alone, it sends a clear signal that rules apply only when they align with its interests. This is not justice. It is hierarchy presented in legal language.

Supporters of such actions often argue that extraordinary crimes require extraordinary measures. This reasoning, however, contains a subtle danger. Once legality is suspended in the name of moral urgency, no clear boundary remains. Today the target is a dictator accused of severe crimes. Tomorrow it may be a government accused of instability, ideological deviation, or resistance. As power expands, the definition of guilt expands with it.

There is also a deeper philosophical cost. Justice imposed through domination rather than legitimacy loses its ethical foundation. Accountability enforced by force does not strengthen the rule of law. It teaches that outcomes matter more than process and that might can replace consent. Over time, this erodes the very idea of universal justice and replaces it with selective enforcement.

This does not mean dictators should be shielded by sovereignty. It means sovereignty should not be destroyed in order to punish them. Mechanisms such as international courts, collective pressure, and multilateral accountability exist precisely to prevent the collapse into unilateralism. They are slow, flawed, and often frustrating, but they are designed to prevent a world where power alone defines legitimacy.

When the arrest of foreign leaders by powerful states becomes normalized, we normalize a future where law follows force instead of restraining it. Political enemies become criminals by definition, intervention is reframed as justice, and ethical language becomes a tool of domination rather than restraint.

This is not a defense of dictators, nor an argument for inaction. It is a warning. Abandoning legal and ethical boundaries in pursuit of moral victories ultimately undermines the values those victories claim to protect. A world where justice is enforced by strength alone is not safer. It is simply more honest about who holds power.

The real question is not whether a dictator deserves accountability. The question is whether we are willing to sacrifice the fragile idea of a rules-based world to achieve it. History suggests that once this sacrifice is made, it is rarely the powerful who pay the price.

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The official CVE-2025-59230 targets how RasMan registers its RPC endpoint. Privileged services blindly trust this endpoint, and if an attacker can register it first, SYSTEM-level code execution is possible. Microsoft patched this part in October 2025.

Exploiting the vulnerability is tricky because RasMan starts automatically at boot, leaving little opportunity for an attacker to grab the endpoint first. On paper, this should make attacks hard—on paper.

0patch discovered a second, unpatched flaw: a logic bug in RasMan involving a circular linked list. The service crashes when it fails to handle NULL pointers, which allows a non-privileged user to stop RasMan and release the RPC endpoint. Once stopped, the first vulnerability can be fully exploited.

The exploit chain is simple in theory: crash RasMan, register the endpoint first, and let privileged services unknowingly execute malicious code. SYSTEM access is then achieved, bypassing the usual boot-time protections.

Affected systems include Windows 10, Windows 11, and Windows Server 2008 through 2025. Administrators are advised to apply the October 2025 updates immediately and consider 0patch micropatches for the crash vector until an official fix is available.

In short: Microsoft locked the front door but left a window open, and 0patch quietly taped it shut while everyone else sighed.

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Berlin has decided that privacy is overrated. The House of Representatives pushed through a major update to the ASOG police law, and the result reads like a wishlist from every overcaffeinated security agency that ever dreamed of crawling into your laptop while you sleep. CDU, SPD, and even AfD lined up to approve a package that blends digital intrusion with physical intrusion. A perfect hybrid surveillance smoothie.

One major element of the law is legal secret home entries for planting malware on devices. If remote infection is not possible, investigators can simply enter a private apartment and install a state trojan through physical access. IT experts warn that leaving vulnerabilities open for police also leaves them open for criminals, and combining hacking tools with a home search crosses the old red lines of constitutional protection.

The new law also shifts bodycams into private homes. Officers can activate them whenever there is a claimed threat to life or limb. Officials say it is for self protection. Critics warn it easily becomes backdoor audiovisual surveillance inside private living spaces.

Mass data collection also expands. Police can now request traffic data from every phone in the vicinity of a specific cell tower at a specific time, allowing them to map movements of thousands of uninvolved people. License plate recognition is also widened, along with tools for disabling or taking over drones.

Another controversial change is biometric search powered by facial and voice recognition. Police can compare recorded faces with publicly accessible images online, turning surveillance footage into an automated search system. On top of that, a new paragraph allows using real police investigation data for training AI systems. Data protection experts warn that AI models can leak what they learn, and this stretches the original purpose of the data far beyond its limits.

Preventive detention is also extended. Instead of 48 hours, it can now last up to five days, or seven days in cases of suspected terrorist planning. Supporters claim this prevents attacks. Critics argue it creates new forms of detention without trial.

Civil rights groups, privacy advocates, and several political parties immediately condemned the reform. Some call it legally risky and potentially unconstitutional. Berlin’s own data protection officer warned that legalizing the state trojan damages the security of every citizen by normalizing vulnerabilities at the system level.

Berlin is not the first German state to tighten its police laws, but the combination of tools in this package is unusually broad. If this is modernization, the future seems to include quiet footsteps at 3 AM as someone installs an update on your laptop in your own living room.

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I still remember the moment when everything shifted for me. I confronted a manipulative guy in our friend group to protect my best friend, and it changed how people treated me. Most of my friends started acting distant, going to parties and trips without telling me. Even my best friend ditched me for a while. The first month was hard, filled with awkward silences and missed invitations. But after that, I discovered something unexpected. Being alone could be enjoyable.

These days, I love the peace and freedom that come with solitude. When I am alone, I slip into my own world. I dive into MMO RPGs, wander through Reddit, explore new ideas, blog, contribute to FLOSS projects, watch series, experiment with coding, play with networks and servers, dive into virtual labs, and just try things to see what I can learn. It is a kind of loneliness that is alive and full, not empty. Even when no one is physically beside me, I feel focused, engaged, and quietly strong.

Being alone has its challenges. Sometimes a week in solitude makes me reluctant to go out for anything unnecessary. I get trapped in my house by boredom and low energy. But those moments are small compared to the clarity and control I gain from spending time with myself. I choose this life. I have a sort of superpower. I can befriend anyone I like and maintain those connections, yet I deliberately keep my circle small, choosing quality over quantity.

Solitude has become my way of navigating life’s bigger moments. It is in quiet hours that I make important decisions, process sadness, and work through difficult feelings. Occasionally there are days when I feel null and cannot do anything, but even those moments pass.

If being alone had a shape or a feeling, it would be an empty street at 2:00 a.m. Driving alone with soft jazz playing, a flask of fine wine within reach, an endless road ahead, and a mind full of ideas. Sometimes I imagine I am racing through my own thoughts, pausing only to savor a moment of clarity or a spark of inspiration. In those hours, I feel fully alive in my own company, and I have learned to savor it.

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There is a special kind of confidence in the crypto world. The kind where someone watches two YouTube videos at three in the morning, sees one green candle, and suddenly believes they are a professional trader. These are the same people who think Fibonacci spirals were left behind by ancient aliens to help them time the market.

Meanwhile I am over here holding Bitcoin, Monero, and, fine, Ethereum because I like to keep up with tech and I am not ready to become that old guy who still types with two fingers. Trading is fun to observe, but I prefer a future where I still have a functional nervous system.

