"FWLS36" - читать интересную книгу автора (A Future We'd Like to See)

"There are three kinds of people on the net. Old farts like
me that know what they're doing, that get things done. Then you
have the two classes of new users. Newbies are people who don't
know what they're doing, and know that. They ask for help.
They're polite. Lamers are people who don't know what they're
doing, and ACT like they're big tough bad guys. They boast and
talk big and do very, very little. And they're outnumbering the
rest of us."

"Which group do I rank in?"

"You're a newbie, as far as I can tell. You don't even
pretend you know what you're doing. You actually ask for help.
This is a good thing. Me, I'm new school. New tech, something
I've cooked up. I was a lamer once, tagging along after this
immature little jerk of a hacker named Zipcode..."

"I take it you didn't like him?"

"Huh? Hell no, he was one of the weirdest, coolest guys I
ever knew. He was just an immature little jerk. There is a
difference, you know. Anyway, I was old school once... running
around the net, talking big... I saw stuff."

"Stuff?"

"Nasty stuff. Things nobody wants to see. Demons and the
like... I got out, gave it up, went back to school and blamed it
all on the few drugs I was taking at the time."

Gosub got up, and brushed some wires off his huge work desk,
looking for something. "I founded new school, but I'm keeping it
a private institution for now. I don't want my secrets hitting
the streets until I've made enough to retire on them. You're
gonna keep my technological wonder to yourself, right? We can
have you killed, you know."

"You can?" I gulped. Yeah, should have used my deodorant
today.

"Well, no. But the bluff itself is nasty enough to keep
potential trouble away. Alright, Random, you wanted the best,
the hottest, nastiest technology known to man... here it is."

Gosub took an odd plastic cartridge off the table, affixing
some leads to it. He stuck it on a plastic box of the same
color, and hooked a makeshift keyboard into it. "Brace
yourself," he warned. He turned it on.