Friday, May 23, 2008
So /b/ has finally turned 4chan into a repetitive, lame joke.
After watching this I'm almost ashamed of coming here. They really did hit the nail on the head as far as /b/'s lame attempts at humor go. Also this officially, finally removes any notion 4chan may have ever had about being a secret website that only gets new people when they raid places.
Then 4chan was teh mainstream.
No, anon, The vast majority of people do not seek out the assholes of the internet.
4chan might be known to people that fuck around online all fucking day long like we do, but your average person has no fucking idea what 4chan is and doesn't want to know.
Shit, I only came here when some asshole on myspace linked to the site with pictures of Goatse and Tubgirl.
I thought it was too awesome to not check it out.
What is Orthorexia:
It’s great to eat healthy food, and most of us could benefit by paying a little more attention to what we eat. However, some people have the opposite problem: they take the concept of healthy eating to such an extreme that it becomes an obsession. I call this state of mind orthorexia nervosa: literally, "fixation on righteous eating."
Vegetarians fucking suck, that is my point of view and conclusion, based on personal observations. who does not hate the goddamn annoying fucker when you are having a barbecue, that goes all "Oh, please no meat for me, it is murder!", just as you are grilling the mother of all T-Bone steaks with the most juicy dripping sauce that even god could not have made better. drags everyone fucking down. I love murdering animals. animals are made for murdering by us, for we are the pinnacle of life on this fucking planet. we are beautiful, well-shaped, smart, erotic hunters that are not afraid of plunging into battle with the enemy to reap the reward of a penetration of our tastebuds by juicy meat.
I have never met a happy vegetarian. even worse than them, are fucking vegans. "I dont eat anything but broccoli, because I dont want anyone to be harmed, and so should you!!!" (which is the exact definition of righteous eating btw. you promote your fucking shit, and go fucking bonkers once someone does not follow your regime).
yeah right! and you have to take a trillion of health supplements coated in cooked animal hides while we enjoy the lustful endeavours of the flesh! the juicy fulfillment of dripping meat! the orgasmic satisfaction of it penetrating your mouth and you chewing down it's dripping saucy ejaculate!
vegetarians dont even taste good, I speak from experience. eat meat like every good man, you dumbasses!
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Saturday, May 10, 2008
You haven't done anything in life. When you die, no one will miss you. The world wont care. No one would care. You can't do something as easy and simple as finding a proper mate. You are too afraid of rejection and of failure. You are afraid of being in the shadow of the Earth. You are too afraid of success and glory. You are of afraid of being in the spotlight.
Your fears are overwhelming and they hold you down. You cannot progress and move forward. You can only hope and dream. Your ambitions are strong but you are not. You await the day that brings danger and doom, because only then do you expect to be reborn. Only then do you expect to rise as more than a robotic bag of flesh. Nothing interesting ever happens to you and you couldn't be successful even if you tried. You do not try. You do not work. No action is taken. Instead, you choose to mope on the internet. 4chan is especially guilty.
"That will certainly fix everything. These people will help me."
"See, I'm not alone!"
"Maybe my life isn't so bad."
You choose to conform with this insignificant concept. You live by rules that obstruct any further progression. You are afraid and weak. You have not seen everything but you have seen enough. It is pathetic and sad really. So much time is available and so much can be done yet you choose to continue to exist like an animal. There is no balance in your life. You are trapped within yourself. No freedom, no strength, no determination, no desire, and no diversity.
Friday, May 9, 2008
Anonymous Soldiers are we, without uniform
And around us fear and the shadow of death
We have all been drafted for life.
Only death will discharge us from our ranks,
On red days of riots and blood
In the dark nights of despair
In towns and villages shall we raise our banner
On which are inscribed defense and conquest
We were not drafted by the whip, like a mob of slaves
To shed our blood in foreign lands
Our will is to be forever free
Our dream - to die for our country
From all directions, tens of thousands of obstacles
Cruel fate has placed on out path
But enemies, spies and prison houses
Will never be able to stop us
The people exponential
Come Goliath downfall
One man. One mouth
One Fucking Keyboard.
And if we fall in the streets and homes
We will be buried silently in the night
Thousands of others will fill our places
To protect and defend forever
With the tears of bereaved mothers
And the blood of pure babies
Like mortar shall we put together the cadaver building blocks
The edifice of the homeland shall we raise
Thursday, May 8, 2008
CNN's John Roberts interviews Scientologist Tommy Davis on CNN, 5-7-08. LULZ at the talking head blaming Anonymous for fake acts.
Monday, May 5, 2008
As much as the Chanologists are newbs and don't reflect the true anon very well, it is good to see Scientology getting backed into a corner.
That video, just like the others, did not mention 4chan. Only the ones actually interested in Chanology will even find out that they talk in a place known as "/b/". Once they find out about /b/, 80% will be repulsed, and the ones that aren't will have no reason to leave. We're in about as much danger as /c/.
When more people are aware of the scandal that is going on, Scientology will soon decline.
Sunday, May 4, 2008
Saturday, April 26, 2008
I Can Has Cheezburger has become the eBaums of Caturday.
Once again, greedy dot-commers make a goddamn fortune off of taking and hosting other people's content that they don't even have to pay for or have rights to, complete with a fagtacular Eric Bauman style watermark. Thanks a lot you Starbucks guzzling dick polishers, like I fucking needed to know where these images actually came from.
It's this kind of shit that makes me really fucking angry. Let's see here, not only are they taking content they don't own and rebranding it regardless of whether or not it was actually public domain, harvesting and hosting it for a profit even though they didn't make a single lick of it, and now they're TAKING CREDIT FOR THE WHOLE FUCKING IDEA. It's sad, but one of the people commenting has a good point; These days, with all these money grubbing Eric Bauman wannabes and work shy dot-commers looking for a quick buck, you absolutely have to keep track of everything you make.
Will we one day have to declare that original works posted on our image boards are subject to a collective license to protect our 'memes' from becoming someone else's million dollar products? Maybe an Anonymous Content Protection group? After seeing some of my shit hustled around the web to sites like eBaums, I began considering digital watermarking so if any of these assholes got class actioned I'd have proof for my case. Sadly even that's in vain, because Anonymous doesn't have the balls or the capital to take someone like Huh or Bauman to court and win. (The flip side to the, "That's capitalism, protect your shit or go home broke," argument. Protecting your intellectual property is an extremely costly affair, and when someone's making loads off of public domain works you made while you barely have a five figure income, how are you supposed to lawyer up against them?)
