That all comes down to the people behind it at the end of the day. You and me. Strangers a half planet away from one another.
To me, this has been a forging experience.
To understand that the world isn't like we were told it was all our lives, and what our instincts drove us toward, this vision of free people in cooperation and competition in a global free market economy, rather than mindless slaves to political authority, that's the real world. That is who we are.
But we have to fight for it, and we have to fight hard, because those powerful entities stand to lose everything if we succeed. The only reason we even have a chance is because of the drastically slanted asymmetry in favour of the defenders when it comes to the cryptographic landscape, but that asymmetry really is insurmountable, and it doesn't matter how much money the enemy throws at it, they will never be able to break it. And in turn if we wield it correctly, they will never be able to break us.
For those who feel as I feel, you don't know me. you've never seen me, but you've bled and flourished with me for years, and I have bled and flourished with you. And I will bleed to death with you if that's what it takes, because there is nothing else left in me but that dream, and I'll be damned if I surrender in the face of any adversity, let alone this laughable sleet within which we find ourselves.
And so we fight, because if we don't, all we will ever be is slaves in the decaying cattle farms into which we were born, unfit to contain men like us, and with us will die the last hope of free men in this dying world.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.