Geeky week

It's been a while since my last post. Been traveling for work and it has been difficult to make time to write. Today though I picked up a new Raspberry Pi II B and have decided that I want to make it into the ultimate emulator box. I'm sure my wife is tired of all my old gaming systems sitting out. I'm going to set them all up on my Raspberry Pi.
The biggest things I feel I need are the following
1. Portable - When I travel I would like to be able to take it with minimal weight added to my luggage.
2. Wireless control - After this is setup I will need to make sure I can control it through wireless, it is too much trouble to have wires strewn around my hotel room.
3. Basic games - I really only care about having Zelda, Mario, Final Fantasy, and arcade games. I own most of these so I need to look at how I can license those I do not own. I have every Final Fantasy and Zelda game, need to pick up super Mario world as that is the best super Mario game. Also Super Mario RPG as well.
4. I need to figure out N64 controls. The N64 controller is out of the question as it is the time Nintendo forgot that children do not have 3 arms. On a plus note during the apocalypse the N64 will be ideal after the fallout.
5. Battery Powered - This is less important, I think I have battery packs from my pineapple that should work fine for this.
6. Wireless - Taken care of have my wireless cards I use for kali linux that I carry with me anyway. This gives me access to my high DB antenna.
7. Optional - Would be nice to have a small display, at least 5" preferred. Touch not needed on this.
8. Light case - Need something ultra light that will keep all of this protected. Maybe design and print this one would be the best option.

The Hacker Manifesto

by
+++The Mentor+++
Written January 8, 1986

Another one got caught today, it's all over the papers. "Teenager Arrested in Computer Crime Scandal", "Hacker Arrested after Bank Tampering"...

Damn kids. They're all alike.

But did you, in your three-piece psychology and 1950's technobrain, ever take a look behind the eyes of the hacker? Did you ever wonder what made him tick, what forces shaped him, what may have molded him?

I am a hacker, enter my world...

Mine is a world that begins with school... I'm smarter than most of the other kids, this crap they teach us bores me...

Damn underachiever. They're all alike.

I'm in junior high or high school. I've listened to teachers explain for the fifteenth time how to reduce a fraction. I understand it. "No, Ms. Smith, I didn't show my work. I did it in my head..."

Damn kid. Probably copied it. They're all alike.

I made a discovery today. I found a computer. Wait a second, this is cool. It does what I want it to. If it makes a mistake, it's because I screwed it up. Not because it doesn't like me... Or feels threatened by me.. Or thinks I'm a smart ass.. Or doesn't like teaching and shouldn't be here...

Damn kid. All he does is play games. They're all alike.

And then it happened... a door opened to a world... rushing through the phone line like heroin through an addict's veins, an electronic pulse is sent out, a refuge from the day-to-day incompetencies is sought... a board is found. "This is it... this is where I belong..." I know everyone here... even if I've never met them, never talked to them, may never hear from them again... I know you all...

Damn kid. Tying up the phone line again. They're all alike...

You bet your ass we're all alike... we've been spoon-fed baby food at school when we hungered for steak... the bits of meat that you did let slip through were pre-chewed and tasteless. We've been dominated by sadists, or ignored by the apathetic. The few that had something to teach found us willing pupils, but those few are like drops of water in the desert.

This is our world now... the world of the electron and the switch, the beauty of the baud. We make use of a service already existing without paying for what could be dirt-cheap if it wasn't run by profiteering gluttons, and you call us criminals. We explore... and you call us criminals. We seek after knowledge... and you call us criminals. We exist without skin color, without nationality, without religious bias... and you call us criminals. You build atomic bombs, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and lie to us and try to make us believe it's for our own good, yet we're the criminals.

Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for.

I am a hacker, and this is my manifesto. You may stop this individual, but you can't stop us all... after all, we're all alike.

-- Picked this up from http://www.mithral.com/~beberg/manifesto.html please check out this site--