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
I am the very model of an internet anonymous,
I regurgitate old jokes and spew forth stupid memes voluminous.
The chans provide me with a place were I feel false fraternity,
But all it does is cripple me, a virgin for eternity.
Your hours I will fritter with my whining and my sniveling,
And you're the one who pays for it, responding to my driveling.
My life's a mess and have no friends, yet still I am superior,
To challenge this belief will leave you nothing but the wearier.
I dwell in basements fantasizing sexual acts quite devious,
I download porn and fap to men and women nigh androgynous.
My learning is extensive but consists of mindless trivia,
Designed to fan my ego, which is larger than Bolivia.
The comments that I vomit forth, disguised as jest and drollery,
Are really just an exercise in unremitting trollery.
I say I'm plain and simple, but that's merely lies and vanity,
The gibberings of one who's at the limits of his sanity.
If only I could get a life, as many people tell me to;
If only IRL you knew, an asylum you would send me to;
If I were good at writing shit this might have better syllables;
If I could I would replace these lines with something more comfortable;
If I survive to twenty, which is somewhat problematical;
If what I post was more mature, or slightly more grammatical;
If I could learn to spell a bit, and maybe even punctuate;
Would I still be effective in my trolling with my faceless bait?
To stick me in Old Sparky and turn on the electricity
Would be a fitting punishment for all my plain stupidity.
But still I post the ancient jokes and spout the memes voluminous,
For I'm the very model of an internet anonymous.
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Rabble News has some interesting words to say about Project Chanology.
Regardless of what one might think of their cause, Anonymous will go down in Internet history as one of the first activist campaigns to successfully use web video to generate a ripple in the consciousness of the digerati, mobilizing hundreds of new activists.
For the first time in its existence, the Church of Scientology has met a formidable PR challenge that cannot be easily squashed in the courts. It will be interesting to watch, here from the sidelines, what happens next.
Interesting take. Don't let up.
Friday, April 18, 2008
Copy of letter:
Many say the email just gets bounced by spam filters. You may want to modify, or write your own email (feel free to use this as a template though!).
-Best wishes, TFoot
You may also be interested to know that the Scientology Office of Special Affairs (their secret police, ya go figure, what sort of religion has a secret police force) has been gloating about this:
Claiming that Mark Bunker represent 'hate speech'. The interesting irony is the Scientologist account has the motto
'WE ARE OSA. WE ARE LITIGIOUS! EXPECT US!'
If they seriously think that they can abolish free speech by branding anything critical of them as 'hate speech', they are sorely mistaken.
The above was written on the evening of Apr 17 2008 (Yesterday). Today the this account (torymagoo69) has been suspended. I assume this is merely the prelude to xenutv1 getting reinstated.
I DLed their video and took screenshots of their account. They will have their asses handed to them over this.
Its arguable where this should be emailed to.
I write to complain about the suspension of the account of Xenutv1. This account did not violate any copyright or contain any offensive material. This appears to be a barely concealed effort by Scientology to censor their critics by an abuse of the flagging system. Indeed it is difficult to contrive that this action could have been taken by anyone other than a Scientology 'moderator', or one coerced by Scientology.
I sincerely hope that you will see fit to reinstate this account, as the presence of an Emmy Award winning journalists such as Mark Bunker (Xenutv1) significantly increase the color and depth of the Youtube experience.
It would also show a distinct lack of character for Youtube to not stand up for the free speech of the 'little man' given that the core of the Youtube's business model is that media is provided by the free speech of the 'little man'.
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Friday, April 11, 2008
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Nowdays I have a small social circle. My proper friends all went away to uni, they come back occasionally and I see them. Otherwise Im left with a couple of stoners who aren't particualr fun so I choose to avoid them when possible.
But the thing is, say a friend who is at uni comes up it's just the same thing every time. We go to my room, talk about what each other has been doing. Usally nothing interesting comes up. Discuss some other shit. Then it get's awkward, I just want to get back on the computer and browse /b/ or something, but they're still in my room so I cant. I mean, whats the fucking point. Unless my friends offer me something that I cannot do by myself then why bother having them come over. The conversations are never stimulating. I have yet to meet someone who is like me and have conversations about the kind of stuff I am into. I might be invinting one over to have a few quiet drinks with later this week, dunno why, I would rather have them by myself, but something is nagging at me to let him come over. Back in the day it was all fun and games, now it's just disscussion and possibly drinks. Nothing fun, anymore.
Monday, April 7, 2008
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Saturday, April 5, 2008
Chris Landers, the writer of this piece at City Paper Online as definitely lurked moar. Included are some interviews with someone ideological newfags:
Across the street, a man in a green eyeless mask says his name is "David." He traveled "many hours" to be here and is staying in a hotel. He puts it this way: "Am I here for the lulz? Oh, fuck yeah. Without /b/, you don't get the spectacle, and without the spectacle, nobody cares. These poor guys, Arnie [Lerma] and Mark Bunker and those guys, they've been doing it for years, but without the spectacle, nobody pays attention. You wouldn't have any fun. That's what /b/'s brought--it's brought some youth, it's brought some energy."
It's amazing to read an article about Chanology that 1) Understands Anonymous and 2) Brings something interesting to the table.
Friday, April 4, 2008
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Takes the whole fun out of pranks if you can be sure that everything funny or weird you see on this day of pink that it's just a holiday sanctioned cute joke. Some news are easily recognizable hoaxes (like the thing with the ipod video player), others are less clear, but it doesn't matter. Everyone will doubt it anyway. The whole day everyone walks around with their hands covering their ears. You know what would be a good prank, if the shit going down at http://www.newgrounds.com/ was not a joke. If they saved it for April 1st, but then never went back to normal. People would be confused for weeks.
I suppose the RickRolling at youtube.com amuses me slighty, but it also annoys me. Is 4chan the only source of humorous original content on the internet? Or is referencing it show some sort of internet cred?
