Damn kid. Tying up the phone line again. 
They're all alike... 
You bet your ass we're all alike... 
we've been spoon-fed baby food 
at school when we hungered for 
steak... the bits of meat that you
did let slip through were pre-chewed 
and tasteless. We've been dominated 
by sadists, or ignored by the apathetic.
The few that had something to us teach 
found  willing pupils, but those few are 
like drops of water in the desert. 
This is our world now... the world 
of the electron and the switch, the
beauty of the baud. We make use of a 
service already existing without paying
for what could be dirt-cheap if it 
wasn't run by profiteering gluttons, 
and you call us criminals. We explore... 
and you call us criminals. We seek 
after knowledge... and you call
us criminals. We exist without skin colour, 
without nationality,without religious 
bias... and you call us criminals.

Yes, I am a criminal. My crime 
is that of curiosity. My crime is that
of judging people by what they say 
and think, not what they look like.
My crime is that of outsmarting you,
something that you will never forgive
me for. 

                       +++The Mentor+++.