Why trading often leads to emotional damage

Yes, some people make money trading crypto. Just like some people win the lottery or survive eating gas station sushi. Consistent profit, however, does not come from retail traders. It comes from the usual suspects.

• Market makers with bots faster than human reflexes
• Quant firms running statistical models that look like alien mathematics
• Exchanges that profit whether you win or lose
• Insiders who know listings long before they happen
• Whales who move markets to entertain themselves
• People selling trading courses because teaching pays better than trading

Retail traders lose money because markets are manipulated, liquidity evaporates at the worst moment, volatility destroys most strategies, emotional decision making is a silent assassin, and false breakouts exist solely to liquidate anyone using leverage.

The only realistic profitable approaches

There are paths that work, but none of them involve heroics. They require patience, testing, and low expectations.

• Long term holding (DCA): Buy consistently and hold for years. Not exciting but historically reliable.
• Arbitrage: Profitable but requires bots, capital, and fast execution. Manual arbitrage is dead.
• Automated bots: Works if you build your own, test properly, and avoid leverage. Returns are modest but real.
• Trend following: Simple moving average rules. Boring yet repeatedly effective over long periods.
• Statistical strategies: Mean reversion, volatility breakouts, time series forecasting. Requires Python skills and real testing.

What does not work even though everyone attempts it

• Trading by intuition
• YouTube strategies
• Signals groups
• Copy trading influencers
• Leverage trading for emotional thrill
• Twitter gurus
• Buy low sell high as if markets behave logically

These approaches mainly exist to drain your money slowly while giving you the illusion that you know what you are doing.

Why I am a holder, not a trader

I am not here for the casino. I am here for the philosophy and the technology. I believe in Bitcoin because it is simple, secure, and pushes governments one step back from the control they treat as their natural right. I believe in Monero because privacy is a human right and not a premium subscription service sold by corporations. I hold some Ethereum because I respect technological progress and refuse to fall behind even if the chain sometimes moves like an old web browser.

The point of crypto is not gambling. The point is to create tools that give individuals autonomy and push governments and capitalists away from their obsession with monitoring every aspect of human life. Profit may come someday. Maybe. But even if it does not, the philosophical and technological foundation I support is worth far more than any perfect trade.

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I’ve been quietly building Digital Zist for a while now. I didn’t announce it earlier because I was focused on actually building the infrastructure. The project is real, alive, and ready for anyone who wants to reclaim their digital identity and autonomy. Digital Zist exists because your data is not yours. Corporations collect it, analyze it, and monetize it, shaping your choices and behaviors. This is the surveillance economy. We are here to change that.

Our mission is to make data sovereignty achievable for everyone. We provide self-hosting guides for email, chat, video calls, file storage, document editing, password management, project management, wikis, media hosting, and more. For those who prefer not to manage their own servers, we offer trusted, privacy-focused managed services. Our goal is to make it simple, practical, and usable for anyone to take back control of their digital life.

Digital Zist also has a sustainable model. For individuals, payment is only required when we do something for them. No recurring fees if you follow our guides and manage your own setup. For companies, we provide a subscription model that supports managed services and multiple users. A portion of revenue is also allocated to fund open-source developers, ensuring the longevity of the tools our ecosystem depends on.

We are looking for contributors, collaborators, and supporters. Whether you are a developer, designer, documenter, community moderator, or just someone passionate about privacy and open-source, there is a place for you. Every small contribution helps build a sustainable ecosystem where users truly own their data.

If this resonates with you, explore our platform at zist.digital or reach out via email at delta@zist.digital. Join the mission to make digital autonomy practical, fair, and sustainable.

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On November 18, 2025, countless people around the world found themselves refreshing pages, restarting routers, cursing their Wi-Fi, and even glaring suspiciously at perfectly innocent devices. But none of it mattered. The issue wasn’t local. It wasn’t national. It wasn’t even regional. Cloudflare, the quiet titan behind a massive share of global internet traffic, had simply collapsed a little — and the rest of the web collapsed a lot.

The funniest part? Nothing dramatic happened. No cyberattack, no nation-state warfare, no shadowy hacker in a dark room stroking a cat. Cloudflare tripped the entire internet because of an internal database permission change. That tiny adjustment caused one of their queries to suddenly pull far more data than it ever should, which inflated a configuration file that their systems rely on. The file became too heavy, the systems choked on it, and suddenly services like X, ChatGPT, and countless websites were gasping for air.

Hours later, Cloudflare engineers rolled back the change, pushed out a sane version of the file, and began restoring stability. But the real story was already clear: the modern internet is terrifyingly centralized, and this outage was yet another loud warning siren we keep ignoring. When a single company sitting between millions of users and millions of servers has a bad day, the entire digital world feels it. This isn’t how the internet was meant to work. The original design was decentralized — no single point of failure, no global domino effect. Now, we’ve turned companies like Cloudflare into giant pressure points, and any hiccup turns into a global asthma attack.

The issue isn’t that Cloudflare made a mistake. Everyone makes mistakes. The issue is that one company’s mistake can break everything. A centralized internet is fast and convenient, but it’s also a beautifully fragile house of cards. This outage didn’t just show how Cloudflare failed — it showed how we failed by building an internet that collapses as soon as one giant sneezes.

Maybe it’s time to stop pretending that putting our entire digital lives behind a handful of companies is sustainable. Maybe the web should go back to being what it was meant to be: resilient, decentralized, and capable of surviving a single malfunctioning config file without throwing half the world into chaos.

Source: Cloudflare – November 18, 2025 Outage Report

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Ah, cryptocurrencies. The land of memes, moon dreams, and people pretending they understand economics. Let’s cut the nonsense and talk about what actually matters: privacy, freedom, and not letting every transaction you make become public entertainment.

Most coins are just flashy accounting tricks. Some actually give a damn about your privacy.

• Monero (XMR) – My obvious favorite. Why? Because it actually protects your privacy. Every transaction is confidential, untraceable, and censorship-resistant. You don’t have to hope the exchange or some nosy third party won’t flag or track you. If you care about controlling your money without anyone poking their nose, Monero is basically the hacker’s dream: quiet, unstoppable, and built for people, not hype.
• Bitcoin (BTC) – The “OG” of crypto. Open, decentralized, and widely accepted. Problem? Your transactions are like a neon sign flashing your every move. Great for internet history archives, not so much for privacy.
• GNU Taler – Not really a cryptocurrency. It’s a free-software payment system designed for privacy for users and accountability for merchants. No mining, no speculative coins, just digital payments done right. Problem? It relies on banks, so it’s more like a payment protocol than a cryptocurrency. Useful for experimentation, but not for trading or going “moon.”

Think about it: every time you swipe a card or use a “free” app to pay, someone is tracking you. Every transaction is data they can sell, analyze, or manipulate. Governments can freeze your accounts if they don’t like what you do. Corporations can jack up fees on a whim. Your privacy? Gone the moment you hand over your credit card. Controlling your money isn’t just a “cool hacker flex.” It’s about independence.

That’s why Monero feels like freedom in code: it lets you transact without giving anyone a play-by-play of your life.