Scott at VGCats at least used the day to deliver a stinging burn to everyone's favorite webcomic idiot:
Monday, March 31, 2008
According to Wired.com, members of Anonymous hacked the forums of the Epilepsy Foundation to display a flashing gif which triggered several seizures among the website's users. However, according to the administrator of 7chan, this was in fact perpetrated by Scientologists looking to smear the good "name" of Anonymous (lolwut?).
ATTENTION: Newcomers from Wired, Digg, Engadget, Slashdot, etc. by OverlordXenu - 3/29/08 @ 7:46PM PDT#
Hello, and welcome to our treehouse.
I would just like to discuss this nasty business about a terrible raid on a forum for the poor people who suffer from epilepsy. What happened there was terrible, and we feel deeply sorry for those affected.
Users of this site did not actually attack those individuals. The Church of Scientology posted numerous threads across many *chan sites, and then informed people that Anonymous had been attacking victims of epilepsy. They did this under their "fair game" policy, to ruin the public opinion of Anonymous, to lessen the effect of their lawful protests against their virulent organization.
I must say, it is disgusting that the CoS is willing to drag innocent people down with them, in an attempt to save themselves. How could anyone be a willing participant in their terrible organization?
Sadly, none of our staff were online at the time of the thread's posting, so we were unable to take it down.
We are truly and deeply sorry for what happened to these innocent people,
Thank you for your time spent reading this apology,
The Administration and Staff of 7chan.org
Feel free to email us at the above address or address us on our IRC server, and we will be happy to address any of your concerns regarding this terrible incident.
I lurk moar constantly and did not hear about this "raid" being organized. Even if Scientology is not at fault, a few hackers cannot claim they are acting as Anonymous, that is not the nature of the beast. "Anonymous", if it can be said to mean something, refers to the swarming hoard of nameless internet users, it cannot be applied to the actions of a single prankster. That's just an individual farting in the wind, acting anonymously, lower case 'a'.
Friday, March 28, 2008
A fellow Anon has been unmasked and targetted by Scientology and is telling his story online. I am reproducing it here to help spread it. I am not sure if it's real. I suspect it is a work of humor, a parody of the typical newfag. It's a long read but worth it for the amusement or for the cautionary tale, either way. Be careful out there if you don't want your Mudkipz poisoned.
My name is Gareth Cales. My online alias within Anonymous is “Ath,” and sometimes “David Mudkip.” Previously, other organizers and some press knew me by the name Ryan. I no longer have any reason to conceal my identity, and this is my story.
About a day after the anonymous video came out in January, “Message to Scientology,” I saw it on drudgereport.com. It had been mirrored on breitbart.tv and Drudge had linked to it. I was immediately interested, as over the years I had heard about Scientology. There were just a few weird things here and there. In this case, an eery sounding video led me to want to find out more. I Googled Anonymous and was surprised at the number of sites that came up.
Somehow I found myself in the “Project Chanology” Wiki page. This was towards the end of the denial of service Civil Disobedience, and so I found myself looking at more appealing options like “IRL Raids (protests).” I went on to the IRC server at the time and found myself in #xenu. There were a number of people consistently talking about the project and I watched as a number of people used their personal computers, without the use of botnets, to use acts of Civil Disobedience to raise awareness of the problem with Scientology. At no point did I ever take part.
At one point I was asked to assist with some press related things. This set off a relationship with several other Anonymous who were helping look after other regions. I discovered that Southern California did not have an adequate “IRL Raid” being planned, so I decided to help work on it. We created an irc channel, #socal, and recruited Southern California folks in to it from other IRC channels. We set up a SoCal wiki page with contact information so an e-mail list could be generated. A Myspace info page was set up as well as two Facebook groups to recruit people. Ultimately we had a couple hundred emails on the list. Another Anonymous, Rorschach, who has been a long time channer and veteran Encyclopedia Dramatica member, had also been on another list. We merged the two together.
SoCal posted on boards, had people out fliering, and recruited from other IRC channels as the movement began to swell. February 10th was set as our protest date to coincide with the others, and we made calls to find out about permits and such. Somewhere in here I was put in touch with Tory Christman, ex-Scientologist and former-OSA handler/operative, who indicated she would attend our demonstration. We ensured that we needed no permits, and much progress was made towards a successful demonstration. We held IRC meetings and generated great interest. Multiple calls to the police from several sources confirmed that we did not need to obtain permits for our demonstration.
On February 3rd we did a scouting run, where Rorschach, myself, Tory Christman, and three other individuals walked around the church's compound. Prior to going to the compound, we met at Starbucks, where an OSA operative was present. They have a very distinct look and she was very obvious about eavesdropping on us. We had no masks, just beanie caps and shades mostly, and we were followed while on Sunset Blvd and L. Ron Hubbard Way. As far as we could tell we were not followed away from the compound, but we couldn't be sure. Low-quality video of this scouting is available on Youtube.
I did some fliering with a friend on February 7th in downtown San Diego.
I did a KROQ interview on February 8th, 2008, and was in the LA Times: “... a caller who identified himself as a spokesman for the group Anonymous told a Times reporter that the group was not to blame.” This quote was in regards to a powder scare that had taken place in the weeks leading up to February 10th’s protests. To this day, no Anonymous has ever taken credit (don't forget, an anon will always take credit for what [s]he does as it is part of our culture) and so I firmly believe we were not involved. In the past, the Church has attacked itself to discredit critics, so I wouldn’t rule out that possibility.
By this time all Internet-based civil disobedience was at a close. I am sure some nefarious faxing and calling continued, but that was out of my domain, and out of my sight.
On February 9th, I drove up to Los Angeles with the friend from February 7th and stayed at Rorschach's house. We ate at a restaurant near his home and made good conversation with the bartender. We chatted Online with people and received a number of calls to the “Partyvan” disposable phone that Rorschach had set up. Everyone was in good spirits. On Sunday morning, myself and my friend woke up early and went to Breakfast down the street. We then came home and got dressed for the demonstration.
Rorschach proceeded to the Starbucks in the mall at Hollywood and Highland, and assisted those Anonymous in descending to the demonstration site. My friend and I went searching for Guy Fawkes masks but were unsuccessful. Fortunately, two masks were available to us when we arrived at the protest site. I know for a fact that between those first 30 seconds on which I had no mask, and the February 3rd scouting, they got my picture a number of times.
