I never knew who I was. I still don't know who I am. It doesn't matter anyway.
@arlon@connexia.hibiol.eu @batepapo@lemmy.eco.br
Já vaguei por inúmeros cantos dessa Internet: de fóruns e redes sociais na rede Onion (Tor) e eepsites (I2P), a "buracos Gopher" (Gopher holes), caminhando até mesmo pela linha tênue que separa Internet e radioamadorismo (Echolink, WebSDR, etc). Já tive cápsula no Geminispace, já tive vários blogs, já tive web rádio com um total estonteante de zero ouvintes usando o Windows Media alguma coisa (um software que costumava existir na época do Windows XP pra streamar).
Se a Internet é um refúgio? Talvez costumasse sê-lo na época do Orkut, onde a internet era meu único espaço de alguma socialização (e de alguma fuga mental de todo o bullying escolar).
Mas, como tudo nessa existência cósmica, essa Internet morreu. Não somente porque plataformas (como o Orkut e MSN Messenger) foram desligadas, mas também porque as pessoas daquela época já não existem mais. Eu mesmo, aquele meu eu de 2010, não existe mais.
Quando a casa de infância é demolida e vira terreno pra um edifício comercial, não importa o quanto se tente recriar essa casa de infância com suas paredes amarelas e vitrôs difíceis de abrir, televisor de tubo onde costumava ver desenhos da TV Cultura, um avô que implicava toda vez que eu abria a geladeira, um quintal de lama onde eu costumava brincar e até comer terra, com uma bananeira no fundo que dava cachos em abundância: não será a mesma casa. É literalmente o clássico problema do Navio de Teseu. Hoje a casa de infância é mera lembrança distante em meu cérebro, e um dia nem isso será mais.
O mesmo se aplica à Internet. E ao mundo, no geral. Hoje eu diria que meu refúgio tem sido minha própria cabeça definhante, mesmo: "Um dia eu caminho por memórias distantes onde a caixa de som ainda não era stereo, noutro dia caminham com meu caixão por um cemitério." C'est la vie.
@Stacyasks@lemmy.cafe @nostupidquestions@lemmy.world
Yes. It's called "Eigengrau" and it happens due to the adaptation of the eye amidst the darkness.
@zlatiah@lemmy.world @asklemmy@lemmy.world
As strange as it may sound, sometimes I try to learn Akkadian and Sumerian. Even though little is known about the grammar, the "Sumerian Lexicon" from John Halloran has quite a extensive list of transliterated Sumerian words and their meanings. I try to focus on learning the transliterated words rather than cuneiforms, although I do know/recognize some cuneiforms.
Why do I do this? Well, it's mostly for spiritual purposes: my current, syncretic belief involves the Mesopotamian pandeam (feminine pantheon), with goddesses such as Inanna, Ereshkigal, Tiamat and, mainly, Lilitu/Lilith (nínna-mushen / nínna-mušen, the terrifying Mistress-Owl, with nín being "Queen, Mistress, Lady", here duplicated to signal a terrifying Mistress, alongside the term for predator bird "mushen"). To me, they're manifestations (think of Qlipphots) of the same underlying principle, the Great Goddess.
I managed to both memorize a few terms, and I also tried to build some Sumerian phrases/epithets using the transliterated words as building blocks. Again, little is known about Sumerian grammar, but the current knowledge about it feels enough for me to try and babble something.
And why Sumerian/Mesopotamian pandeam? It's the first belief system ever written. It's the "chronologically closest" we have to the Venus figurines from Upper Paleolithic (seemingly an Goddess worshiping). The Goddess was forgotten, demonized, concealed from us, but things can't stay concealed for long. The Primordial Goddess must be revealed to the world again, and must be worshiped for the Great Goddess She is. And the Sumerian records seem to be the closest written records we have to Her.
@jawa22@lemmy.blahaj.zone @rant@lemmy.sdf.org
While I do remember seeing that user handle several times across the "New Comments" feed, I went through all my previous notifications and I couldn't find any interaction from/to they. So, I particularly had no problems with this person, just like I also never had problems with Hexbear users, despite seeing a whole Lemmy complaining about them.
@Blaze@piefed.zip @privacy@programming.dev
Tip of the day: WhatsApp can't have your contacts if you're antisocial (Mr. Robot kind of antisocial) and got no contacts (insert meme with the smiling man pointing to his own head temples)
Seriously, whenever I need to contact someone (often businesses) using Whatsapp, I do so without adding said number to contact list. Rather, I use a F-Droid app capable of spawning a new WhatsApp conversation with a number specified through a text box. Not sure for how long this approach will work, but it's been working so far. I have no contacts so WhatsApp can do whatever they want with my contact list because it's empty. Hah!
