I now forgive Microsoft for Windows NT. Times have changed. A weight has lifted, but a new one sets in. (Sigh.)
Follow-up (pardon the language, I know it's offensive, but not by my own choice)
I personally have been disgusted as to how much seemingly antique information has been lost to Google and its search indexing over the years. It selectively archives some things it likes, and lets others fall by the wayside. I am including saved archives of some documents I accessed today in part of a little thought experiment I have in mind: How much will my post today affect Google's thoughts on what searches are relevant tomorrow (so to speak). There is a very important Quora Digest posting originating in 2018-2019 that changed my life and relationship with social media quite a bit: (2) Who is Jason Zych_ Why was he fired from UIUC years ago_ - Quora.pdf
As it happens I unintentionally fell victim to a predatory anti-Semetic ruse this year initiated by some self-termed "vampire killers" which references a very hateful point of insanity from the historic WWII Nazi occult. It's all very confusing with no consensus as to what they really mean. I think that its some kind of dungeons and dragons type of incantation that people who engage targets in hate crimes of this sort feel spiritually relevant to bring up before brutally slaughtering their victims. At any rate, the point of initiation was that some poor theoretical physicist with all the ideas in his world, but sadly no mathematics to reason about it, needed my expertise in a collaboration based on my past limited experience in print with orthogonal polynomials. Within this ruse, these soul-less (subhuman) a-holes ridiculed me with a "crown of thorns" avatar (e.g., a swastika) symbolizing another violent subset of their hateful imagery whereby I should be hacked into oblivion, clearly without my consent, and ridiculed with hate speech as though I were Jesus, king of the Jews as they say, right before the historical prophet was brutally murdered. This speaks quite a bit to the very dark, vilified perception and viewpoint of "hackers" online these days. In reality, the actions of these men are cowardly, unacceptable and they are nothing more that vile thugs that lurk in the shadows, but never in the light nor even using their real legal names, to prey upon yet the next unwitting victim. Again, real hackers built the Linux kernel and wrote the GNU utilities to run atop of it, whereas these perpetrators are vicious demons hell bent on breaking the law. If any hackers worth their salt, real men and women as it is, can help me bring these slugs to justice, please contact the GTPD in Atlanta.
Something good came out of some men that were worse
Following how I was treated in the CS department at UIUC over 2019-2020 (very dismissively), I was directed to the University of Illinois Title IX office, where I was similarly blown off immediately. This year, the School of Math at GA Tech put forth mandatory Title IX training for all 100+ graduate students over video chat in the midst of the raging pandemic. At the end one graduate student asked a question that seems revealing to me what this odd, sudden training exercise was really about. Namely, they covered whether it was against local university policy (e.g., even school honor code at GA Tech) to report violations that occured at another university campus there or not (It is, indeed, well within reason to do so according to our Title IX expert). I cannot help but see this is as all connected given that a few faculty in CS from UIUC whom I believed were friendly advocate types were CC'ed on the Title IX emails at UIUC.
As it were, in all of this craziness of having to become the Facebook friend of Lucky225 (Jared Morgan) this pandemic and having had to suffer the side effects of Mitnick's personality in the flesh more than twice without asking for it over the last few years, I am begging for a few pardons that this all end. I am going to ignore some lingering hesitation to clear the man (the myth, the legend), one Jason Zych, of his suggested ties to the hacker alias Lucky225 and instead clarify tone. What we all know the real Jason is indeed guilty of perpetrating would have been the infuriatingly detailed corner case ridden MPs that most CS majors at the U of I have come to synonymously associate with the following expression of grief on one's Unix system of choice: SEGMENTATION FAULT (dated, lost-to-time video reference implied).
"If you want to talk, University High School is across the street" -- Jason Zych
"Fuck 'em, or fail 'em, right? To which he responds in typical sorted order: 'Yes'." -- MDS
What Zych, the man, the myth, the legend (as it were) is actually capable of is something embodied by the following out-of-context agenda:
After an argumentative meeting with a new medical doctor on a large campus in November of 2014, someone I recognized as a love interest from years ago ran into the room exasperated to see what had happened. This was just as the doctor left with his hands flailing in the air in repulsive disgust at the meeting with me. I realize now that I had been slipped an illicit date rape drug before the appointment. What Jason did that afternoon once he was in the room with me was (I surmise) to get started into an impromptu "social engineering" ruse with me when I did not recognize him enough right away to make eye contact, whereby he began to interview me, the patient, as the new psychiatrist in the room. He is a well-known hacker and computerized medical records specialist that I recall eventually screamed at me to shut up before accessing the HIPPA secured Windows computer to type in the visit summary notes for the first departed doctor that afternoon. Once I started to become more lucid as the drug wore off my sensibilities a couple of hours later, I was still in a daze. Nonetheless, the former lecturer was able to direct me now standing to reception after I asked for an autographed next appointment card in his original handwriting. He effectively told me with a pointing middle finger to get the hell out of his office while eating the doctor's red apple left behind on the desk. This reflects the typical attitude about social engineering tactics and breaking into computerized systems made infamous by convicted federal felon, and apparent frequent friend of this man, Kevin Mitnick (of mid 1990’s televised scandal fame).