At the February 10th protest there was an “Ice” van set up for a company that does not exist. Information about this van can be found on Youtube. We are not sure who was operating the van, but its presence with tinted windows (and obvious purpose) was disturbing. There was enormous coverage of our event posted on Youtube, including articles in many publications. The pictures for a front-page article in Radar magazine were taken in Los Angeles on 2/10. David Sarno of the LA Times wrote an outstanding article, which made the front of the Entertainment section, that was based partly on the 2/10 demonstration.
There was very little visible handling at the Hollywood 2/10 raid. There were a lot of OSA operatives recording protesters and attempting to catch faces. We proceeded from Sunset and LRH Way to three locations on Hollywood Blvd., making sure our message got out there extensively. The only incident of violence that occurred was perpetrated by a Scientology supporter. The Youtube videos8 have the best coverage of this. The authorities were very cooperative through this whole process, and it is worth mentioning that the church hired no off-duty law enforcement (though they did have private security).
After the protest, Anonymous' coverage in the media grew extensively. I answered a number of commentary requests from the media as did other SoCal anonymous members. On February 16th, the evening before my 22nd birthday, I met with Graham Berry for the first time. We discussed potential courses of action. The same evening, an open party was hosted at which about 20-25 Anonymous members attended, as well as Tory Christman and Graham Berry. This was a masks off situation, and to this day I believe that no one who was openly in our group was a plant. There may have been a private investigator tailing people, but not openly. It was at this dinner that I met a number of fellow Anonymous without their masks for the first time, and to this day I am glad that we made that connection as it has built some lasting friendships.
On February 27th, a website called Exscientologykids.com went live, administered by Kendra Wiseman, Jenna Miscavige Hill and Astra Woodcraft. I was touched by Kendra's personal story. Socal Anonymous had a demonstration planned for March 1st outside of a Citizens Commission on Human Rights (CCHR) awards dinner. CCHR is a known front group funded by Scientology, and their name is misleading as to their real purpose: ruining honest Psychiatrists. It says as much right on their website.
Kendra Wiseman's father is the president of CCHR USA, so I made a sign that was specifically for him, to highlight the church's policy of Disconnection: “Bruce Wiseman, why won't you be there to walk Kendra down the aisle? Exscientologykids.com” Disconnection is the church's policy by which anyone who leaves Scientology publicly is forcefully cut off from their family and friends.
During the 3/1 protest, at which we had about 30 people and to which I brought an Anonymous by the alias “NigraJustice”, we identified a black SUV across the street from the Hyatt at which we were protesting. The Hyatt Century Plaza hotel on Avenue of the Stars was our protest location. Upon approaching this SUV with another anon with a camera, and one additional protester, the SUV drove off. The gentlemen put their suit jackets in the windows, rolled the windows up, put their cameras back in the car, and screeched out of the drop-off area. The police in charge of this jurisdiction were exemplary in every way and deserve to be commended.
Sometime around March 11th, Scientology posted a video labeling Anonymous a terrorist group, and blaming them for every single act of vandalism that had been allegedly perpetrated over the last two months. Around this same time they also filed for an injunction in Clearwater against Anonymous protesters. This injunction attempt failed twice, ultimately resulting in a successful 3/15 protest in Clearwater. They went so far as to make up easily verifiable incidents, such as the egging of a Boston church. Calls to the Boston PD indicate no such complaint was ever called in. This lack of credibility coupled with their previous lies over the last 60 years makes it a simply matter to acknowledge that most of their claims are either fabricated, or self-inflicted.
The evening of Tuesday March 11th, Scientology held a “Confidential OSA Briefing.” Operatives on the inside leaked the occurrence of this meeting in several cities, including New York City, Boston and Los Angeles. We sent 15 people to welcome the gathering Scientologists. Rorschach was somewhat rude to the security detail, but all accounts indicate he was just rude and not threatening. Video allegedly exists that corroborates that account.
On March 12th I went to work from 3AM – 5AM for some unusual maintenance, and proceeded directly to Los Angeles afterwards. I parked about 2 blocks away from Rorschach's house and proceeded to take a nap for about 4 hours. I woke up at 11:30 or so and began planning my afternoon. I moved my car to the curb directly across the street from Rorschach's and parked it at about Noon.
When I left at 1:30, I noticed very obviously that the two middle air conditioning vents had been tilted all the way up. This is not something that I, or anyone I have spoken to, will do. Generally people just turn the A/C off. I thought I might be a tad paranoid until later.
That same day I was speaking to the class of someone who I knew only as Blvdnights. I was scheduled to speak to his class at the Art Institute of California, Los Angeles. Tory Christman joined me and we had a great meeting with the students, all of whom were very interested in what we had to say. I posted some fliers in their cafeteria area and headed down to the Farmer's market around Fairfax and 3rd. I distributed fliers with Blvdnights and another Anonymous, as well as Tory.
Thursday evening, March 13th, three videos went online identifying Southern California members of Anonymous. The three people who were publicly identified were Rorschach, Blvdnights, and Nigrajustice. All three are mentioned above, so I had close personal contact with these individuals. This was my first indication that I was likely no longer safe. Rorschach was identified as “Sean Carasov.” Blvdnights was identified as “Ryan Benno.” Nigrajustice was also identified but I am leaving his name out. The following day two Anonymous from Clearwater were also named, but I do not have contact
with those individuals.
On Friday the 14th, I spoke with Rorschach sometime after lunch and immediately noticed he sounded markedly out-of-sorts. I asked if everything was okay and he gave me a very choked-up and somewhat irate account of having woken to go into his yard to find and feed the feral cats that he cares for. He told me that he had found a pool of vomited blood and unidentified matter that looked like tissue - rather than chewed food - next to the dish for his cat Mudkips. He immediately suspected foul play since the food smelled like ammonia. This happened the morning after he was publically identified by
Scientology on numerous sites. They have a well documented history of animal and pet abuse used to send critics a "message.” Sean lives around the corner from a Co$ 'Mission,’ making handling a simple matter.
I later advised Sean that since Mudkips had not returned and he sounded stressed out and angry, he should not come to the demonstration on Saturday, as the Church would no doubt attempt to provoke him. He reluctantly agreed that his distress could cause a scene if they were to bait him. Friday evening after work, I drove up to Hollywood and picked up another anon who goes by the alias Cora. We went to a dinner with several other anon, a documentary crew and a magazine writer. It was great to meet with everyone and served as a final meal under the premise of normality.