So then your counter to someone bringing attention to the fact that LLMs are actively telling people[...] is that it isn’t the singular contributing factor?
This, too. But, also, the fact that Anti-AI movement rarely (if any) promote legit human art, their whole business seems to be to talk against AI, solely. Which, again, is not something I oppose (as I said earlier, AI does have lots of cons, although I'm also capable of seeing its pros), but when I see many accusatory posts from Anti-Ai people such as "I'll check your content against ppl AI patterns" (with a greater likelihood of content from ND ppl like me being "flagged" as AI), then I see those same ppl blaming AIs for something whose causes are way deeper and unseen, I feel compelled to express about the matter, especially when the subject also touches on other things about my own lived experiences, which I'm aware is not limited to myself as there are/were lots of ppl who went through similar situations.
Do you take offense at people pushing back at harmful LLMs?
No but the oftentimes accusatory tone coming from many Anti-Ai ppl does trigger things such as "imposter syndrome", where I start doubting about myself. But it's not just something about myself.
Do you want people to care more about creating a kinder society?
I'm not really sure what I want, exactly. But, yeah, maybe, a kinder society, if this is even possible at this point of Anthropocene.
I remember a time when the web used to be a place for creatively rich bulletin boards. At that time, ppl used to be... I don't know... Less aggressive? At least it's the perception I have when I look back at the past of the Web.
We, collectively (me included), became more aggressive between ourselves as the time passed and the web became less of a space for creativity and more of an arm from the "market" octopus.
I've seen the web slowly getting dominated by corps, now everything is some kind of war between "us v. them" across all spectra, from right to left, top to bottom, bottom-up, sideways... As wars detonate our essences, we were left with just... I mean, just look around, you may see it yourself.
Of course LLMs aren’t driving people to suicide in a vacuum, no one is claiming that
Sometimes it feels like much of the Anti-AI movement is. As if the AI were "literally killing ppl".
having LLMs that are encouraging people to commit suicide is a bad thing
It's not a trivial thing for LLMs to "encourage suicide", I've seen it myself whenever I tried to input suggestive, shady topics. To me, those things often parrot the same "suicide prevention hotlines" which works like common analgesic medications (may relieve immediate pain but can't do a thing about the root causes).But even when LLMs do output suicidal hints, this isn't something out of a vacuum. As others argued throughout the thread, search engines can also lead to suicidal hints. Banning it altogether can lead to Streisand effect.
@tomalley8342@lemmy.world @lemonskate@lemmy.worldThanks for understanding it. Exactly!
While many of my points are lived things, I'm not only talking about myself, I see a similar phenomenon happening as I often check feed firehoses from Mastodon, Misskey and PixelFed: posts that got nothing more than numeric reactions (likes, if any).
And I'm not talking about money here. While there are artists and writers out there seeking money for their work, there are many things beyond money that people can be seeking as they share something they did: productive discussions, exchange of knowledge, and many are seeking friendship and lasting connections, the world doesn't (and shouldn't) revolve around money.
And when artists share their art out of an attempt to connect and/or to exchange knowledge, and they're met with silence alongside impersonal, aggressive public disclaimers from anti-ai people such as "I'm using an (AI) tool to detect whether your art is AI, and if it detects you're using AI (out of a rude and crude crobability), I'm blocking and reporting you (which will likely make it worse for a content to further find like-minded people among all the network noise)", the likely outcome is said artists stopping pursuing their own creativity, especially artists with the "Imposter Syndrome" which is a real thing that a person can be living with.
Neurodivergent expression can be often indistinguishable from LLM, and when people do the "I'll judge if your content is AI" game, it can be excluding neurodivergent people.
I'm myself a neurodivergent individual, if it wasn't clear from my verbose way of speech, hence my very personal stance about the matter: because I'm often mistaken as an algorithm or something (due to my systematic and broad speech), and because I was once directly accused of "talking using LLMs" by a person who I used to care and tried to help, both pro-AIs techbro advertisement pitches (those preaching for some kind of AI corps godhood) and the Anti-AI accusative manifestos can be equally triggering oftentimes.
There were two quite long, entire paragraphs before I began mentioned names in my initial comment.
