There were times as a teenager that I thought it would be cool to "be a hacker"; live dangerously outside the law, in a dark room surrounded by computer equipment that is somehow ALWAYS running lines of code, and have access to all the information in the world.
TV and movies have done a great job at romanticizing the life of a hacker, even though I've never understood where the heck do hackers get the tens of thousands of dollars you need to be a hacker? You have to eat right? You have to buy all that ridiculous equipment, right? Although I guess if I was a awesome hacker, I would do that thing Edward Furlong and the kid from Salute Your Shorts do in T2 with the ATM, or I would be MacGyver style and just jerry-rig mainframes with paperclips and old TI-55 caculators.
I also know that I'll never be a hacker because I love to draw and paint and write and enjoy the sun and you get the idea.
So after reading the blog of the 17-year-old kid that unlocked the Apple iPhone from having to use AT&T, after which he traded it for a consulting job, a Nissan 350Z, and three new iPhones, I've realized that I'll never be a hacker. Which is fine, because having to download NOR files and reset firmware and reorder your bootsys* just isn't for me.
I'll be the guy in his dirty apartment making toys out of cardboard and watching Rambo First Blood Part II.
*Great t-shirt: These bootsys are made for walking (fucking ha!)
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