Cyberspace, as it has been labeled by US Militant leadership, is doing well and spreading all over the world. Drones are launched on to the skies to reach out territories where no cables are no-one to erect towers either. Brazilians launched even a satellite just a while ago, on the geostationary orbit, so that gigabytes after gigabytes can reach who Brazil well over Atlantic and everywhere what happens lie under the fake moon looming on the sky high up.
At the same time big ideological changes are occurring in the way people treat each other, how they are treated by the “state” (let it be deep or not so deep) and indeed about what is the role of the human in the production cycle, as a person, individual, source of thought. Cybernetic power has established herself into the cyberspace, by establishing structures of obedience towards self-service, password management and, at last, ever-growing threat of viruses, diseases and even catastrophic loss of everything. Now, this makes people to seek shelter, under the umbrella of emerging cyber powers.
However, the face of tyranny in cyberspace is still unpolished and immature. Like a young girl it still has the potential to grow either way. But, as achieved already teenager years, it is growing violent, trying her limits and also sometimes seems to be exploring herself in a way that she wont really yet understand herself. And, what is worse, she has no idea of the world outside of her innocent mind.
This is perhaps as accurate as it goes when one considers the face of power in cyberspace as it is today. And this horny young girl, teeny as she is, does not have parents. Barely anyone is guiding her to grow out and behave. But people are so eager, well mostly, about the pretty faces of power, captivated about her beauty and pretty eyes. She smile and smooth, even dance-like movement, makes everyone just sit hours after hours hands on their keyboards, in offices, homes, cafes and military camps. She truly has her peace-ensuring character, as people unite around databases, wonders of pixels and invisible networks. Free Word and Excel, like the gift from the heaven, has suddenly landed on to the surface of earth. This is too much to be true! Suddenly everything is easy, all tyrannies are gone, as there are free email, low latency networks available for all — and we all have the freedom to do what we want! There is no danger of this pretty girl to grow despotic and bad as long as there is freedom of movement and free pron.
But, as people tend not to, they won’t see the truth. They won’t see the advance of time, which they think is bound to the atoms, which they think is stable and absolute. And they are so in love with that pretty face of the girl that they think that she must be good. They are so in love with the pretty faces of truth, that they are ready to get rid of anyone who says otherwise. Witches find themselves soon burning alive across Europe. Who dare not to love that pretty girl! He must go! It has happened before, and it will happen again.
Let that girl grow up and people will see. Soon she will grow old and nasty. Like a pretty butterfly it will turn herself into a black widow. Cast wings off and grow in size. Suddenly there is no more fun as she turns out her next phase.
Make no mistake, the beauty of the teeny girl is soon gone. Already she is fighting on the streets and quarreling like never before. But, no worries, there will be more to come. Let her grow out, cast her wings off and go out.