When someone ends up suicidal after resorting to LLMs, it's the final part of a bigger picture. A bigger picture of indifferent demeanor from other people, including mental health professionals and suicide prevention hotlines.
That's what I meant with the first paragraph of my initial comment. Your reply, reducing my whole argument, only exemplifies the very situation I meant with "When a person finds no one that can truly take all the time needed to understand them".
Last but not the least, "because people can be bad too sometimes" isn't a justification: if people killed themselves after taking instructions from LLMs to which they resorted to after getting no one to really understand them (even suicide prevention hotline volunteers), it's not just the LLM and the corporation behind it to blame (yes, they surely must be blamed, but not only them), but a whole society that failed with them. And this will never be part of the statistics.
@brianpeiris@lemmy.ca @technology@lemmy.world
Do you know what kills, too? When a person finds no one that can truly take all the time needed to understand them. When a person invest too much time on expressing themselves through deep human means only to be met with a deafening silence... When someone goes through the effort of drawing something that took them several hours each artwork just for it to fall into Internet oblivion. Those things can kill, too, yet people can't care less about the suicides (not just biological, sometimes it's a epistemological suicide when the person simply stops pursuing a hobby) of amateur artists that aren't "influencers" or someone "relevant enough" for people.
How many of those who sought parroting algorithms did it out of a complete social apathy from others? How many of those tried to reach humans before resorting to LLMs? Oh, it's none of our businesses, amirite?
So, yeah, LLMs kill, and LLMs are disgusting. What's nobody seems to be tally-counting is how human apathy, especially from the same kind of people who do the LLM death counting, also kills: not by action, but by inaction, as they're as loud as a concert about LLMs but as quiet as a desert night about unknown artists and other people trying to be understood out there across the Web. And I'm not (just) talking about myself here, I don't even consider myself an artist, however, I can't help but notice this going on across the Web.
Yes, go ahead and downvote me all the way to the abyss for saying the reality about the Anti-AI movement.
@canofcam@lemmy.worldTo me, it's more of the former. It's fuel only in the eyes of materialistic pursuit, which is a subset of survival instinct. When one let go from the mundane, when one wakes up to the fact that we're taking nothing with us after we cease existing, when one wakes up to the fact that what we call as "we" or "me" are illusions of a emergent property from principles of physics (sentience from a dynamic system of electric signals flowing through a self-organizing structure "living being"), then if gets easier to see death (and Death, the noumenon, which I symbolically see as "Death Herself" as in Morana, for example) as meaning rather than "fuel".
As for where is the cosmic wheel going, IMHO the answer is likely: to itself. Order emerged from chaos (Ordo Ab Chao) and chaos emerge from order (Chao Ab Ordine) and the cosmic cycle goes on indefinitely. Life, and by extension humans, are just a tiny part of the order which emerged from primordial chaos (Science calls it Big Bang, Sumerians called Her Tiamat) that's going to return to the same chaos (the inexorable "falling" towards maximum state of entropy).
@canofcam@lemmy.worldDeath. I mean, literally or, to be more precise, cosmically literally.
See, every living being relies on the death of other living beings in order to continue alive. Similarly, death relies on living beings (a dead being can't die again). I coined a Latin phrase that is quite similar to the Hermetic principle "as above so below": "Vita mortem manducat, Mors manducat vitam" (life devours death, Death devours life).
Death is the only certainty, the only truth, still living beings are wired to fear and avoid it (pointlessly, as there's not much left to do when the organs of a living being stop working altogether due to inexorable consequences of aging).
So, no matter how strange it may sound, the purpose of life is Death, literally. The true Mother Goddess.
@Old_Dread_Knight@lemmy.world @asklemmy@lemmy.world
"Is it possible to find a friend or partner..." No. And the explanation is simple: it's not possible to find what doesn't exist, and friendships and romances don't exist.
They're two of the ultimate mundane illusions. Lies engineered to keep the horse chasing the carrot hanging from its own head. And even if the horse wakes up to the realization that the carrot isn't even real (it's just a trick from its head), it can't simply stop, because it got an indifferent limbic system, a biologically pre-programmed set of instructions compelling the horse to continue the pointless chasing.
Even when (if) Sisyphus come to the realization that the boulder inexorably rolls down and trying to roll it up is pointless, Sisyphus will continue rolling it up because it's the only thing his gray matter knows, just lies and illusions: the illusion that he, the boulder and the hill somehow "exist" in some kind of "existence", and the lie that there's some kind of global maxima, the lie that enough pushing-the-boulder-up will eventually meet the desired equilibrium, some stasis.
