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/g/ - Technology Nanonymity = Anonymity + Privacy + Security [Make a Post] IoT and the Botnet Nanonymous 2020-04-12 09:29:51 No. 13874 [D] [U] [F] [S] [L] [A] [C] >>13905 >>21679 >>44166 File: cb03fd71bdd051773e5247cb5b240b5282c197258da5b41796909a9fa422672f.jpg ( dl ) (78.62 KiB) The year is 2065. 40 year old Stanley Dardconsoomer wakes up in his smart-bed, ready to start the day as his blankets and sheets are pulled off of him and into a special compartment to be sterilized with UV rays; so they are clean for the next sleeping time. His smart-hover device (from here on referred to ass his hoverboard), which can support his entire body and is wide enough for him to lie on, is able to sense that he is now. Stan's hoverboard levitates towards him, coming gently to rest. His smart-bed facilitates him climbing onto it by carefully lifting and tilting the bed. His hoverboard is able to carry Stan wherever he must go and is pre-programmed with a default route. Given this, it begins hovering towards the bathroom as Stan picks up his smart-glasses from the side-compartment and uses them to browse social media for the most up to date and relevant news exclusively from verified social media users. Meanwhile, his smart-bed sends data to his smart-pantry and smart-fridge via his router, telling them Stan has awoken. They immediately begin preparing his breakfast for him, using a pre-programmed algorithm and information gained from data relayed by other smart-devices to prepare a tailor-made breakfast with what food is available. Stan's hoverboard delivers him to his bathroom and assists him with using the toilet and then his shower. As he and his hoverboard exit the shower so that he can begin the drying process, Stan looks towards his window. As it is a smart-window, it was able to auto-detect the humidity levels of the room and had opened itself to simply allow excess steam in the room to vacate. Stan looks through it and notices his neighbor standing in his backyard, only just on the other side of the fence. He watches with curiosity as his neighbor stands behind his shed, which he built himself. He is looking around nervously: especially watching his own house and seeming to try to stay out of view of it. His neighbor ostensibly built the shed because he was unsatisfied with government regulations enforcing that all houses must be built with smart-infrastructure, apparently in order to prevent against potential damage to houses over time, as the smart-infrastructure can notify the owner of any wear and tear. Stan never could understand why his neighbor would try to defy safety regulations like that. Stan watches with incredulity, turning into sheer disbelief as his neighbor produces a knife from his pocket and begins cutting at the back of his neck. Stan could immediately tell what was going on. He knew what his neighbor was doing. But, and not even really knowing why, he chose not to act and instead continued on with his day. It was his neighbor's choice, after all. Stan goes back to browsing social media, only paying attention to news from the 'verified' users. His government had warned the public about not heeding unverified users, as they may be trying to spread misinformation and lies. His hoverboard brings him to his kitchen and moves towards his smart-table. Data transfers had been sent back and forth between his hoverboard and smart-table, so the table knew just when to use it's electronic arm to grab Stan's breakfast and place it upon itself for him to eat. Stan's hoverboard waits patiently next to his smart-table as Stan continues to browse social media until, after several minutes, he realizes that he has arrived at his smart-table. He looks down to where his breakfast is, but on this morning, something unusual has happened. Due to a bug in the firmware update for his smart-table, the electronic arm has placed his breakfast on the other side of the table! A bead of sweat drips down Stan's forehead as he is suddenly thrust into the reality of unpredicted change. His hoverboard is not programmed to be able to move except in it's pre-programmed route, so he can not simply get it to take him to the other side. Similarly, he can not get his smart-table to lift his food and bring it to him. He attempts to reach across the table, but the plate is simply too far away. He breathes heavily, anxiety encroaching, as his brain tries to comprehend this. But then he has an idea. He decides to do the old-fashioned thing and simply climb walk to the other side of the table. He feels giddy with nostalgia as he begins to climb off of his hoverboard, remembering how he used to actually walk everywhere as a teenager. But unbeknownst to him, his legs had atrophied since that time, due to so little use. As soon as his center of gravity shifts onto his legs, they immediately give to gravity and he collapses to the floor. Now his sense of anxiety was at a level he was rapidly struggling to comprehend. His hoverboard was above him and he had no way to get back on top of it. He lives alone, so nobody could come and help him. Except of course for... After only a couple of minutes, two robots unlock his door and enter the house. They immediately come to the kitchen and find Stan and the state he is in. Emotionless, they nonchalantly and carefully lift him from the floor and back onto his hoverboard before retrieving his breakfast and placing it in front of him. One of the robots