Reminds of the scramble to gin commercial-personal spying ops as the big spigot of the Cold War began to close. Which begat cypherpunks with diminished careers for the androidial best and brightest bastard-bred by Vietnam gush bribery. This augurs a new flowering of disaffected neo-androids out to neuter their former enemies' and mentors' desperate attempts to top-cream the comsec-compsec-natsec-privacy-trashing FUD. This augurs the greybearded cpunks generation, the EFFs, and other crypto-privacy-mongering TLAs and NGOs and POGOs getting gut-shot by the young-guns who missed out on buy-outs, awards, grants, contracts, counter-celebrity, seerism, sageism, crackpotism, pony-tailism become baldism, pansexualism, White House inviteeism, oh the glorious days when the bullshit snakeoil meter had to be reset higher mathematically every news cycle. No wonder making money has come out of the closet of shrewd "dissidents" who no longer believe the shit about protecting the people but gush that BS way over the top, a la wily hackers, WL and rush-rush sec-capitalizers scratching each others backs with threats and counter-threats, every more saber-rattling and strategic warnings demanding more secrets to be Chrome-barred for Intelnet stud and mare fees. Inept-security-bastard Wired is now happy as a pig in shit to be inside the beltway of reporting on threatened sec-profits as honey and myhrr. Those over 32 years old better take their cash out of the banks before they are emptied by anons well beyond bitcoin play dough.