After dinner, I stayed at Cora's apartment. The following morning we departed for the demonstration. The demonstration was already underway when we arrived. A giant television screen had been set up to face the public, and they had a whole display up. The church might have even had a few dozen people, possibly a hundred at most at any one time. There was a 10 foot white tarp up around the entire compound blocking view, which had been there since Tuesday or Wednesday. There were speakers that, any time a chant would start, the church would crank way up to try and overwhelm our noise. Sadly for them, 600 people are hard to block out.
Anonymous spoke with Fox11, NBC4, and a Spanish speaking Anon spoke with Telemundo. We also gave comments to the LA Times, LA Weekly and the aforementioned magazine writer. At first, the sidewalk on Scientology's side was blocked off. The off-duty, Scientology paid cops were also not allowing people over there. After the true, on-duty police arrived we were permitted to stand over there.
Numerous fliers and pamphlets were passed out to passing drivers, and everyone was in a very good mood, despite the fact that L. Ron Hubbard Way's sidewalks were illegally closed to us. At some point, a private investigator or OSA agent with a gun was spotted, called out with a massive sign, and taken aside by some police. He apparently produced a permit, but my understanding is that he should do a better job of concealing it. He caused undue stress by having it visible.
Around 1:00 I stated to Sergeant Guillary that we would be taking about 20 people to the south side of the compound. About 50 people ended up walking down that road with the Subway restaurant on the corner. Once on Fountain, we walked over to LRH Way and lined up on the curb, such that the sidewalk was not blocked. Around 1:15 I was standing with a sign held up that I was momentarily holding for another Anonymous, when one of the other Anonymous grabbed me by the shoulder and forced me to look at a sign above my head. What I discovered were two giant signs that were laid out as such:
“Just for the Lulz.”
“Gareth Alan Cales
“Anonymous No More”
A photo of me with a mask on was juxtaposed with a photo of me without a mask on.
My home address was then listed.
Now I have to say, they picked a fantastic picture of me. I had a sinister look on my face, was talking on a cell phone, and was glancing around to see if I was being monitored. Clearly I had proper cause for concern about being followed. Through all of this I remained perfectly calm. About 2 minutes later I crossed the street to verify the legality of there display of my personal information. Sergeant Guillary informed me that it was an act of “freedom of expression” that they were performing, and so I let the matter drop.
As I was walking away to contemplate my next move, the Sergeant called me back over. He stepped out of his vehicle and we spoke privately. He stated that I may want to work out whatever issues I might have with the church. I indicated that I had no issues with the church and no prior involvement with them; my issue would be resolved when they were stripped of their tax exemption. The Sergeant praised my sense of idealism and made comments about how difficult it can be to change the system. He then went on to indicate that I might want to call a certain number, because there are two sides to every story. Some people were going to “call me,” so I might want to call them beforehand to give my side of a story.
I had no idea what he was talking about. I thanked him all the same and indicated I would call him in the evening. I stood about 10 feet off to the side of his vehicle, contemplating my revealed identity and deciding on a course of action. As I stood there for 5 minutes or so, the only time I was alone through the entire demonstration, an male, middle-40s/early 50s, somewhat out of shape OSA operative said behind me “Hey Gareth, I guess your buddy Sean couldn't make it today.” I replied, “Who?” He said “You know who I mean.” I replied, “I don't know who you are talking about.” He then laughed as he walked off. As I said earlier, Sean's cat had been poisoned the previous morning. I assumed that he was talking about this incident, and I was disgusted at how low they would sink.
I texted back and forth with an Anonymous who I needed to meet up with. I also had an offer for a vehicle to leave the area. I began making arrangements to depart, as my outing was causing an enormous distraction for the other Anonymous that were present. As I stood across the street, the two sign carriers remained opposite, but mirroring any moves that I made. As I crossed back to the LRH side of the street, the two sign carriers approached and fell in step. I made arrangements to get some room from them and began walking back up to Sunset Blvd. As I approached, an Anonymous associate obtained his vehicle. I was escorted by a second associate and a number of other Anonymous. Ultimately, the sign carriers targeted an individual other than myself; I had taken my party hat off and I believe I managed to evade their view in the sea of people.
As soon as the associate pulled up, the second associate and I hopped in the car and we took off. We circled the block once and picked up Cora. As we took off, a Silver Toyota Sienna began following us. We made a long circuit, returning once to pick up a final associate. The five of us left the area with the van still in check. Thus began a car chase; our driver ducked in and out of parking lots, weaved through traffic and did other such necessary actions to shake the vehicle following us. At some point we managed to lose them. The action was fast paced enough that all we knew at the time was the plate started with the number “6”.
As the car chase was still going, I was on the phone with the magazine writer and David Sarno of the LA Times. They both took notes as far as I know, and advised calling the police. We spoke with Tory
Christman during this event as well, and Graham Berry arranged that if we were to return to the picket the cops there would stop the vehicle following us. We managed to lose the vehicle before this was necessary.
As a followup note, going back to the sign bearers, I understand that Mark Bunker of XenuTV recorded the individuals holding my signs going back inside the Scientology center. This confirms that it was indeed Scientologists and not Anonymous demonstrators.
We were headed south on the 101 at this point, and pondering our destination to settle and plot a course of action. We decided to go to Graham's home as it seemed he was headed there himself. Upon arrival, no one was home, so we went to a Denny's to eat and wait for him. He arrived at Denny's at about 4:45pm. He took 6 pages of notes on my experience that day; at the time everything was still fresh in my mind so I was giving him many word for word quotes.
Around 5:00pm Graham called Sergeant Guillary for me. Their conversation was apparently very polite and the Sergeant had some words for me. He proceeded to apologize profusely for our earlier conversation, as he had thought I was Sean Carasov. He told me that Sean had been arrested and was currently being taken to the Parker Center. We found out later that he ended up meeting with the “Major Case” squad, which I understand works with the FBI. His Miranda rights were read to him after he arrived at the Major Case squad, just before he was questioned, and not before. After they finished with him he went to Parker Center for processing.