begins applying a patch to the smart-tables firmware while the other consoles him. "Hello Mr. Stan Dardconsoomer. We apologize for our late arrival. May we be of any more service to you before we leave?" Stan was so grateful that his government had opted to have robots patrol the streets, being able to immediately assist people in situations like this. But he had one question to ask them. "How did you know that I needed help?" The robot patted the back of Stan's neck, like a dog's head is patted by it's owner. "Your chip was reporting high levels of distress so we sent a request to it to acquire your exact location and came straight here". "That's amazing" Stan smiled. "Thank you so much". "It is our purpose to assist you. It is what we were designed and built to do. We are here to serve you and keep you safe. And as part of keeping you safe, then while I am here, I should also check to make sure that your chip's firmware is up to date". "Oh, of course. That sounds important". "Yes, very" the robot replies. The robot shines a laser onto a barcode printed onto Stan's chip. Checking to make sure that his chip's firmware was up to date was a facade: their firmware is automatically kept up to date as they are always connected to the internet. Really, the robot was using this opportunity to access Stan's brain, specifically his hippocampus, to acquire information about something it suspected had occurred. The memory of seeing Stan's neighbor removing his chip was sensed by the robot. Due to data relayed to the robot by other smart-devices, it suspected this was the case, but could not definitively prove it, until now. But it also now knew that Stan had been a witness to the event and had neglected to immediately report it. The robots programming told it exactly what it had to do now. "Your firmware is up to date" the robot informs Stan as it releases it's hand from Stan's neck. "Have a nice day". Stan turns towards his food and begins eating his last meal as the robots leave his house, stepping into the tumult of encroaching sirens as they rapidly draw closer. Nanonymous 2020-04-12 09:52:19 No. 13875 [D] [U] [F] >>13877 File: 840cfe2c5eb0e5680ce1fa91491079582f1fb576648f37e9e69fb707932b9e75.png ( dl ) (221.11 KiB) STOP IT'S DEPRESSING Nanonymous 2020-04-12 10:07:01 No. 13877 [D] >>13875 Yes. The future does appear very dismal. But it's still the future: not the present. Do what you can now to try to change it. Nanonymous 2020-04-12 10:11:57 No. 13879 [D] >>13881 >>13882 >Do what you can now to try to change it. You have any recommendations? Where im am sitting from it looks pretty damn hopeless. Nanonymous 2020-04-12 10:27:26 No. 13881 [D] >>13885 >>13905 >>44167 >>13879 >Where im am sitting from it looks pretty damn hopeless. I want to be optimistic, but damn, the invention of smartphones and how they have so easily become the centerpiece of the average Joe's life could be said to be the precursor to the story described in the OP. We are FUCKED, in other words Too many people are stupified by all that glitters but which burns what it touches Commit suicide now or become a bot in the net Nanonymous 2020-04-12 10:48:39 No. 13882 [D] >>21106 >>13879 >You have any recommendations? Sheer refusal to integrate with the botnet: and that starts now, not in 20 years when they're beginning to put chips in people's heads to 'assist with the usage of current technology' or some bullshit. If you don't own a smartphone then that's good. If you already do, then just smash it with a hammer. Honestly. It's hard to do because you know it cost you money but it's relieving after it's done. If you need a cellphone, buy a non-smart one. Make sure to get one with a removable battery. Even better: don't own a cellphone at all, because really, non-smart cellphones don't even exist anymore. I bought a $20 "non-smart" phone a while ago and it had a fucking OS on it. It even asked me to do a firmware update when I first turned it on. So clearly, (((they))) are already putting measures in place to try to stop people from circumventing the botnet with their technology. Ultimately, all you can do is not integrate. Or at least try not to. At least, don't give in to the temptation. Even if it seems easier to have a smartphone so that you can use all the features, like internet access away from home. The takeaway is: If you become dependent on one piece of technology, it will be superseded with technology that enforces more reliance upon it than the previous technology. Don't become reliant on it now and you won't be reliant on whatever replaces smartphones in the coming decades. Nanonymous 2020-04-12 10:59:30 No. 13884 [D] >his blankets and sheets are pulled off of him Wouldn't need, the HVAC system would keep him warm. >hoverboard levitates A electric powered chair would be more appropriate, so he can keep sitting while doing other things. >smart-glasses If he has a chip on his head, he would already have a chip on his eye. >via his router It would probably connect through 5G antennas. >information gained from data relayed by other smart-devices And through his social media, of course. >auto-detect the humidity levels of the room Would probably have an dehumidifier. >smart-window Would have a display on it, to show some artificial scenario. >electronic arm Cheesy. >bug in the firmware update for his smart-table Which was "over-the-air" auto update, of couse. >One of the robots begins applying a patch to the smart-tables firmware Wouldn't need