Quick Cheat Sheet:

Coin / System	Privacy	Decentralized	My Take
Monero	Max	Strong	Best choice if you want real privacy
Bitcoin	Medium	Strong	Good for adoption, terrible for privacy
GNU Taler	User	Limited	Not a crypto, just a cool payment system

If you care about keeping your money under your control and out of prying eyes, Monero is where it’s at. While everyone else obsesses over Bitcoin prices or Lambo dreams, Monero quietly does its thing: secure, private, and unstoppable.

And hey—if you enjoyed reading this, you can always donate using Monero, Bitcoin, or just buy me a coffee with that old-ass fiat money while it still exists. Your choice, your freedom.

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Watch the full video on the Internet we lost:

Once upon a time, the Internet was a chaotic playground for hackers, nerds, and weirdos. Curiosity mattered, memes were handcrafted, and your homepage didn’t spy on your every move. Now? Peak capitalism has fully arrived. Corporations centralized control, stuffing every corner of the web with ads, tracking pixels, and algorithmic manipulation designed to make you scroll forever and feed their bottom lines.

Every click you make, every video you watch, every forum post you read has become data for advertisers. Endless feeds hypnotize you, and algorithms decide what you see—or don’t see—making the Internet a giant, meticulously designed attention trap. Creativity, discovery, and freedom have been replaced by engagement metrics and profit margins.

But there’s hope. The digital underground fights back with decentralized, user-controlled platforms:

• PeerTube – Watch and upload videos without corporate interference, ads, or algorithmic brainwashing. Each instance is controlled by its users.
• Mastodon – A Twitter alternative where your timeline isn’t dictated by corporate algorithms. Join servers that align with your interests, or even host your own.
• Pixelfed – Instagram without the creepy tracking. Share photos in a privacy-focused, ad-free environment.
• DeltaChat – Instant messaging using email, giving you a decentralized, spam-resistant way to chat without Big Tech spying on you.
• Matrix – A universal, encrypted messaging protocol. Think of it as a hacker’s dream: interoperable, decentralized, and fully open.

Hosting your own blog, Mastodon instance, or PeerTube server is a small but significant rebellion. Each post, video, or message chipped away at corporate control and reminded us that the Internet can still be messy, chaotic, and human again.

Peak capitalism has ruined the Internet for profit, turning curiosity into engagement, exploration into data, and creativity into ads. But decentralized platforms, independent hosting, and community-run services offer a glimpse of the Internet we once had—and the one we can still reclaim.

Control is an illusion; freedom is real.

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Apple’s crying to the European Court because the Digital Markets Act wants them to make their devices work with others. They call it “expropriation.” The Free Software Foundation Europe calls it “common sense.” Interoperability means your hardware and software can actually communicate, share data, and function together without a corporate permission slip. It is what makes the digital world open instead of a fenced-off kingdom.

Without interoperability, users end up trapped inside walled gardens that sell freedom at a monthly subscription fee. FSFE stood before the court and said it clearly: “If interoperability can be limited by proprietary restrictions, then the DMA is a joke.” They are fighting to make sure the law actually forces gatekeepers like Apple to open their systems so users can connect what they want, install what they want, and use the tools they choose.

FSFE’s lawyer, Dr. Martin Husovec, hit the point perfectly: “Innovation doesn’t exempt a company from regulation.” Apple has built a beautiful cage and wants credit for the architecture. The DMA is finally telling them they cannot call the bars “features.” This case is not just legal drama. It is a question of digital ownership. Do we own our machines, or do we rent them from corporate landlords?

If FSFE wins, Europe will finally make interoperability real, not just another policy word. Our devices might actually belong to us. If Apple wins, expect more magical dongles, more closed doors, and more “innovation” that breaks what used to work. So, cheer for the hackers in suits. They are fighting for your right to connect without permission.

Stay free. Stay interoperable.

Source: FSFE News: FSFE defends interoperability before the Court of Justice of the European Union

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For years, we have been preaching about free software. We replaced Windows with GNU/Linux, dumped Chrome for Firefox, and escaped cloud traps like Google Docs for LibreOffice. But there is one device still completely under corporate control: the glowing rectangle in your hand that listens, tracks, and tattles. Yeah, your phone.

Even if you flash LineageOS or ditch Google Play, your phone is still running mystery code buried deep in firmware. The baseband processors, Wi-Fi chips, GPU drivers, all of it. These blobs are like corporate spyware horcruxes. You cannot kill them, you cannot see them, and they are quietly selling your soul to the nearest data broker.

The Free Software Foundation (FSF) finally said “enough.” They have launched Librephone, a campaign to create a mobile platform that is completely free. No binary blobs, no locked firmware, no “trust us bro” code from companies that think privacy is just a cute marketing word.

The project is led by Rob Savoye, the same hacker behind projects like DejaGNU, Gnash, and OpenStreetMap. FSF board member John Gilmore kicked off the funding after realizing that even “open” Android forks like LineageOS still rely on proprietary code. Their goal is to replace every single piece of nonfree software inside the phone, including the baseband, bootloader, and drivers.

Corporations have been beating the freedom out of users for decades. They promise “security updates,” but what they are really securing is their control. They build devices that age faster than bananas, lock bootloaders like state secrets, and turn “updates” into slow-death traps that force you to buy new ones. It is planned obsolescence with better marketing.

Librephone flips that table. The idea is to build phones that actually belong to users. Imagine being able to recompile your firmware, tweak your drivers, and replace your OS without signing your soul to a tech giant. It is the hacker dream phone, one that obeys you instead of a EULA written in microscopic legalese.

Of course, we cannot talk about mobile freedom without mentioning some other freedom fighters in the field. PostmarketOS is one of the most impressive ones. It is basically Alpine Linux re-engineered for phones. Their goal is to make devices last ten years instead of two. Imagine your old phone running mainline Linux instead of collecting dust in a drawer. PostmarketOS is already making that happen, and it is pure hacker energy.

Then there is Libre Mobile OS (LMODroid), a privacy-first Android spin that cuts out every trace of Google’s surveillance network. It is for people who want the flexibility of Android without the constant data leak to Mountain View.

And we cannot forget GrapheneOS. These folks are doing heavy lifting in the security world, hardening Android’s privacy features to levels most companies will never even attempt. Sure, it still runs on Pixel hardware, but it is one of the safest options out there for privacy-conscious users who still need a daily driver.

A while back, I stumbled across something cool. The Parch Linux team was working on a mobile version of their distro. I even saw it running on one of the devs’ phones. It looked slick, like a pure Linux phone made by and for hackers. Sadly, when I checked later, it was gone from their site. Maybe it just needs a little love to come back. If you are reading this and you have time, skills, or a few bucks to spare, maybe we can help revive it. Visit parchlinux and let’s bring that project back to life.

The bottom line is that Librephone is not just about building a new operating system. It is about breaking corporate control over the one device that never leaves your side. It is about giving people back the power to choose what runs on their hardware.

This is not some hip startup revolution. It is the return of real hacking, the kind that flips middle fingers to closed firmware and says, “I will build my own freedom, thanks.” The kind of hacking that makes lawyers sweat and users smile.