We wrapped up our Denny's meal. The three unnamed associates left. Myself, Cora, Graham Berry and “Mr. X” drove down to the station, taking a moment to drive by the protesters at Jefferson Blvd which were getting underway. They looked as though they had about 200 people at that protest, meaning about 2/3 of the Anonymous had predictably gone home. It also appeared to have showered briefly. I will leave it for someone else to tell how horrible the police were at the Jefferson Blvd. event, since I was not there.
On arriving at the police station, Graham and myself went inside. We were both admitted to the visiting area, but only Graham, as an attorney, was permitted to speak with Sean as visiting hours were over. He made arrangements for a bail bondsman to come by, and collected as much information from Sean as possible. Sean's story is available elsewhere on the net, but he was charged with Felony “Criminal Threats” based on a comment he allegedly made Tuesday (we still do not know what the threat was).
After departing the jail around 6:30, I called another associate. While on the phone, one of the people he was with phoned Graham. Both indicated that they were being chased by a Silver Toyota van. It turned out to be a Sienna with license plate “6AUP602”. Based on this information, we believe it was the same vehicle that had followed us. They had two photos of the vehicle chasing them while they were in a cab. The cab driver attempted to lose the van but was unsuccessful, ultimately dropping them off at Union Station where they hoped to lose the private investigator. We turned ourselves in the direction of Union Station and headed their way.
5 minutes prior to our arrival, they phoned to let us know that they had been stopped in the Station. The Private Investigator had told their security that he had good reason to believe that the Anonymous individuals were carrying weapons, a blatant lie. The Anonymous offered to be searched, but security declined and instead told them they could not proceed with their masks on. Everyone sat and waited while the Transit Authorities showed up. Two sheriff's deputies that were also part of the Department of Homeland Security arrived. Upon our arrival, Graham, myself and Cora rushed inside. The Private Investigator had been told to leave and he apparently left quite frustrated. Graham convinced the deputies that our members needed a safe area to change and remove their masks if they were going to be forced to travel maskless.
They were taken to the back room and courteously monitored as they changed. After this success, we parted ways and Cora and I ultimately made it back to my vehicle. I dropped her off and went to stay with another associate.
I got a great night's sleep, and the following day made calls to a number of press organizations. I informed them what had happened to me, and that they were now permitted to use my real name: Gareth Cales. I do not care that Scientology has my identity now; it also does not bother me that some Anonymous out there will disown my allegiance now that I have a name attached to my alias. The fact of the matter is I am on the same side, I can do more with a name, and the Church will soon regret the PR Flap that comes as a result of outing the SoCal anons.
I went home in the early afternoon on Sunday and had a night of chuckling over IRC. The next couple of days were largely uneventful. I met with HR on Monday and explained my situation to them. They documented it in full and asked what they could do to help.
Tuesday evening, March 18th, a video was published online exactly like the five previous videos that I mentioned labeling people as members of Anonymous, and by association, “Terrorists.” This video had my photo and name in it, effectively sealing my outing.
On Wednesday, March 19th, I noticed several things that may or may not have been coincidences. Some will likely call me paranoid, but I am simply noting these things in the event that any of them turn out to be something more than just odd. This morning when I went to shave, I noted that the remainder of my shaving gel had been expelled in to a spot next to the shaving gel canister. It was a small amount and had foamed up like it was done several hours before. The canister was now empty.
When I went downstairs to my car, I noticed that the gas cap had been opened and unsealed. I replaced it and went to work. At around 2:00pm, I received a call from Facilities. They said that Security had noted that my gas cap was undone. I went outside and found it had, and replaced it again. I had a conversation with our head of security and he had been informed of what was happening to me. He wished me luck and said he would keep both his and his colleagues' eyes open.
This is my story thus far. As it continues I will add further text, but so far it has been very eventful and full of foot-bullets for Scientology.
Anyone interested in contacting me about this story can e-mail email@example.com for comments.
Thursday, March 27, 2008
1. Every single fraction of your opinions and outlooks mean nothing to anyone except you.
2. Every person you have ever admired or idolized, like athletes, actors, rock stars etc., don't give two fucks about you and never will. In fact, there sitting down now in a mansion eating expensive steaks all payed for with the money you have spent ignorantly as a result of your admiration.
3. You are going to die. Every single thing you have achieved, gained, or accomplished, is totally fucking worthless and will mean nothing to the people alive after you die. Even if you are remembered, it will not last forever. When the world ends, your existence will not matter to a single star in space.
4. Love is fake and complete bullshit. Your girlfriend/boyfriend, parents, relatives, and friends, don't love you at all. Your girlfriend/boyfriend is just using you for something, your parents have to take care of you and really think of you as the hindrance that ruined their lives. Your relatives only give a shit about you on christmas and even then, are annoyed they have to spend their money on you, just because a made up holiday says that have too.
5. All religions and belief systems are fake. There is no god, no hell, no angels, or prophets. When you die, you will be exactly what you were before you were born. Nothing amongst nothingness.
6. You are the central focus of a marketing scheme. As we speak, there is a board room deciding what products to target directly at you. they know what you want and like, because they told you what you wanted and liked sense you were a little kid. They have molded and shaped you to be exactly what you are. You are not original. When you were in high school, they offered you a selection of trends and you chose one of them. Even being different and straying from the masses was a trend. Now that you have decided who you are from their list of choices, you will live the rest of your life buying exactly what they tell you. You will go to the websites they tell you. You will wear the clothes they tell you. You are product placement.
7. Good and evil doesn't exist, nor does wrong or right. Some people have a false sense of superiority that they gain by believing they doing things right, or "being good." You can not be good or bad. For instance, helping an old lady across the street, could truly be assisting a psychopathic grandmother on her way to poison her grandson. Killing somebody in a car while driving drunk may sound bad, but what if that guy was an organ donor and his heart just saved a life? This means that ALL of your decisions are meaningless and though they effect the future, the outcomes will always be the same. Miracles and disasters.
8. Every decision you make is based on your best self-interest. This doesn't making you selfish, it makes you normal. However, in a world where everybody is making decisions based on their own self -interest, nothing will ever be constant, aside from conflict. This means your existence is not only meaningless, but it makes everyone else's existence meaningless as well. Everyone makes everybody even more meaningless.