And even if there were any existence and there were any "up there" at the hill he was compelled to be, even if he reached the top of the hill, what then? Will Sisyphus pat himself on his own back, congratulating and praising himself for getting the boulder to roll all the way to the top? Maybe there are other Sisypha up there who'll give him a medal or something...
And the medal will inexorably oxidize and rust, their bodies will eventually decay and the boulder will crumble into dust due to the weather elements... And the hill will undergo erosion, thus making (what's left of) the boulder to roll downhill, alongside the fossilized skull and bones from all the Sisypha up there.
And no one will remember them because there'll be no one existing to remember what supposedly existed: not even the hill or the Pale Blue Dot where the hill once was, a planet long since engulfed by a giant red Sun, which in turn ended up obliterated during a collision with former rogue stars from what used to be Andromeda galaxy merging with what used to be the Milky Way galaxy: used to be because, now, every quantum particle is ripped apart due to how the fabric of spacetime continuum is now infinitely stretched, the Big Rip.
And, if we consider that the Sisyphean boulder got equilibrium, it means that all energetic transformations across the cosmos also have their point of equilibrium, and this means that there's now this cosmic stasis where no energetic transformation happens anymore, the Big Freeze.
In the end, the existent aspect of things, if any, is this: they're lies, it's all illusory. There's nothing, not even the nothingness. It's just illusory electric signals processed by the illusory brain.
Uma música/poesia/peça de arte deve ser apreciada pelo que ela é e não por quem a fez
Concordo plenamente!
Só de saber que uma massa de usuários que gostariam de um ambiente minimamente limpo dos ruidos do cérebro digital que você escreveu me estimulou demais
Também, e foi uma das coisas que tanto trouxeram-me pro fediverso quanto levaram-me ao Geminispace. Porém, é tenso quando, por exemplo, meu tipo de expressão, que não vê fronteiras entre as diferentes áreas do conhecimento humano (falo de Lúcifer no mesmo texto onde falo de Assembly e do surrealismo de René Magritte), é facilmente confundido por outrem como sendo ruídos do cérebro digital: fica parecendo que minha expressão é um copia-e-cola de um ChatGPT quando, quem me conhece fora da tela, sabe quen esse sou eu mesmo, um sujeito ecêntrico sobrecarregado de informações.
E como já fui acusado de "conversar usando ChatGPT" (literalmente ouvi isso de uma pessoa, sob a indireta ipsis literis "não gosto quando as pessoas usam ChatGPT pra falar comigo"), atrelado ao fato de que sou de fato usuário de IAs (embora não pra esse propósito do qual fui acusado, mas provar é uma tarefa que só é possível quando a conversa está ocorrendo presencialmente), e também ao fato de que tenho a tal da "Síndrome do Impostor" onde eu facilmente duvido de mim mesmo, acabo por internalizar a acusação.
É triste que nossos trabalhos não alcancem massas como as redes das big techs
Além do alcance, eu diria que há também o fator da compreensão simbólica, do entendimento.
Por exemplo, a famosa "mensagem de Arecibo" já saiu do sistema solar e alcançou o espaço sideral, talvez tenha sido recebida por alguma forma de estrutura auto-organizante (ser vivo) extraterrestre, mas ainda que tenha alcançado-lhes, será que foi compreendida?
Nós, seres vivos, vivemos uma experiência inexoravelmente solipsística: entendemos o que nós mesmxs queremos dizer com uma expressão/vocalização, mas o entendimento do que outro ser vivo (não apenas humanos) está expressando depende desse entendimento interno, esse dicionário cognitivo interno que cada um de nós formou com base na própria percepção. E esse dicionário raramente consegue ressonar com dicionários de outros seres vivos: meu "vermelho" definitivamente não é o mesmo "vermelho" de outrem, então se falo "vermelho" querendo dizer tudo aquilo que internamente sei e sinto com o "vermelho", até pode ser que houve alcance, mas definitivamente não consegui comunicar o "vermelho" que senti de expressar.
E isso é solitário, mesmo se, e quando, potencialmente milhares de pessoas visualizaram aquilo. Biilhões de pessoas ouvem os cantos dos passarinhos, ou o choro dos bebês logo que saem do útero, e acham isso lindo, mas será que os passarinhos ou os bebês não estariam, em suas respectivas expressões, lamentando os próprios sofrimentos existenciais, ou tentando avisar-nos sobre algo cósmico, apenas para serem confundidos com "lindos sons"?
