So, I’m an OG hacker kid from the late 80’s early 90’s. I wrote my first virus on 3.5 floppy because it wouldn’t fit on a 5.25. I was 11, the year was 1989. So anyway I took down the entirety of the school districts network with my baby “Island Scurvy” Scurvy was really a replicator worm it overwrote all the data on your drives with a copy of a pirate saying yaaaaar. Not very complex or really inspiring but hey I was 11.

Nowadays I do stuff like this:

This is an app I’m writing, it’s for mobile/tablet so not terribly complex but fun. It’s something that helps neurodivergent people like myself focus. I’ve evolved a lot from that little kid writing in basic. But my ethos, the original hacker ethos, that information should never be locked behind gates by people who barely understand it has never changed. I’ve grown up, well I’ve gotten taller anyway, and I have all the same worries and bills everyone else with a family and a big boy job has but one thing I have never lost is that joie de vivre, my raison d’être has evolved to include a little dude and the rest of my family unit but my purpose, my place here on this ball of rock whipping through the vacuum at blistering speeds has never really changed. I’m here to grow, to learn and help others.

It’s that simple.

When I can do that just by writing code? How cool is that?

It’s a lot better than carrying a rifle around wearing a hundred pounds of kit in certain of that.

Anyway, in today’s political climate people are becoming afraid to speak out, and I mean the good people, the ones we need to be loud. So while this is game dev blog, I have the ability to put things in app stores that the entire world will see so, I’m taking a break from game dev and writing some apps to help people collectively make their voices heard. They will be completely free to use forever.

And because of that I will now state that I am of sound health mentally and physically, my vehicle is brand new, and I have no desire to hurt myself or others. So if something happens to me, it wasn’t me that did it to me and it wasn’t an accident.

I can’t believe I have had to write that paragraph but here we are. I sincerely hope we will look back on this post and laugh someday.

History will tell, or perhaps more terrifyingly it will not.

-R¹