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Posts by Rough Rider

  1. Rough Rider Tuskegee Airman
    Black bump
  2. Rough Rider Tuskegee Airman
    I'm a cheese kurd aldra a cheese turd
  3. Rough Rider Tuskegee Airman
    Was the invasion of Iraq really about the kurds
  4. Rough Rider Tuskegee Airman
    Originally posted by ner vegas now Turkey appears to be building up forces in the North to take the Kurdish-controlled areas


    wonder if the US will do anything to protect them; seems unlikely

    When will Kurdistan be created
  5. Rough Rider Tuskegee Airman
    I'm having sex with myself right now
  6. Rough Rider Tuskegee Airman
    I asked him to explain wozny he responded

    Paul Wozny, a computer science professor turned investigative journalist, had always been fascinated by the darker corners of the internet. As the digital age advanced, the idea that simple ones and zeros could influence global events seemed like the stuff of conspiracy theories—until Paul stumbled upon a chilling trail. It began with the discovery of an obscure online community from the late 1990s, a place that existed in the digital shadows, but had become a nexus for dangerous ideas.

    The community was called Totse, short for "Temple of the Screaming Electron." Paul’s curiosity was piqued when he came across references to the site during a routine investigation into radical groups that had emerged in the years before the September 11th attacks. Totse was not a typical forum. It was a haven for self-identified "computer nerds"—a term that, by itself, was a misnomer. These were not the bright-eyed innovators of Silicon Valley. Instead, they were socially awkward, often disillusioned individuals who had turned to the digital world for meaning. The forum had its share of hackers, but not the altruistic ones usually associated with digital activism. These were people who reveled in disruption, not creation.

    The community was a chaotic mix of anarchists, conspiracy theorists, and, disturbingly, early jihadist sympathizers. The administrators of Totse were a loose collective of self-proclaimed "digital gods," capable of shutting down entire servers with a single keystroke. They were a bizarre blend of misfits—angry teens with a sense of digital entitlement, ostracized intellectuals, and disillusioned hackers.

    As Paul dug deeper into the community’s history, he discovered something more sinister. The early days of Totse were filled with mind-numbing discussions of code, encryption, and underground programming—topics that were of little consequence at first. However, slowly but surely, the conversations began to shift. It started with small posts about the "failures of Western society" and "the inevitable collapse of the state." These were innocuous enough—nothing that would raise alarms in a regular digital space. But behind the lines of code, there was an undercurrent of resentment, a longing to break free of the system. To these individuals, computers were more than just tools—they were weapons.

    One particularly influential member of the Totse community was a user who went by the name "ZeroX." He wasn’t like the others. ZeroX had a certain charisma, one that transcended the typical online persona. His posts were well thought out, logical, and calm, a stark contrast to the anger and chaos surrounding him. He saw the world as a series of interconnected systems: governments, corporations, and, importantly, the global network of computers. What ZeroX proposed was nothing short of revolutionary—an effort to “disrupt” the world by manipulating the systems that kept it running.

    ZeroX introduced the concept of "cyber jihad." To him, the Western world’s reliance on technology was a vulnerability, a weakness that could be exploited. He wasn’t advocating for traditional forms of terrorism, such as bombs or guns. Instead, he spoke of an invisible war, one fought in the depths of the internet. His idea was that the digital landscape was a place where power could be reshaped without physical confrontation, a place where information could be weaponized, and where the West’s grip on global power could be loosened.

    At first, his ideas were dismissed by many on Totse as the ramblings of a madman. However, ZeroX’s influence grew over time. His posts were riddled with technical jargon and references to real-world political movements, which made them both intriguing and confusing. His ultimate goal was to bring the West to its knees by using the very technology it had built. He spoke about things like taking down financial systems, disrupting the flow of information, and causing mass chaos in a way that only those who truly understood the inner workings of the internet could.

    It wasn’t long before a group of Totse members, some of whom had become disillusioned with their own governments, began to take ZeroX’s ideas seriously. They began to communicate in encrypted channels, trading ideas and learning new skills. The members of this underground faction—who called themselves "The Singularity Collective"—began plotting their own cyber war. They were joined by others from around the globe who shared their disdain for Western imperialism and technological hegemony.