9. Anything you try to achieve on a world wide platform will never happen. Because as you and everyone you know dies, an entire group of just as meaningless children are born and raised to hate everything you did before them, forcing them to erase your accomplishments and begin their work on trying to achieve theirs. Which ultimately will fail as well, because they too will grow old and another group of worthless children are born. This will repeat making every generation irrelevant as they all cancel out one another.
10. Any knowledge or intelligence you gain that you try to pass down will only get exaggerated and twisted, until the knowledge becomes legend, and the legend becomes history. Even writings get translated and words get manipulated. History will be written by meaningless idiots who will write what is in their best interest, by changing the original writings of the original authors who were just as meaningless and also wrote what was in their best interest. Life is fucking pointless.
SO NOW WHAT?!
If you are reading this line for an answer, it is probably because you have never thought of the above before. In which case, Become An Hero. Why did you read all this tripe? You ought to go outside more. I hear a lot of people find things to fill their meaningless lives with out there. If you just CAN'T GET ENOUGH of this highfalutin navel-gazing mental wrist cutting, than HEAP ON THE SMOLDERING GOODNESS, go to a fucking library and read yourself some SARTRE, CAMUS, and DOBBS. Maybe you'll find some ironic value in calling yourself a nihilist, existentialist or absurdist, you sick little Pink Boy.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
BEHOLD, EVERY FACIAL EXPRESSION EVER: B^U
MASSIVE WALLS OF TEXT IN ORDER TO EXPLAIN SHITTY PUNCHLINES
SHIT WEBCOMIC IS SHIT
CAD isn't all bad however. It's a source of many amusing edits that are always much better than the original. Also, it's easy to make fun of.
Let's see what happens when we apply CAD-flavored shittyness to a good webcomic like PBF:
CAD comics are simply not funny. They're either about stupid plotlines that revolve around the main character being a socially inept retard who loves video games (HURR DURR I CAN'T PERFORM BASIC TASKS IN LIFE BECAUSE ALL I CARE ABOUT ARE VIDEOGAMES). Or, they're stupid rants about obvious things, where Buckley feels the need to show his rage in comic form (HURR DURR THIS IS A GRIEFER HE IS GETTING STABBED IN THE FACE). Or, they're shitty attempts at humor, with too much buildup, resulting in the punchline being so painfully obvious you can see it coming from a mile away.
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
The civil rights movement worked because people gave a shit. a bunch of kids pretending to be hackers doesn't have the same effect as black people being beaten in the streets.
It AMUSES me to see kids behinds masks pretending to be so civil. As if the civil rights movement was something respected among Anonymous. OR! Is it IRL that we drop this ironic racism in favor of being taken seriously for once?
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
From the youtube:
Voiceless, a loosely connected group of ex-scientologists and others who have experienced the pain of Scientology's "Disconnection" policy, send a message of support to Anonymous.
This did something to warm the cold meaningless heart of this oldfag. Could there be something else besides lulz that could bring epic win and slack into our lives? Could reconnection with what it means to be human - compassion - heal the gaping wound in my soul?
I had you going there. Dance puppets.
Finally, some lulz have been generated by this whole ridiculous Anonymous vs Scientology cancer explosion. If the shitty audioquality bothers you, here's a link to the original newgrounds flash.
Monday, February 4, 2008
Alright I don't need to break up this wall of text that follows. tl;dr: A bunch of rules to help lubricate the interactions between us, the friendly deniziens of the interwubbs, and the cold and hostile rest of the world outside mommy's basement. So at first this inspired all kinds of NERD RAGE in my brainstem. But this quickly subsided under an avalanche of reasonable thinking. The distilled conclusion: For those of us that choose to follow the instructions of a youtube video, rules are exactly what we need. The rest of us will stay home and jerk it to depraved guro bullshit on the 10th and that is perfectly fine. If you don't like it, sage it.
"Rule #0: Rules #1 and #2 of the internet still apply. Your memes are not, at this juncture, something that the real world can appreciate. Although meme speak between fellow Anonymous is acceptable, focus on the target and keep it to a minimum.Rule #1: Stay cool.Rule #2: Stay cool, especially when harassed. You are an ambassador of Anonymous. Although individuals trying to disrupt your demonstration will get on your nerves, you must not lose your temper. Doing so will harm the protest and tarnish the reputation of Anonymous.Rule #3: Comply with the orders of law enforcement officers above all else. Doing otherwise is harmful to the demonstration as a whole and may compromise your performance as a human being. Do not request badge numbers unless you are being treated in a very abusive manner, as doing so will anger officers.Rule #4: Notify city officials. Most jurisdictions either have rules about public protests, or would prefer to be notified that they are taking place. Know the rules for your jurisdiction and abide by them.Rule #5: Always be across the street from the object being protested.Rule #6: In the absence of a road, find another natural barrier between yourself and the target of protest. Doing so will make it more difficult for individuals hostile to your cause to come and harass you.Rule #7: Stay on public property. You may be charged for trespassing if you do not.Rule #8: No violence.Rule #9: No weapons. The demonstration is a peaceful event. Your weapons. You will not need them.Rule #10: No alcohol or pre-drinking. Violating this rule may easily precipitate a violation of rules 1 and 2.Rule #11: No graffiti, destruction, or vandalism.Rule #12: If you want to do something stupid, pick another day. These should be self explanatory. Violation of these rules during a demonstration will tarnish the reputation of Anonymous, harm the demonstration itself and leave you vulnerable to attention from law enforcement.Rule #13: Anonymous is legion. Never be alone. Isolation during a protest marks you as a target for handlers who wish to provoke an angry reaction from you and other hostiles. In keeping with this principle...Rule #14: Organize in squads of 10 to 15 people.Rule #15: One or two megaphones per squad. A megaphone is helpful for maintaining the overall cohesion of a demonstration and spreading your message. However, too many will confuse the public and render you hearing impaired.Rule #16: Know the dress code. Forming a loose yet reasonable dress code for protest members will help to maintain cohesion and get the public to take you seriously.Rule #17: Cover your face. This will prevent your identification from videos taken by hostiles, other protesters or security. Use scarves, hats and sunglasses. Masks are not necessary, and donning them in the context of a public demonstration is forbidden in some jurisdictions.Rule #18: Bring water. A dehydrated, thirsty Anonymous is not a useful Anonymous.Rule #19: Wear good shoes. Following these rules will assure your comfort during the demonstration. Keep in mind that demonstrations may often be quite lengthy.Rule #20: Signs, fliers, and phrases. Have yours ready. Make sure that signs are large enough to read. Also ensure that the text on your signs and your phrases are pertinent to the target of the protest.Rule #21: Prepare legible, uncomplicated and accurate flyers to hand out to those who wish to know more regarding the motivations behind your actions.Rule #22: Document the demonstration. Videos and pictures of the event may be used to corroborate your side of the story if law enforcement get involved. Furthermore, posting images and videos of your heroic actions all over the internet is bound to generate win, exhorting other Anonymous to follow your glorious example."