Before seeing the thread's text, I looked at the picture and I initially thought those people were kneeing and worshiping some Orange statue by Orange's orders. It's not, but I wouldn't be surprised if it were the thing happening there 😆
@a_person@piefed.social @silence7@slrpnk.net @technology@lemmy.world
Same when I tried to access the archived version of the linked article of this thread. I was faced by a TLS error I never saw before (SSL_ERROR_INTERNAL_ERROR_ALERT), so I thought the Archive Today was facing server-side issues, until I decided to try accessing through the smartphone, and no error happened there.
I only managed to access Archive Today through my computer after disabling several security things, which seems quite suspicious, as if the Archive Today were being hijacked by a MitM (possibly the FBI themselves? They're famous for setting up honeypots) who were trying to push malicious code/tracking to whomever access it.
I would be further worried if I were USian or a citizen from Global North (as I'm Brazilian and from Global South, I can tell the FBI to go pound sand, lol).
To USians, my suggestion is caution accessing Archive Today (at least the current IP address being pointed at by mainstream DNS resolvers) for a while, as the server, while seemingly Archive Today, may be actually some kind of FBI honeypot in disguise. It goes without saying how ICANN and IANA are US entities, prone to interference from three-lettered US agencies. There are alternatives to Archive Today, such as Ghost Archive and 12ft.
@MattW03@lemmy.ca @fedimemes@feddit.uk
To which extent does this graph consider non-Lemmy users interacting with other non-Lemmy users through Lemmy communities as "active Lemmy users"?
I mean, I'm right now interacting with Lemmy using Sharkey. Similarly, I notice many Mastodon and Piefed users interacting with Lemmy communities. And that's where my question comes in: would all of us count as "Lemmy users" according to the methodology behind that graph?
@chicken@lemmy.dbzer0.com @nostupidquestions@lemmy.world
One day I was driving on a highway at roughly 80km/h (no idea how much is it in miles per hour, we use metric around here), and there was a car almost glued to the back of the car I was driving, totally ignoring the "following/tracking distance" thing we're used to learn during driving school (the faster the vehicles, the farther they should be from one another, so if the vehicle ahead needs to do a sudden break, the vehicle behind have the time to react and break as well with no collisions). The car I was driving has a quite sensitive break light: a gentle push is enough for the breaking light to light up without actuating the breaking system (not ABS, it's an old car), so I had a quite unusual idea: Morse coding "DISTANCE" to the driver in the car behind through the breaking lights, using extremely gently pushes on the breaking pedal while I kept driving. I'm not sure if the driver could understand Morse, but at least I tried.
And that's a problem for your scenario where "nearby cars" were to contact each other: even though they could listen to each other, could they actually understand each other?
@KingPorkChop@lemmy.ca @asklemmy@lemmy.ml
The Doomsday Clock was last updated January 2025, I remember having watched it live when the update was announced. But it's pretty much out of date at this point, especially due to news from the most recent few weeks.
While we're "just" two months from the next update (yeah, time flies), perhaps the Bulletin of Atomic Scientists should consider updating it every three months or, even, every month...
...even though the Doomsday Clock have been had a similar role and power that of UN: none at all, they can't even stop nuclear countries from pushing the juicy fan-with-three-blades passion-colored button, shall any of these countries decide doing it for the sake of it.
Which reminds me of a joke: "What's the difference between a rock and the UN? A rock can be thrown during a tantrum, at least". Similarly, "What do the Doomsday Clock and a sundial have in common? Both can't tell you the time during the night time".
@DeathByBigSad@sh.itjust.works
I speak both Portuguese (I'm Brazilian) and English, and I also understand a few loose words, phrases and symbols across different languages (including "dead" ones such as Sumerian/Akkadian, as I've been studying it for religious purposes). Some of these loose words and phrases and symbols also include neologisms and creations of my own, for example:
- nam-ush or nam-uš: transliterated Sumerian/Akkadian, the concept/personification of Death, as ush = death, and nam is the abstraction prefix. I tried to coin other words, epithets and phrases in Sumerian and Akkadian as well, even though little is known about Sumerian grammar.- Vita mortem manducat, Mors manducat vitam: Latin for "Life devours death, Death devours life", symbolizing the symbiotic relationship between survival and death (eating involves a living being absorbing energy from what used to be another living being). The phrase tries to follow the Latin grammar.