The Librephone project will not be fast or easy, but nothing worth doing ever is. Every line of liberated code gets us closer to a future where the word “smartphone” actually means something smart, like respecting the user. So yeah, maybe it is time to flash not just your phone, but the whole idea of who controls it.

Want to join the fun? Jump into #librephone on irc.libera.chat, follow the project at librephone.fsf.org, or just spread the word. Because the revolution will not be downloaded from the Play Store.

Source: FSF: Librephone Campaign

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Yeah right. You care so much that you text me in the middle of the night about a “special discount” for car insurance when I don’t even own a damn car.

Iranian phone advertising is not just annoying, it’s a national-level harassment program.
These people don’t stop. They text, they call, they message, they stalk.
If pigeons could carry phones, they’d train them too.

They have zero respect. None.
They call when I’m asleep.
They call when I’m eating.
They call when I’m literally in another call.
I swear if I ever meet one of those “marketing experts,” I’ll personally read them every one of their stupid messages until they cry.

And I pay for this.
I actually spend money to receive spam from some random shop in Mashhad trying to sell me “organic honey” that’s probably just sugar in disguise.
I didn’t buy my SIM card to be emotionally abused by robots reading scripts.

This isn’t marketing. This is psychological warfare.
You can’t escape.
You block one number, they appear again with a new one like hydras from hell.
“Hello dear user, we have a special offer for you!”
No you don’t. You have problems.

I should have the right to silence.
I should have the right to use my phone without feeling like I owe society an explanation for not wanting “amazing loans with zero interest.”

It’s disgusting.
It’s inhuman.
It’s like the whole system is built on the belief that if you annoy people long enough, they’ll finally buy something just to shut you up.

So here’s a message for all of you advertisers out there:
If I wanted to hear from you, I’d call you myself.
Stop texting me, stop calling me, stop invading my sleep.
I bought my line, I pay for it, and it’s not your playground.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to block another number. Again.

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Because apparently freedom of speech stops where feathers begin.

So here’s the new crime of the century: five parrots in a British zoo started swearing at people. Scandalous. They said bad words, laughed about it, and suddenly everyone lost their minds. The zoo decided to separate them because apparently, freedom of speech stops where feathers begin.

It’s hilarious. Humans scream about freedom all the time. “We believe in free speech!” they say. But let a parrot say “f*** off” and everyone acts like civilization is collapsing.

What did people expect when they went to a zoo anyway? Disneyland? Did they think the lions would perform a song-and-dance routine about friendship? The parrots were just being honest. They’re in cages. They’re angry, bored, and stuck entertaining strangers who stare at them all day. Of course they’re going to swear. I would too.

And let’s talk about zoos for a second. We call them “wildlife parks” to make ourselves feel better, but they’re really just fancy prisons with gift shops. Animals don’t belong behind glass walls or iron bars. They belong in jungles, skies, and oceans, not in fake plastic “habitats” designed to keep tourists happy. We lock them up for life, then get offended when they don’t act cute enough. That’s cruelty dressed as conservation.

Nature isn’t polite. It doesn’t wear a smile and ask you how your day is. It fights, it bites, it kills. That’s the real world out there, not some cute cartoon version where animals talk about their dreams.

If people can’t handle a few swearing parrots, maybe they should stop going to zoos. Because those parrots aren’t the problem. The problem is us, pretending that freedom is something we actually believe in, while we’re busy deciding which voices are allowed to speak.

Maybe those birds weren’t being rude. Maybe they were just telling the truth in the only language left to them.

Source: Five parrots separated at British zoo after encouraging each other to curse profusely at guests, CBS NEWS

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The intro: when your access-control tool turns into a root access giveaway booth.

Twelve. Years. Of Root Roulette
Imagine this: a tiny bug in the --host option quietly snoozing for over a decade, politely letting users tiptoe past access controls. Twelve years of false confidence in a security fortress made of duct tape and blind faith.

And Then Came the Chroot Apocalypse
Next came the --chroot option that obscure flag everyone thought was decorative. Instead of isolating environments, it lets a user craft a fake /etc/nsswitch.conf and make sudo load whatever library they want with root privileges. In plain English: Congrats, you're root now even if you weren’t supposed to be.

“You get root! You get root! Everyone gets root!” — sudo, apparently.

Patch Now, Panic Later
The fix: sudo 1.9.17p1. The “p1” stands for please, patch immediately.

Emergency sysadmin rituals now include:

• apt update && apt upgrade
• Reviewing /etc/sudoers and removing suspicious entries
• Locking down world-writable directories before someone locks you out

Lessons Learned (Or Not)

• Old ≠ Secure. Old just means the bugs have mortgages now.
• Root privileges are like nuclear launch codes once leaked, no patch will save you.
• If your job title is “Sysadmin,” therapy is now part of your toolkit.

Final Thoughts
The irony is rich: the tool built to protect root access ended up distributing it like free samples at DEF CON. Next time you type sudo, maybe pause and whisper, “Do I trust you?” Because this month’s answer is simple: Sudon’t.

Source: Local Privilege Escalation via chroot option

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It finally clicked for me the other day when our friend Omid, the gym coach, started preaching about how the human body and mind are basically one big predictable system. He was talking about hormones, stress, protein intake, and mental states like he was reading straight out of a user manual. And that is when it hit me: humans are just biological computers, and we run on fuzzy logic.

Omid the Prophet of Predictability
According to Omid, if you pump up dopamine you feel motivated. If serotonin drops you feel depressed. If cortisol spikes you are suddenly a rage monster who yells at their microwave for taking too long. It is input → process → output.

That is not free will. That is a badly coded automation script written in meat.

The Wetware Rig
Let’s map it out:
Brain: the CPU, with 86 billion neurons acting like transistors that occasionally get distracted by cat videos.
RAM: short-term memory, barely enough to remember what you walked into the kitchen for.
Hard Drive: long-term memory, where half the files are corrupted and the other half are mislabeled.
Power Supply: food, sleep, caffeine. Unplug any of these and watch the system blue-screen.

This setup is not elegant. It is duct-taped chaos that somehow passes as “consciousness.”

The Operating System: Homo sapiens v1.0
Unlike your laptop, we do not even have the dignity of binary logic. We run on fuzzy logic, the land of “eh, maybe.”

Hungry? Eat.
Hungry but pretending to diet? Do not eat.
Hungry, dieting, but Omid just brought “healthy protein donuts”? Suddenly the decision tree collapses into twenty layers of excuses, shame, and “I’ll just do extra cardio tomorrow.”

Our operating system is a spaghetti mess of “kind of” and “sort of” and “technically.”

Input, Output, and Glorious Bugs
Eyes, ears, nose, touch, taste: input devices. Mouth: output device. Simple enough. Until you factor in bugs like biases, bad drivers, and random firmware updates. Example: “I’m fine” can mean fine, not fine, fine-but-I-want-you-to-suffer, or fine-but-secretly-I-ate-your-protein donut.

This is not communication. This is UDP with 90 percent packet loss.

The Cosmic Joke
The real comedy is that we walk around claiming to have profound, mysterious reasons for our choices. Meanwhile most of our “deep decisions” boil down to: hormones, last night’s sleep cycle, and whether we had coffee. That is not the voice of the universe. That is just a fuzzy logic circuit with bad power management.

