Bruce Sterling's Brilliant Piece on WikiLeaks

If there's one thing you should read to understand the long-sweep importance of WikiLeaks, check out Bruce Sterling's ridiculously good reflection on cypherpunks, people, the NSA, Monica Lewinsky, Assange, and his "chilly, deadening sense of Edgar Allen Poe melancholia."

In a month that has been filled with tremendous writing, Sterling's piece might be the most human and insightful.

As a novelist, I never think of Monica Lewinsky, that once-everyday young woman, without a sense of dread at the freakish, occult fate that overtook her. Imagine what it must be like, to wake up being her, to face the inevitability of being That Woman. Monica, too, transgressed in apparent safety and then she had the utter foolishness to brag to a lethal enemy, a trusted confidante who ran a tape machine and who brought her a mediated circus of hells. The titillation of that massive, shattering scandal has faded now. But think of the quotidian daily horror of being Monica Lewinsky, and that should take a bite from the soul.

Bradley Manning now shares that exciting, oh my God, Monica Lewinsky, tortured media-freak condition. This mild little nobody has become super-famous, and in his lonely military brig, screenless and without a computer, he's strictly confined and, no doubt, he's horribly bored. I don't want to condone or condemn the acts of Bradley Manning. Because legions of people are gonna do that for me, until we're all good and sick of it, and then some. I don't have the heart to make this transgressor into some hockey-puck for an ideological struggle. I sit here and I gloomily contemplate his all-too-modern situation with a sense of Sartrean nausea.

Commonly, the authorities don't much like to crush apple-cheeked white-guy hackers like Bradley Manning. It's hard to charge hackers with crimes, even when they gleefully commit them, because it's hard to find prosecutors and judges willing to bone up on the drudgery of understanding what they did. But they've pretty much got to make a puree' out of this guy, because of massive pressure from the gravely embarrassed authorities. Even though Bradley lacks the look and feel of any conventional criminal; wrong race, wrong zipcode, wrong set of motives.

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