I thought the “I Have A Dream” speech would fit MaidSafe perfectly,
With its themes of freedom, fairness and all.
So I redid it with new words inserted, like “Net Neutrality,” “Internet freedom for China,” “Decentralization,” “A just currency,” “Let Data Beam,” “everyone is a server,” etc.
I think if the community makes a really great finalized version together, and if someone good at giving powerful, inspiring speeches records it to YouTube,
It could be a powerful way to explain and promote the coming Safe Network.
So… Here’s what I got so far!!:
I am happy to share with you today, what will go down in
history as the greatest invention for freedom in the
history of our planet.
Nearly one score years ago, a great Englishman,
Mr. Berbers-Lee, in whose digitalized ocean we sail today,
brought into existence our World Wide Web.
This global network
came as a great beacon of hope
of passionate scientists, who were segregated
from each other,
for all their computers had no common
means of communication.
It came as
a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.
But fifteen years later, this internet still is not free.
Fifteen years later, the life of the internet is sadly
crippled by the manacles of greed and the chains of
corporate ownership. Fifteen years later, this controlled internet
allows for only a few grand Titanics, of unstoppable wealth,
while we all are left stranded in our crowded lifeboats.
Fifteen years later, the internet
resides only in the wealthier parts of our world,
completely absent from the corners of the planet
that need its information most.
And so we’ve come today
to dramatize a shameful condition.
In a sense, we’re creating the SAFE network, to cash a
check. When the architects of the internet created the
magnificent languages of ____ and ____,
they were signing a promissory note to which
computer was to fall heir. This note was a promise
that all computers, yes those owned by the rich and the poor,
guaranteed the “unalienable Rights” of “privacy, security, and the freedom to share information.” It is obvious
today that the internet has
defaulted on this promissory note, insofar as these freedoms are concerned.
Instead of honoring this sacred
obligation, the internet has given the people a bad check,
a check which has come back marked “insufficient funds.”
But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt.
We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the
great vaults of opportunity of the internet. And so, we’ve
come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon
demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice.
We have also come to this hallowed point to remind the world
of the fierce urgency of Now. This is no time to engage in
the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of
Now is the time to make real the promises of
technology. Now is the time to rise from the dark and
desolate valley of controlled servers and corporate
data centers to the sunlit path of
Decentralized networking, by all people. Now is the time
to lift our internet from the
quicksands of centralized profits to the solid rock of
decentralized equality. Now is the time to make
privacy and security a reality for all
of God’s children.
It would be fatal for the planet to overlook the urgency of the
moment. This sweltering summer of the people’s legitimate
discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn
of freedom and equality. Two thousand fourteen is not an end,
but a beginning. And those who hope that the 99% needed
to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude
awakening if the internet returns to business as usual. And
there will be neither rest nor tranquility in the world until the
People are granted their digital rights. The whirlwinds of
revolt will continue to shake the foundations of the internet
until the bright day of justice emerges.
But there is something that I must say to my people, who
stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of
justice: In the process of gaining our rightful place, we must
not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy
our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness
and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the
high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our
creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again
and again, we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting their
centralized control with logic, and mathematical solutions.
The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the 99%'s
community, the Occupy movement’s community,
and the people’s community, must not lead us to a distrust of all rich
people, for many of our rich brothers, as evidenced by their
presence online today, have come to realize that their destiny
is tied up with our destiny. And they have come to realize
that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom.
We cannot walk alone.
And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall
always march ahead.
We cannot turn back.
There are those who are asking the coders of MaidSafe,
“When will you be satisfied?” Well we can never be satisfied,
as long as the masses are the victims of the unspeakable horrors
of NSA surveillance and corporate control.
never be satisfied as long as our
messages, carrying our innermost thoughts and emotions, cannot
travel securely though the fibers of the internet without spying eyes.
be satisfied as long as the people’s information, profiles, and data,
are stored on corporate servers, and constantly monitored by those in power,
We cannot be satisfied as long as innocent people
have their data searched against their will, and labeled
“terrorists” if the ideas present
do not align with the goals of the aristocracy. We cannot be
satisfied as long as a human being in
no access to free information and the people of Egypt
are denied access to the tools they need, to evict
No, no, we are not
satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until “justice rolls
down like waters, and righteousness like a mighty stream.”
I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of
great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh
from behind the Great Fire-wall of China, where single every byte
of information is controlled and censored by the government.
And some of you
have come from areas where your quest – quest for freedom left you
battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the
winds of corporate, or government control. You have been the veterans of
creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that
unearned suffering is redemptive. Return to Egypt, return
to China, return to South Korea, return to
return to India, return to the slums and
of our brother countries, knowing that with MaidSafe,
this situation can and will be changed.
Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today,
And so even though we face the difficulties of today and
tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted
in the in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day our planet will rise up and live
out the true meaning of its creed: “We hold these truths to
be self-evident, that all men are created equal.”
I have a dream
that one day on the SAFE network,
oppressed families in North Korea and the
free families of South Korea,
Will one day share messages, data, and beautiful friendships,
Over this new, open internet.
I have a dream that one day even deep in Africa,
sweltering with the heat of disease, sweltering with
the pain of prohibitive pharmaceutical patents, will be
transformed into an oasis of
free healthcare, with free access to medical cures and data online.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in
a world where they will not be expected to be no more than, constant consumers,
to be powerful producers!
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day, up in Washington DC, with its
governor having his lips dripping
with the words of “Nullification” on “Network Neutrality” – one day
right there in DC little poor students
will one day be
able to join hands with little rich students, and
to believe exact same world-class
education online, for free! At a miniscule cost to the Institutions
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted,
and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough
places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be
made straight; “and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed
and all flesh shall see it together.”
This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to
With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of
despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to
transform the jangling discords of our internet into a beautiful
network, uniting us all. With this faith, we will be able to
work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go
to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing
that we are and forever will be, completely free.
And this will be the day – this will be the day when all of
God’s children will be able to sing with new meaning:
My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing.
Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrims pride,
From everymountanside, let freedom ring! And we must not just
Let freedom ring, but we must let Data Beam!
For if our internet is to reach its full potential, this must become
And so let data beam, mitt just from the controlled
servers at Google, but from the personal smartphones in rural China!
Let data beam from the mighty mountains of the himilayas!
Let data beam from the heightening Alleghenies of
Let data beam from the snow-capped Rockies of
Let data beam from the curvaceous slopes of California.
But not only that:
Let data beam from Stone Mountain of Georgia.
Let data beam from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee.
Let data beam from every hill and molehill of Mississippi.
From every mountainside, let freedom ring.
And when this happens, and when we allow data to beam,
when we let it beam from every village and every hamlet,
from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up
that day when all of God’s children, black men and white
men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be
able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro
“Free at last! Free at last! Thank God Almighty, we’re free at last!”