Conclusion
So thank you Omid, for breaking my brain and making me realize we are just laptops made of meat. We overheat, we crash, we constantly need reboots, and our decision-making is one long fuzzy-logic fever dream.

The worst part? Computers at least get upgrades. We are stuck on Homo sapiens version one forever, waiting for evolution to push Service Pack Two sometime in the next few hundred thousand years.

Until then I will be defragging my brain with coffee and hoping the garbage collector kicks in tonight so I can sleep.

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So, you’re a normal citizen. You don’t build bombs in your basement, you don’t run a shadow cartel, you just… exist. Congrats. You’ve unlocked premium status in the great casino of surveillance capitalism. You pay with your data, they cash out with billions, and you smile proudly:

“I have nothing to hide.”

That’s adorable. Like a goldfish saying, “I have nothing against living in a glass bowl.”

Your Data Is Boring? Perfect.

They don’t need your secrets. They need your habits.

How long you watch a video before swiping away.
What articles make you stop scrolling.
Which keywords make your blood pressure rise.
When you are lonely, angry, hungry, or bored.

All this goes into a profile — a digital voodoo doll of you. And they poke that doll with precision.

How Data Shapes Your Beliefs

This is where it gets fun. Or horrifying. Depends on your caffeine levels.

News feeds are not neutral. If anger keeps you clicking, you will get more outrage. Suddenly, your world looks like a dumpster fire.
Beliefs can be nudged. If you lean slightly one way politically, your feed pushes you harder that way. You don’t notice the slope until you are at the bottom.
Reality gets filtered. You don’t see “the news.” You see your news — a custom bubble that slowly rewires how you think.

The more data they have, the better they know what button to press to keep you hooked. Manipulation is not a sci-fi brain chip. It is millions of tiny nudges every single day.

Why That’s So Bad

You lose agency. You think you chose to read that article or buy that product. In reality, an algorithm knew you would click before you did.
Society fractures. Each person lives in their own curated bubble. No shared reality, just parallel universes fueled by ads and outrage.
Power tilts. Companies and governments don’t need to censor you. They just drown you in whatever narrative they prefer.

So no, your boring cat videos and pizza memes are not harmless. They are training data for the machine that decides what “truth” looks like tomorrow.

FLOSS: The Exit Door

Here’s where FLOSS enters like an awkward superhero in sandals. It doesn’t promise utopia. But it does mean:

You can see what is running on your machine.
You are not forced into being a lab rat by default.
You get to choose whether your tools serve you or their shareholders.

It’s not “free software” like free pizza. It’s “free” like finally having a key to your own house instead of renting a smart fridge that tattles on you.

The Punchline

So yes, keep chanting “I have nothing to hide.” Just remember: goldfish also have nothing to hide. And look how exciting their lives are, swimming in circles, staring at the same castle ornament, waiting for flakes to fall from above.

If that’s freedom, enjoy your bowl. Some of us prefer the ocean.

“Free software is a matter of liberty, not price. To understand the concept, you should think of free as in free speech, not as in free beer.”
— Free Software Foundation

Learn More at : Free Sofware Foundation

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hi.

lately, i’ve been slipping in and out of nightmares, some while sleeping, some while wide awake.
the kind that leave you frozen.
the kind that don’t need monsters because your own mind knows exactly what to show you.

i’ve been having a hard time talking to people.
like every word feels like too much friction. like the effort of explaining myself costs more than it’s worth.
i try. but it gets harder.

humans feel exhausting lately.
too loud, too messy, too complicated for the part of me that just wants stillness.
they disappoint me more than i can say.
not even in dramatic ways, just... emptily.
like promises with no echo.

and all this work, money, crypto, projects...
honestly? it means nothing to me right now.
i used to think building things would bring meaning.
now it all just feels like noise.

none of it feels real.
except her.
my girlfriend. her birthday’s coming up, and it’s the only thing pulling me forward with any clarity.

and that one friend who still sees me. really sees me.

if they weren’t here, i’m not sure what would be.
i’m not saying anything dramatic.
just... i’d be floating.
nothing to hold on to.

sometimes there’s a tear.
sometimes there’s a flood.
but always in silence.
my family must never know. i’m not ready to explain that kind of quiet.

i’ve been talking less. recording more.
just to prove to myself that i still exist.

this post doesn’t really go anywhere.
it’s just a snapshot of a mind trying to stay tethered to a body.

still blinking.
still doubting.
still loving, quietly.

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Working at my current company is a bit like being the only person with a flashlight in a cave full of people who think shadows are real and light is a conspiracy. I shine the beam, they squint and recoil, then confidently suggest I should make it more user friendly.

To be fair, the company isn’t evil. They’re not malicious. They’re just catastrophically unqualified to be near anything that runs on electricity. Their grasp of software is on par with a medieval farmer trying to interpret an iPhone — mostly suspicion, mild panic, and the occasional plea for divine intervention.

Their idea of a feature request is something like:
“Make it like Google Docs, but also like Excel, but also can you make it auto-send invoices to Neptune every Tuesday?”
This is not satire. This is my actual life.

They want everything immediately, built flawlessly, based on requirements that were mumbled once in a hallway while someone was looking for coffee. I’m expected to conjure fully-functioning enterprise software from vague vibes and hand gestures.

Every conversation turns into a low-budget therapy session:
“Why isn’t it done?”
Because you change your mind more often than Chrome updates.
“Why is it so complicated?”
Because the universe has rules. And software lives in that universe.
“Can’t you just make it simple?”
Sure. Let me go back in time and personally redesign the entire internet.

Now, for context: I’m not just the tech person. I’m a CEH-certified cybersecurity professional, deep into the Hack The Box penetration testing path. I studied AI at Harvard (yes, online, but the algorithms don’t care). I’m an advocate for software freedom in Iran, a contributor to GUN+Linux and several open-source projects.

And yet... they treat me like the guy who installs Chrome extensions. Like some random junior dev who exists to move buttons three pixels to the left. Using me for frontend tweaks and UI padding is like using an axe to butter toast — pointless, dangerous, and deeply disrespectful to both the axe and the toast.

I talk about long-term architecture, security pipelines, and future-proofing our tech stack. All they want is a shinier dashboard. I bring vision. They bring feedback like:
“Can we make this pop more?”

Cybersecurity? Ironically, that’s the one domain they leave alone. Perhaps because it’s the only area they fear enough not to touch. A lonely island of sanity in a sea of interface fetishism.

But I’ve had enough. Every time I’m underestimated, boxed in, or asked to duct-tape magic onto confusion, I take one more step toward building my own company. A real one. One where cybersecurity is core, software is respected, and engineers aren’t treated like IKEA wrenches.

They don’t know what I see for the future. My horizon is too far for their browser to render.

And when I leave, it’ll be swift. Terminal open. Resignation typed.
Just to remind them one last time what a real professional looks like.

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Where Your Latte Comes with a Side of Surveillance

Welcome to the dystopian café experience you didn’t ask for. NeuroSpot, a company that clearly thought “Black Mirror” was a business plan, is now turning your local coffee shop into a full-blown surveillance lab. That’s right, AI is now tracking barista productivity, customer behavior, foot traffic, and even satisfaction. In real time.