I also do some kind of layman linguistic studies, also for religious purposes. For example: the word for "mother" is pretty much similar across every language out there, with the labial phoneme /m/ shared across them.
I also possess the knowledge about evolution of language (or what's so far known about it), such as how the letter A stemmed from the symbol for ox's head, which then became aleph, then alpha, then the Latin A.
I also know some alphabet letters enough to, at least, trying to pronounce the word or phrase (e.g. Cyrillic, some letters from Greek, some from Hebrew, fewer from abjad Arabic, among others).
As someone who codes since my childhood, dealing with languages is particularly "easier": even though I can neither fully understand nor read COBOL, I can notice many similarities with other languages I do know (BASIC); similarly, even though I can neither fully understand nor read Italian, I can notice many shared morphemes and phonemes with languages I do know (Portuguese).
I also kind of able to "speak ASCII hex code" (74 68 69 73), as well as Morse, fluently.
That all said, I feel neither better not worse than a monolingual. Knowing more than one language has its pros and cons.
One of the cons I would mention is this kind of situation where I remember the name for a concept in, say, English or other foreign language, while I'm speaking in Portuguese to an exclusively Portuguese-speaking person, but I can't recall the Portuguese equivalent at that very moment, even though Portuguese is my native language, so I end up saying the English word with no way for the other person to understand it, and the whole situation ends up feeling strange.
There's also the concept of "languageless thoughts" I experience often: things that I'm unable to express or explain, neither in Portuguese, nor in English, nor in any other language whose words I loosely know. It's particularly a phenomenon involving philosophical, religious or spiritual concepts, often in a sudden manner (gnosis).
@arlon@connexia.hibiol.eu @batepapo@lemmy.eco.br
Sim, praticamente só alemão e estadunidense por lá. Tanto que meus gemlogs eram em inglês, com raras publicações que fiz em português pra levar um pouco de um brasileiro poético num espaço onde eu via algumas pessoas levando o idioma delas de vez em quando.
Problema é que o Fediverso, como um todo, depende de toda essa infra "Internet": de TCP/IP a provedores de internet e Big Techs (como CloudFlare). Então acaba sendo como tentar construir um foguete para exploração espacial enquanto dentro da cabine de um Boeing que está caindo em direção à boca de um vulcão em erupção. Aqui emendo o próximo ponto:
O bom do rádio-amadorismo (e rádiocomunicação em geral) é que está meio que alheio ao "fenômeno" da constante degradação que a Internet vem sofrendo.
Inclusive esses dias vi, num fio aqui do Lemmy sobre a degradação do Firefox (IA sendo sorrateiramente incorporada ao navegador que costumava ser exemplar de privacidade e leveza), uma pessoa trazendo uma futurologia curiosa: de que o futuro é do "packet pirate radio".
Hoje coisas como LoRa (long-range radio) são bem acessíveis, mas a tendência é que as frequências e dispositivos de rádio se tornem cada vez mais restritas às corporações com a anuência dos governos (principalmente dos EUA e da UE, que juntas meio que acabam influenciando os rumos político-legais de todos os outros países do mundo incluindo Brasil).
Vai sobrar, então, a "subcultura gray-hat (cyber-steam)punk": transceptor feito de com peça de ferro-velho, plugado a uma velha antena parabólica cheia de tétano que era de um antigo combo da Sky, apontada pra um dos abandonados FLTSATCOM da marinha estadunidense na órbita geoestacionária, com todo o aparato em uma garagem escondida comandado por um dos últimos exemplares de um Arduino de uma época onde Arduino e similares ainda estavam fora do alcance das corporações (e de IAs corporativas).
O rádio (analógico), com uso possivelmente intenso de codebooks combinados e/ou esteganografia (porque criptografia via ham rádio, além de ser ruidoso, é visado por ser "proibido" pela ITU, mas esteganografia conta com um inexorável plausible deniability) é, nesse sentido, o último bastião da comunicação totalmente humana.
Esses também cheguei a usar, como relatei ali na minha resposta pro h0p3. Usei por pouco tempo em comparação ao Orkut, onde comecei a participar de comunidades ainda em meados de 2008 até cerca de 2014 quando o Orkut acabou. Nesse momento minha rotina escolar (e por consequência o bullying escolar) já tinham terminado para ceder espaço à Kafkaesca vida adulta de trabalho e faculdade.