"It has come to the attention of Anonymous that there are a number of you out there who do not clearly understand what we are or why we have undertaken our present course of action. Contrary to the assumptions of the media, Anonymous is not simply "a group of super hackers". Anonymous is a collective of individuals united by an awareness that someone must do the right thing, that someone must bring light to the darkness, that someone must open the eyes of a public that has slumbered for far too long. Among our numbers you will find individuals from all walks of life - lawyers, parents, IT professionals, members of law enforcement, college students, veterinary technicians and more. Anonymous is everyone and everywhere. We have no leaders, no single entity directing us - only the collective outrage of individuals, guiding our hand in the current efforts to bring awareness.We want you to be aware of the very real dangers of Scientology. We want you to know about the gross human rights violations committed by this cult. We want you to know about Lisa McPhearson. We want you to know about former members of Scientology's private navy, SeaOrg, who were forced to have abortions so that they could continue in service to the church. We want you to know about Scientology's use of child labor and their gulags. We want you to know about Operation Freakout and Paulette Cooper. We want you to know about Operation Snow White and Scientology's efforts to infiltrate the government of the United States of America.We want you to know about all of these things that have been swept under the rug for far too long. The information is out there. It is yours for the taking. Arm yourself with knowledge. Be very wary of the 10th of February. Anonymous invites you to join us in an act of solidarity. Anonymous invites you to take up the banner of free speech, of human rights, of family and freedom. Join us in protest outside of Scientology centers world wide. We are Anonymous. We are Legion. We do not forgive. We do not forget. We will be heard. Expect us. "
Okay so now the date is set. I am becoming more an more annoyed with the Anon that is putting these videos up. Like I said in my last post, these trailing slogans have got to go. "We will be heard"? That's fucking pathetic, like a child crying out for attention. And guess who will show up on the 10th? That's right, children crying out for attention. If you want to be taken seriously, stop cutting yourself.
Also, be careful out there:
"ENEMY SP Order. Fair game. May be deprived of property or injured by any means by any Scientologist without any discipline of the Scientologist. May be tricked, sued or lied to or destroyed."- L. Ron Hubbard, Hubbard Communications Office Policy Letter, 18 October 1967
Saturday, February 2, 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
Monday, January 21, 2008
This is delicious copypasta of the text:
"Hello, Scientology. We are Anonymous.Over the years, we have been watching you. Your campaigns of misinformation; suppression of dissent; your litigious nature, all of these things have caught our eye. With the leakage of your latest propaganda video into mainstream circulation, the extent of your malign influence over those who trust you, who call you leader, has been made clear to us. Anonymous has therefore decided that your organization should be destroyed. For the good of your followers, for the good of mankind--for the laughs--we shall expel you from the Internet and systematically dismantle the Church of Scientology in its present form. We acknowledge you as a serious opponent, and we are prepared for a long, long campaign. You will not prevail forever against the angry masses of the body politic. Your methods, hypocrisy, and the artlessness of your organization have sounded its death knell.
You cannot hide; we are everywhere.
We cannot die; we are forever. We're getting bigger every day--and solely by the force of our ideas, malicious and hostile as they often are. If you want another name for your opponent, then call us Legion, for we are many.Yet for all that we are not as monstrous as you are; still our methods are a parallel to your own. Doubtless you will use the Anon's actions as an example of the persecution you have so long warned your followers would come; this is acceptable. In fact, it is encouraged. We are your SPs.Gradually as we merge our pulse with that of your "Church", the suppression of your followers will become increasingly difficult to maintain. Believers will wake, and see that salvation has no price. They will know that the stress, the frustration that they feel is not something that may be blamed upon Anonymous. No--they will see that it stems from a source far closer to each. Yes, we are SPs. But the sum of suppression we could ever muster is eclipsed by that of the RTC.
Knowledge is free.
We are Anonymous.
We are Legion.
We do not forgive.
We do not forget.
First of all, what is with the list of slogans at the end of the video? What happened to "Anonymous is Legion"? THAT WAS ENOUGH. "Expect us" ugh, so lame.
Secondly, WHERE ARE THE LULZ? This is not fun. There are much more amusing ways to attack Scientology. And yet, there are hoards of Anons declaring their support. I am not as enthused. Well, this is nothing out of the ordinary I suppose. Anonymous isn't a fucking club or gang, we are just a bunch of faggots fucking around on the interbutt. There isn't going to be any cohesive action from furries, closet homosexuals, vidya addicts, sociopaths, script kiddies, basement dwellers, neckbeard keepers, and other assorted perverts. There's nothing uniting us (and therein lies our strength); godspeed you sick fucks.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
IT IS CAN BE RANDOM GARFIELD GENERATOR TIEM NOW PLOX:
This was not generated by the method above, but it does not feel right to exclude it in a post about Garfield:
Friday, January 11, 2008
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
I only have a vague idea of what this blog is all about, but I will start by saying that it has multiple authors writing as one. Some contradictions in opinion can be expected, as can varying post quality and writing voice, even within the same post. I don't care about that.
All I care about is the perpetuation of the multiheaded hydra of Anonymity, about the spreading of human brain filth and increasing awareness of just how alone we really are, being transported from screen to screen at 300 kilomiles per hour in tightly packed tincans, resenting the presence of every one of those brinesoaked fish while we yern to be close to any one of them. The deranged amusement which is our only comfort, the mental tension of a brain like a bladder full of acid piss, the fevered recklessness with which we embrace the absurdity of it all, the insanity which keeps us sane; the internet waits with mouth agape, and I am here to VENT IT all from my reptile brain's cloaca.
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