Because nothing screams “cozy neighborhood café” like cameras watching how long you stare at the scone display.

☕ Your Local Café, Now a Digital Sweatshop

Let’s not sugarcoat this nonsense. This isn’t about “efficiency.” This is about squeezing every last drop of productivity out of human beings until they collapse from the pressure of robotic expectations. Your friendly barista? They’re now just another data point in a spreadsheet.

Did someone take 2 seconds too long to steam the milk? That's a red flag. Did they make eye contact with a customer but fail to flash the neuro-optimized fake smile? Strike two. Did they take a breath to avoid a panic attack mid-shift? Unacceptable performance metrics.

Welcome to the machine, sweetheart. We hope you enjoy your latte while a lifeless algorithm evaluates your emotional impact.

AI Is Now the Manager

That’s right. The system doesn’t just observe. It decides. Who gets the next shift? Who gets cut? Who’s worthy of existing in the capitalist hellscape of low-wage labor? The AI knows. And it doesn’t care that Jamal’s grandma died or that Becky was dealing with a panic attack during the lunch rush.

There is no empathy in ones and zeroes. Only quotas.

“Real-Time Satisfaction” = Emotional Surveillance

NeuroSpot proudly boasts that it can detect customer “satisfaction” in real time. You know what that means, right? It means we’ve crossed into full-on emotion surveillance. Smile wrong and the system will log it. Linger too long and you’ll be flagged.

Feeling anxious? Sad? Tired? That’s a downgrade to the café's performance index.

We are now asking workers to perform happiness on demand, under constant digital scrutiny, just to serve you a f**king Americano.

Ethics? That’s Cute

Why are we doing this? Why are we automating exploitation and calling it innovation?

Because it’s scalable. Because empathy isn’t profitable. Because human dignity has no place in a quarterly report.

This isn’t just unethical. It’s a war against the human spirit.

🔥 Burn the Roast, Not the Workers

We’re building coffee shops that look more like interrogation rooms. If we don’t stop this, there won’t be baristas in five years, just uniformed automatons begging for positive customer sentiment scores.

So next time you sip that overpriced cappuccino, ask yourself:
“Did a real person make this or did the algorithm let them?”

Then tip the barista.
And tell the AI to go f**k itself.

Source: Original linkedin Post

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Remember that guy who sold me the MikroTik router and thought changing the admin password made him some kind of off-brand CIA contractor? Yeah. Still haven’t called him back. Never will. I don’t need him. I needed revenge.

So, after nuking the router’s config like a war crime and spending hours resurrecting it from the grave I lovingly dug, I decided it was time to make it do something useful. Like tunneling all my traffic through a VPN so I can pretend I live in a functioning society.

First, I set up the L2TP VPN. It said “connected” which, in MikroTik terms, means “I shook hands with the VPN server once and now I think we’re best friends.” But meanwhile, my traffic was still walking around naked in front of the ISP. DNS still snitching. Nothing routed.

Turns out MikroTik will absolutely lie to your face. It’ll say “yes sir, default route is added” and then quietly keep letting your ISP peek through the curtains. So I had to rip out the ISP’s default route like a rotten tooth and staple the VPN route in its place. Manually. Angrily. Without mercy.

I even got to use the GUI, which felt like I was doing surgery with a spoon. Every checkbox I unchecked was an act of personal defiance. Every NAT rule I added was a middle finger to the guy who said “yeah I always change the admin password.”

Eventually, it worked. The internet bent the knee. My IP changed. My DNS stopped talking. My network became a fortress.

And that guy? He’s probably still out there. Still changing passwords like he’s guarding state secrets. Still thinking I’ll come crawling back.

I won’t.
He gave me a puzzle.
I turned it into a hostage situation.
And now the router works for me.

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Let me talk about something that’s been eating at me for a while.
A few years ago, I managed to buy a legit copy of a game. Not pirated. Paid real money. Jumped through all the hoops. VPN on, foreign payment gateway, fake address in a random European village. The whole hacker in the matrix experience, just to buy a game like a “normal” human being.
It worked. I was excited.
For exactly two days.
Then the account got flagged. Probably the VPN fingerprint. Or maybe they didn’t like my IP location. Or maybe they just woke up cranky that day. Poof. Access revoked. Game gone. No refund. No appeal. Just a polite corporate middle finger and a reminder that I violated the “terms of service.”
And that was the moment it clicked:
If buying a game doesn’t mean I own it, then pirating a game doesn’t mean I stole it.
Ownership in the Age of DRM and Sanctions
Here’s what owning a game used to mean:
You buy the CD or DVD.
You install it.
You play it.
You lend it to a friend if you feel generous.
You uninstall it when your hard drive runs out of space.
You reinstall it five years later for nostalgia.
Now? Here’s what it means:
You buy a license.
You don’t really own the game.
You access it through a platform that tracks everything you do.
If you’re in the wrong country, you’re already violating terms.
If the company changes their policy, you lose access.
If your account gets flagged, too bad.
In countries like mine, just accessing a basic digital service is a daily gamble. Steam is blocked. Epic Games is blocked. Xbox is blocked. Payment systems? Not even an option.
And yet we’re expected to “play fair” in a system rigged against us?
Why Piracy Feels Like Justice
Let me ask you this. If a publisher refuses to sell me the game, deletes my account if I find a workaround, and offers me no legal method to buy their product, and then gets angry when I download it elsewhere, what exactly did I steal?
They didn’t lose a sale.
They didn’t give me a chance to make a sale.
I’m not saying piracy is some noble act of rebellion, but calling it theft feels dishonest. Because when I pirate a game, I don’t take anything. I copy it. The original is still there. The company still has their version. It’s not like I broke into their office and ran off with a server.
This isn’t theft.
It’s duplication, because the system doesn’t give me access to participate any other way.
When Access Is a Privilege, Not a Right
Let’s be real. Most people who pirate aren’t evil masterminds with skull rings and underground bunkers. They’re kids who want to play a game they can’t afford. Or developers who want to learn. Or people in sanctioned countries like mine, where even a free trial requires bending space and time.
And no, we’re not all stealing from hardworking developers. I would love to give my money directly to devs. But I can’t. The industry has made sure of that. Between region locks, card bans, platform restrictions, and surveillance systems that block entire countries from accessing digital stores, we’ve been priced out of the ecosystem by design.
Streaming Services: The New Gatekeepers of Disappointment
And while we’re at it, let’s talk about streaming. Because it’s not just games that are broken. The TV and movie industry looked at piracy, said “We can fix this,” and then proceeded to give everyone a reason to go right back to torrenting.
Remember when Netflix had everything? One subscription, endless binging. It was beautiful. Now? Every studio wants its own throne. You want to watch The Mandalorian? That’s on Disney+. Craving some Ted Lasso? Hello, Apple TV+. Feeling nostalgic for Breaking Bad? Good luck figuring out which service has it this month.
We went from pirating because nothing was available to pirating because everything is scattered across 7 overpriced platforms.
Let’s be honest. Why would I pay the equivalent of half a month’s rent just to access 2–5 decent series per service? Is that value? Or is that just a corporate pickpocketing session with glossy thumbnails?
They want us to pay premium prices, get ads anyway, lose access whenever they feel like it, and pretend like it’s normal. Sorry, but that’s not a streaming service. That’s digital gaslighting.
So yes, streaming is failing. And piracy isn’t just back — it’s thriving. Because when legal options become ridiculous, inconvenient, or downright exploitative, people don’t disappear. They adapt.
How to Pirate, Hypothetically Speaking
For research purposes only, here’s how some people allegedly start their piracy journey.
Step 1: VPN
Because living in Iran means you can’t do anything online without a VPN. Proton or Mullvad are good choices.
And while we’re at it, WireGuard is the new kid on the block — it’s faster, leaner, and more secure than old-school VPN protocols. Most modern VPN providers support it.
Even if you live in a less censored country, a VPN is still about privacy you own — encrypting your traffic, stopping ISPs and corporations from tracking your every move, and keeping your digital life your business.
So yeah, VPNs aren’t just for bypassing blocks. They’re a digital shield for anyone who values privacy.
Step 2: Torrent Client
Install qBittorrent. It’s lightweight, clean, and has no ads. Unlike some others that install 14 toolbars and 3 viruses.
Step 3: Find Your Stuff
Hypothetically, people visit:
1337x.to for torrents
fitgirl-repacks.site for games
Libgen for books
r/Piracy on Reddit for guides, tips, and philosophical debates about whether pirating The Sims is a political act
Step 4: Common Sense Mode
Don’t run random .exe files unless you trust the source. Don’t pay for pirated content, that defeats the whole point. And seed only if you’re brave or know what you’re doing.
Final Thoughts
Look. I’m not saying piracy is perfect. Or even always defensible.
But I am saying this:
If I have no legal path to ownership, then don’t act like I committed a crime when I take the only path that exists.
In a world where buying means renting, and access is denied by invisible borders and billion dollar companies, piracy becomes more than just copying files.
It becomes a language.
A protest.
A workaround.
Sometimes, just plain survival.
Inspired by You Don't Own Your Games – Accursed Farms

