Your nephew scares you a little.
The way he talks, the unusual language he uses. The keen, coyote like interest he places on world affairs. The hours he spends in his room alone.
You know the phone he has looks like a Samsung with a custom 3D printed case, but when you turn it on, it flashes DixCraft with a tiny cartoon penis. You’ve seen the home made books on the shelf. Often by authors with Internet names you’ve never heard of, but will sometimes hear on the news. “Captain Jizzle claimed responsibility today on an attack that saw 15 major HSBC banks shut down.”
In your sister’s house, the standard Apple vocoserver Siri controls the technology, but your nephew has one called Hagbard. When you ask about it he says it’s an older model, but you asked your Glass about it and it said there’s no such thing. When you ask again, he admits that it’s something his friend made.
What stops Hagbard downloading patented 3D torrents?
What stops Hagbard sharing military files?
His wall screen literally has a big red button labeled ‘self destruct’. His public social networks are all active but you’ve seen his posts appear when he’s sleeping. Or eating. He seems to post when he’s not there. He sometimes seems very paranoid.
You’re worried about your daughter getting dragged in. Your daughter whose computer recently started loading up with a DixCraft sound where the MacOS effect used to be. Who now has the same ghostly disembodied style of social networking. Who is reading books by Captain Jizzle and Mi-Face.
There’s a necklace she wears but there’s a new animal 3D printed on it every few days. You notice your nephew’s digital tattoo change similarly. You see the same thing happening at the mall, with the unassuming young kids that hang around. You get that same coyote like paranoia from clusters of kids at the movies. Kids who sit in groups of 5 or 6 uncomfortably close to the speakers, talking in hushed whispers.
You’re starting to wonder how your daughter can buy so many nice things when her bank account is $25. The coins in her purse don’t look familiar. You overhear someone mention ‘DixCraft’ in a phone store. The employee is pointing and speaking in a hushed whisper. ‘I recommend this one,’ he whispers. ‘it’s still the easiest IOS to uninstall.’
Your daughter is given to watching the tech news with that same coyote like raptness. She stays in her room for a whole week when Fackmitten, a 20 year old hacker is shot dead after firing at police with a 3D printed shotgun. Then another is drowned on a fishing trip, a girl called Burnout, and your daughter tells you she was a vegetarian.
Then a guy called Pussy Control hangs himself after being caught for supplying 80,000 patented technology designs to DixWire, an illegal torrent page. Images are shown of the patents, and you recognise some of them from your daughter’s room.
You’re starting to wonder who you’re meant to be scared of.