The man's former lecturer EGO getting bashed in (perfect orthodontia teeth first) like a figure head statue on Quora Digest years ago is in no small part (IMO) responsible for something good that came out of this otherwise reckless social media experiment. Let's also point blank put aside what a total first rate a-hole my former CS theory adviser is for having the original post that he was distinguished enough to help get so many initial views on (> 150K) later taken down on grounds of being "libelous" (as best as I can surmise, dare he even, at his prolific self within that venue). Instead, let's help put a positive spin on the dismissive who-me-type attitudes that be in large CS and engineering departments nationwide towards women and sexual harassment. The #MeToo tag referenced in an original post got one big "bitch" (and an anonymous lawyer she must have been, like RBG to whom that now admirable nickname is given purpose) to change a precedent for victims in Washington state a year later:
Social service agencies providing support to victims of sexual assault have long known that sexual assault crimes are among the most underreported of all types of crime. According to the department of justice, only two hundred thirty out of every one thousand sexual assaults are reported to police. In the wake of the recent #MeToo movement, this fact has become clear to the broader public.
The statute of limitations restricts a prosecutor's ability to hold perpetrators accountable when reports of crime are delayed. There are many different reasons why victims of sexual assault delay or even choose to never report the crime that has been committed against them. Advances in the field of neurobiology have demonstrated how sexual assault trauma and trauma responses may contribute to delayed victim reporting. Sometimes the victim is in a relationship with the perpetrator - an employer, parent, teacher, or some other person with supervisory power over the victim – causing the victim to believe that further harm will come to them if they report the crime. Further, technological and scientific advances in investigation, collection, documentation, and preservation of evidence have advanced law enforcement and prosecutorial abilities to investigate and prosecute these older cases. Realizing this, policymakers across the country have reevaluated and amended statutes of limitation to extend the allowable time to prosecute sexual assault crimes.
It is generally true that the longer a victim waits to report a crime, the more difficult it will be for the case to be successfully prosecuted. However, the statute of limitations should not prohibit prosecution for these heinous offenses when there is adequate evidence. Extending or eliminating the statute of limitations in these cases is imperative to provide access to justice for victims, hold perpetrators accountable, and enhance community protection.
This constitutes a slam dunk new state law for anyone who has ever personally been victimized by, or had a friend or family member that suffered from, this type of graphic assault. In short, a reason to forget and celebrate. I suppose I might owe a few people better order (say, Belgian style Delirium branded) beer this year for opening my mouth.
I had a few more thoughts about this. Jason (fucking fascist) himself took advantage of me on cheap watermelon vodka the morning of Trump's CPAC-2021 MAGA-fest this March whereby he was insanely aggressive towards me with a (presumably loaded) gun in a holster, grabbed me very physically (I am tall at 6-foot, but NOT strong like a man), and smooched me kiss-of-death style until I burst into tears. The point of this is along the lines of my desire that by the end of my career as a professional mathematician, I sincerely hope to have done worthy enough work to get a lemma, or hell even heuristic, named after me. With respect to the severe trauma and abusive quasi-romantic relationship this man has put me through since I was a teenage freshmen in college, writing him up this way has become second nature at 35. I am finally at the point this year where I fear he might snap and kill me rather than keep me alive as a witness for legal testimony. Speaking up is important, but in the event any of this makes a difference to other women, victims or survivors (and their friends, families and loved ones), I think that naming this after him (JZ) is apropos. That is, let the police profiler invoke the "Jason Zych Syndrome" to explain the mindset of the woman that cuts her longtime stalker and rapists penis off, or something evocative like that and shunned in a patriarchal society. Another variant: "Let him live", she sayeth unto the court banging her gavel down harder than he would like to hear -- in the law of JZS he pray. I have a dream (anyway). Stay safe.
