B0JAN

T his is our world now...
the world of the electron and the switch,
the beauty of the baud.
W e 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.
W e explore... and you call us criminals.
W e seek after knowledge...
and you call us criminals.
W e exist without skin color, without nationality,
without religious bias...
and you call us criminals.
Y ou 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.
Y es, I am a criminal.
M y crime is that of curiosity.
M y crime is that of judging people by
what they say and think,
not what they look like.
M y crime is that of outsmarting you,
something that you will never forgive me for.
..[if !IE]