My name is clux, and I’m a pirate.
“Yarr, clux!”
yarr..
I started downloading in my teenage years on napster as a result of peer2peer pressure, but later I moved on to more powerful stuff like direct connect and bittorrent. I felt like all the information of the world was ready to infuse with my brain on mouseclick demand. Generations’ worth of music was ready to play after a little loading; I told myself I would just duplicate those files a little more before I went to bed. I only had a small circle of likeminded users to call my friends, and my social ineptitude only aggravated my addiction. Little did I know I was trapped in a downward spiral; a gateway to death metal.
My bitstream IV is clocking in at hundreds of Gigabits a day, and still increasing, but nowadays people look down upon us. “Why would you autodownload everything via a feed” they’d say. They could not understand. The ease. The efficiency. It’s simply too great.
Then we have the filecatchers; the most soulless of the lawyers. Always looking for us delinquents, monitoring the activity on major torrents, forcing us to move underground; to less stable releases. Monsters, they are, other releases are encoded by newbs and does not conform to the strict regulations of scene releases. They know what they are doing. They want us to stop using. Try our free program they’d say, tis just like bittorrent. But then you have to pay to download unless you want lots of ads or Beyonce. I’m a student! Do you want me to sell my body for music! I had a friend who did that, but he said he got DRM from some guy who wasn’t protected. I don’t want to end up like that.
For the last couple of years I have been using ip blacklisters while delusionally believing things would remain the same, but they are clearly not. I have a disease. And until I admit I am powerless to this disease and place my faith in a higher power, I am going to continue to alienate those around me.
Even if they aren’t the sharpest people.
Thank you.