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I bought fake AirPods. Not “budget” AirPods. Not “alternative” AirPods. Fake. The forbidden fruit of tech consumerism. I used them for six months. They played music. The battery lasted. Life went on. The mic? Not great. But guess what? Neither is the mic on my friend’s real AirPods that cost ten times more. So basically, we’re both shouting into overpriced plastic. Today, I casually mentioned my fake AirPods in a conversation. Instant silence. The type of silence people reserve for war crimes or pineapple on pizza. Then came the dramatic gasp. "Fake? Ew. Gross." Like I just licked a subway pole and said it was refreshing. Here’s the part I still don’t get. Why am I expected to pay ten times more for maybe five percent better audio and a case that blinks in a smug Apple-approved way? I don’t need status updates from my earbuds. I need sound. They deliver sound. Mission accomplished. But apparently, that’s not enough. Because we’ve reached a point in late-stage capitalism where your identity is defined not by your values or your actions but by whether the tiny gadget in your ear is officially blessed by a trillion-dollar corporation. Let’s talk about prestige. Not the movie. The illusion. The one where people think owning “the real thing” makes them more real. They treat logos like moral high ground. You bought the original? Amazing. Your character must be spotless. Your soul must be embossed in gold. What’s really funny is that both the real and the fake are often born in the same factory, assembled by the same underpaid workers who didn’t ask to be pawns in your weird flex war. The only difference is the sticker and your ego. Functionality should matter. Efficiency should matter. Making rational decisions with your money should matter. But no. We’d rather go bankrupt to feel superior for five minutes until the next upgrade drops and makes our precious prestige suddenly obsolete. So yes. I own fake AirPods. They work. I sleep fine. And if that bothers someone,
I promise the problem isn’t my earbuds. It’s their existential crisis.

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So, the brainiacs at the University of Southern California finally did it. They used one of IBM’s fancy 127-qubit quantum computers and solved a puzzle that would make your average classical computer cry itself to sleep. The headline? Quantum machines are exponentially faster. That means the speed difference doesn’t just grow a little, it explodes like your grandma’s cooking when she forgets the oven is on. They tackled something called Simon’s problem, which is basically a quantum nerd’s version of a Rubik’s Cube.
Spoiler alert: classical computers are stuck trying every combo like a hamster on a wheel, while quantum computers just wave their magic qubits and boom!!! done. And yes, this speedup is unconditional. No smoke and mirrors here. No "maybe if" or "probably when"  just straight up quantum supremacy dropping the mic. Of course, these quantum whizzes didn’t get here by accident. They had to fight off error after error with fancy new tricks to keep those qubits from flipping out. And unlike past claims that sometimes sounded like sci-fi, this is legit proof that quantum computers aren’t just a nerd fantasy anymore. Now, before you start tossing your ancient Windows PC out the window, keep in mind that this tech still has a long way to go before it can do your taxes, play your video games, or find that one file you lost last year. But hey, at least we know the future won’t be stuck running Excel macros forever. So while your Windows XP rig is still chugging along, quantum computers are already somewhere in 2040, laughing and solving problems you didn’t even know existed.

Source: Science Daily

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RAR files suck. Not just in a "mild inconvenience" kind of way, but in a "why are you still a thing" way. Let’s talk about it. First, ZIP files. They're simple, clean, and just work. On Linux, you run unzip and boom, you’re in. On Windows, you double-click and it opens like a folder. Even macOS plays along. No weird errors. No rituals. Just your files, ready to go. ZIP is the golden retriever of file formats. Loyal, easy-going, always there when you need it. You could probably unzip one on a microwave. Now TAR. Combine it with gzip or bzip2 or xz and you’ve got .tar.gz, .tar.bz2, .tar.xz. These are the Linux power tools. TAR keeps file permissions, symlinks, timestamps, everything. It’s made for real work. You want to back up a server? TAR. You want to send your buddy a meme folder? ZIP. You want to ruin your day and theirs? RAR. Here’s where it gets stupid. RAR is a proprietary format. It’s closed-source. That means if it breaks, you can’t fix it. You just sit there, helpless, while unrar spits out errors and disappointment. And on Linux? You often need the non-free version of unrar. Because apparently, freedom stops mattering once the file has a .rar at the end. It gets better. RAR isn’t natively supported anywhere. Not Windows. Not macOS. Definitely not Linux. You always have to install something extra. It's like the one guest who shows up at your house, eats your food, and then asks you to drive them home. And don’t even get me started on multi-part RAR files. .r00, .r01, .r02... What is this, a file or a math test? I just wanted one folder, not an episode of CSI: File Extraction. So let’s review: ZIP is fast, portable, and plays nice with everyone TAR is powerful, smart, and made for grown-ups RAR is annoying, old, and smells like cracked software from 2006
If you’re sending me RAR files, we’re not friends. Send a ZIP. Be a decent human being.