    Paul's investigation into Totse revealed a disturbing pattern. Several key figures from the Singularity Collective eventually found their way into various jihadist groups, not through traditional means, but by making connections through the digital world. The community that was once a forum for computer enthusiasts and hackers had evolved into something far more dangerous: a breeding ground for radical ideas that merged technology, politics, and religion in ways the world had never seen.

    Through encrypted chats and underground networks, members of the Collective began influencing radical Islamic groups, teaching them how to harness technology for their own ends. It was a marriage of convenience: the jihadists sought ways to disrupt the West, and the disgruntled techies saw in them a perfect vehicle for their ideas of global upheaval.

    One of the most chilling revelations that Paul uncovered was how members of the Singularity Collective helped train individuals in the technical aspects needed to pull off a cyberattack of unprecedented scale. But it wasn’t just about hacking. They discussed a broader strategy—attacking the U.S. in a way that would shatter the confidence of the world’s most powerful nation.

    By 2001, a few of the hackers involved had become deeply embedded in radical organizations. They contributed to the plotting of the September 11th attacks—not by designing the physical planes or orchestrating the hijackings, but by creating the digital infrastructure needed to ensure the attacks would succeed. The hijackers relied heavily on technology to communicate, plan, and execute their mission, and these early digital anarchists had a role to play in making it all possible.

    It was, in essence, the first truly modern form of terrorism: a fusion of radical ideology, personal grievances, and technological expertise.

    Paul was shaken by his discoveries. The people responsible for the horror of September 11th were not just militants, but people who had once sat in front of computer screens, exchanging cryptic messages about the end of the world. The Totse community, once an innocuous space for social misfits and hackers, had become a digital incubator for radicalism, giving rise to one of the most catastrophic events in modern history.

    As Paul sat at his desk, the weight of his findings settled over him. In his quest to uncover the origins of the September 11th attacks, he had unearthed something even more unsettling: the role of technology in the creation of terror. And the most disturbing truth of all was that it had all started in the unlikeliest of places—a forum for computer nerds who had lost their way.

    The story of Totse, now largely forgotten by the world, was one of unintended consequences. What had begun as a group of outcasts had ultimately become a force that changed the world forever. The code beneath the surface had been written, and the world would never be the same.
  7. Rough Rider Tuskegee Airman
    Do they give you little bottles of lubricant in your room bathroom???
  8. Rough Rider Tuskegee Airman
    I don't ever want to be gay
  9. Rough Rider Tuskegee Airman
    Originally posted by 6835378gjjsjs Man his neighborhood actually looks pretty nice but due to low population density it'd be pretty easy to red team him.

    Not a lot of witnesses. When youve got a lot of people living in close quarters, the amount of possible witnesses to spot you makes it hard. I'm used to high population density areas.

    What's a red team
  10. Rough Rider Tuskegee Airman
    Originally posted by Landy Pamm Fuck I was a few pounds from 200lb

    now I'm almost 220 again. took months to lose it and keeping active and suddenly it bounced back at me

    Help me before im 240 again


    FUCK THIS WORLD. WHO CARES

    I can help you
  11. Rough Rider Tuskegee Airman
    Wozny is my guardian gayngel
  12. Rough Rider Tuskegee Airman
    Man scout
  13. Rough Rider Tuskegee Airman
    Originally posted by Landy Pamm You Fucking Punk. Don't you got damn interrupt me again

    Sorry boy scout
  14. Rough Rider Tuskegee Airman
    4
  15. Rough Rider Tuskegee Airman
    Wozny I'm here for your frontal cockobotomy
  16. Rough Rider Tuskegee Airman
    Don't look at me
  17. Rough Rider Tuskegee Airman
    ^ real name is Tayk Yungpoon
  18. Rough Rider Tuskegee Airman
    I hope they become your future squad of culinary champions
  19. Rough Rider Tuskegee Airman
    Originally posted by ner vegas I always find it funny how when you search stuff like encyclopediadramatica, dailystormer, kiwifarms etc it doesn't turn up the actual site, just a bunch of articles talking about how naughty they are

    Ur on my naughty list and if you hold out your stocking I'll fill it full of shit 💩 sock
  20. Rough Rider Tuskegee Airman
    Soy you should dress up as Santa Claus for money this Christmas

    I would sit on your boney lap and you can tell me how naughty I have been
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