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Scattered Spider is now hijacking airlines and executive accounts using the most advanced hacking tool known to man: a phone call. That’s right. No malware, no exploits, no USBs taped under desks. Just a bored teenager with a LinkedIn tab open and a decent fake voice saying, “Hi, I’m the CFO, I forgot my MFA, help?” And the help desk, trained for exactly zero seconds in basic skepticism, says, “Of course, Mr. Executive, let me just hand you the keys to the kingdom.” The FBI has issued a warning, which is adorable, considering these companies still haven’t figured out that phone calls from strangers shouldn’t result in privileged access to internal networks. But sure, let’s pretend this is a new threat and not the same old con, just wearing a lanyard this time.

The attackers gather personal data like SSNs and birthdays from the vast ocean of already-leaked information, impersonate execs, and call support lines until someone caves. Once in, they surf through Azure, VMware, CyberArk and more, collecting sensitive data and occasionally sprinkling in some ransomware for flavor. The corporate response? Panic, blame the help desk, patch nothing, and keep buying overpriced closed-source security tools that light up like Christmas trees and stop absolutely nothing. This isn’t even hacking anymore. It’s theatre. It's cosplay. These companies are running billion-dollar infrastructures with the operational maturity of a school group project. Multi-factor authentication? Completely useless if Karen from Tier 1 IT will gladly reset it for the guy who sounds confident on the phone. And yet, they keep treating open-source solutions like they’re radioactive. God forbid anyone use transparent, auditable, community-reviewed software when you can just license another SaaS "zero trust" solution that your attacker can access with a convincing fake cough and a vague mention of being locked out of their Okta account. The moral of the story: your security isn’t a fortress, it’s a cardboard set. And Scattered Spider just blew it over by exhaling.

Source: The Hacker News – FBI Warns of Scattered Spider Attacks

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So I bought this MikroTik router from a guy who apparently thinks he works for the CIA. Because instead of, you know, giving me the admin credentials like a normal human being, he changed them. Without telling me. Like it's some sort of top-secret government-issued router and I'm just some civilian who should be grateful it even powers on. Naturally, I call him. Politely, of course. By politely I mean aggressively passive-aggressive with just the right sprinkle of “oh wow that’s super helpful of you.” He responds with a calm “yeah I always do that.” Oh okay. Cool. Love that for me. Eventually I manage to log in. Miraculously. I don’t even know how. Probably divine intervention or maybe the router just gave up and let me in out of pity. Once inside, I think hey, let’s clean things up. Tidy the config a bit. Just a quick refresh. Famous last words.

I proceeded to absolutely destroy everything. Firewall rules? Deleted. Bridges? Gone. DHCP server? Obliterated. Every single setting that made the router functional? I deleted like I was speedrunning a disaster. Then, because clearly I hate myself, I restarted it. Guess who can’t access it now. Guess who bricked their router without physically breaking it. Guess who still refuses to call the guy back out of sheer stubbornness and pride. That’s right. Me. Now I’m reading MikroTik documentation like I’m studying for the final boss fight. Watching tutorials by dudes with thick accents and dead eyes. Googling things like “how to un-destroy your MikroTik router because you got cocky and now it’s personal.” I didn’t choose the networking life. The networking life chose violence and dragged me into it.

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I was all set to travel to Canada for FSF40 to talk about software freedom, community resilience, and how Iranian techies are basically magicians for building anything under a digital iron curtain. My elevator pitch was ready, bags half-packed, heart full of hope. And then… Middle East happened

Iran and Israel decided to play "12 Days of Boom" — a festive little exchange of missiles, blackouts, and existential dread. Just to spice things up, someone hit the big red "shut down the internet" button over here, as if that would fix anything besides morale. Now the war seems "over" (whatever that means), and I’m stuck with one tiny, bureaucratic problem: how the hell do I convince a Canadian visa officer that I will come back to Iran? Because, you know, war-torn country + internet censorship + no freedom of movement + government run by religious elders who treat logic like a Western conspiracy = totally the kind of place people rush back to. I mean, who wouldn’t want to return to a homeland where your online activity is monitored more closely than a Tinder chat with Mossad, and your passport is basically a colorful piece of nope at every border? But sure, let me go explain that to the embassy. "Yes sir, I solemnly swear I will return to my blessed theocracy where software freedom means using 15-year-old Linux distros because GitHub is sanctioned." What could go wrong?

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Iranian hackers just wrapped up a two-year all-inclusive stay inside a Middle Eastern critical infrastructure network—brought to you by unpatched VPNs, open-source malware, and sheer audacity. From May 2023 to Feb 2025, our guests of honor (aka Lemon Sandstorm, formerly known as Pioneer Kitten—seriously, pick a name) waltzed in via old Fortinet/Pulse bugs, dropped web shells like confetti, and got comfy with a whole buffet of open-source backdoors: Havoc, MeshCentral, SystemBC, and friends. Yes, Havoc runs in-memory BOFs, pivots like a ballerina, and even registers itself with the C2 like a loyal intern. Built with love in C++ and Go—truly FOSS at its most weaponized.

Victim tried to kick them out in Dec '24. Hackers responded like: "lol ok" and came back through ZKTeco bugs and good ol' spear phishing. Moral of the story? Patch your VPNs, audit your FOSS stack, and maybe don’t use GitHub Gists as a C2 endpoint. Or do. Apparently, it works great.

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Hey, world. Delta here. So… we’re in the middle of what feels like digital trench warfare in Iran. For ages, I wanted to start a blog — but let’s be real, procrastination is my default runtime. Today, I finally rage-quit the excuses and booted up Delta Libre — a space where I can speak freely, post recklessly, and hopefully not get firewalled into oblivion. If you’re a fellow blogger or digital freedom fighter, let’s connect and build something that even censorship can't grep.

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python just sucks, thats it.

Let me get one thing straight: I don’t dislike Python because it’s a bad language. I dislike Python because it tricked me. It pretended to be my friend. At first, it was all sunshine and print("Hello, world!"). Indentation felt elegant. Lists were easy. No curly braces? Cute! Until I blinked wrong and the whole thing crashed because I mixed tabs and spaces like some kind of syntax war criminal. But still, I endure. Why? Because I work for a company where speed means "deploy it by lunch," not "let’s optimize this loop." They don’t care if my algorithm runs in O(n) or O(n²)—as long as it runs, looks clean, and gets pushed to Git before the coffee cools. Do I want to use Rust? Absolutely. Would I love to refactor everything in Go, just for the thrill of static typing? You bet. But here I am. Writing Python. Every. Single. Day. Like some sort of duct-tape engineer in a startup spaceship held together by pandas, Flask, and broken dreams. Want to build a robust backend? Python. Need to scrape 8 million pages in under 5 minutes? Python. Want to cause a memory leak using just a bad import? Python’s got your back. And don’t get me started on package management. One day it’s pip, the next it’s pipx, then suddenly you’re inside a virtual environment so deep you forget what system you’re even on. “Works on my machine” has never felt more personal. So yes, I hate Python. But it pays the bills. It lets me deliver fast, fake it 'til I make it, and it doesn’t yell at me for not declaring types—because, let’s face it, Python is that chill coworker who doesn’t care what you wear to meetings as long as the report is done. In conclusion: I don’t choose Python. Python chooses me. And like Stockholm Syndrome, I’ve stopped resisting.

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