This implies that all electronic communications are insecure.
Morse code thrusts during sex.
Very deep connections with your fellow revolutionaries, I see. What comaraderie! 🤗
Pen and paper, even it’s outlawed people will always find a way to break the law. Of if you want something creative, through songs, poems or dance.
Reminds me of Arnis which the Spanish banned the practice so people created a dance around it.
I remember a meme years ago that described how the type, color, number, and arrangement of flowers in a bouquet could be used to convey complex messages. I’ll have to scroll through my hoard, but I’ll post it if I find it.
But, honestly, as long as there exists a code that is shared between dissenters, and ways to represent discrete elements of that code, communication itself is easy. You could encode anything in a medium that can represent a binary state, like lining up shiny pebbles on your windowsill: two close to each other for a binary 1, or a single one for binary 0. Or you could represent messages by how you hang your laundry to dry. Or embed it into how you play a musical instrument. You could hang Christmas ornaments in your window and use any obvious property to represent a message. You could use a rudimentary radio transmitter to send messages through radio noise. The options are limitless.
The difficult part is maintaining operational security. The limitations presented by human mental capabilities means that a very simple pre-shared secret must be used, which may be leaked or deduced. You have to know where to look, how to decode or decrypt the message, how to respond, and how to do all of that covertly. Prisoners have successfully used hand motions while cleaning their cell window to convey messages outside, apparently for years before authorities caught on.
Steganography, but with flowers?
I communicate by specially timed farting.
You can make pencils with charcoal, paper bark trees are common here.
Also pirate radio, hard but not impossible to conceal its location if you’ve got a good portable system.
Woodcarving, I’ll be passing huge logs with our detailed plans written on it.
I’ll get Lil to come over. She’s my mother’s sister’s girl.
You live in a dystopian present. What do you say now?
I say: The only way to fix healthcare is to do what a wise man did and [Redacted by lemmy.world Admins]!
That wise man didn’t change a thing tho.
but he did. the oligarchs are terrified and have spent the last two weeks spreading misinformation to make people like you believe nothing changed.
So then describe all the things that changed.
Oligarchs are scared because they think social unrest will break out. Except it wont because our society is full of weak people.
Meanwhile insurance companies are still taking your premium while at the same time denying you of life saving claims.
Grats.
so you admit something changed. just because it wasn’t the outcome you wanted doesn’t mean nothing changed.
civil unrest is shows that people are taking notice.
But there isn’t civil unrest. They are just afraid of it. If that was the change you were looking for then good for you I guess.
Unfortunately our community is just as manipulated, exploited, and vulnerable than it ever has been and that is only getting worse. Since that part hasn’t changed, I’d say everything else is just irrelevant.
I’m going to level with you, because it’s clear to me that nobody has done this for you.
the change you’re waiting for won’t ever happen, at least not in the timeline you want it in.
systemic change requires time and voices. civil unrest brings voices together against a common threat.
what the killing of Brian did is focus the public eye onto a real problem of healthcare. now that it’s in the public interests it’s getting discussed. they are trying to quiet it down and not fan the flames, in hopes the fires of rebellion die.
by saying “nothing has changed” you’re just acting as an unwitting pawn in their game to strangle the voice of the people.
don’t be a pawn, discuss what has changed and why Brian was killed.
I don’t think an uprising is going to break out tomorrow as an immediate reaction to his actions.
But at the very least he got a lot of people talking and thinking. People who a year or two ago would call someone “complaining” about the health conglomerates and the way we’re getting fucked crazy.
I was that person called crazy, and now my whole family, neighbors, friends, coworkers are fucking pissed and finally waking up. People who I never thought would.
It certainly doesn’t stop at health insurance, we’re getting killed from 100 different angles. But he got people talking.
But imagine… if we all, I mean everyone just [Reacted By lemmy.world Admins]
This is lemmy.world, not everyone is American.
Imagine thinking you’re insulated from any of it.
I can blink in Morse Code.
I was blinking Torture during Red One
Pee in snow
Imagine you didn’t get caught for dissent against the government, but for indecent exposure.
Welp, death sentence either way. 💀
Return to Bronze Age, exchange clay tablets with secret messages in cuneiform. I can fashion a wedge-shaped stylus out of any old stick
Edit: better yet, if we don’t fire the tablets, we can destroy them quickly and easily whenever we need to or just recycle them. This was common for a lot of cuneiform tablets in ancient Mesopotamia, and much of what we have found in archaeology is stuff that was unintentionally fired because the building it was in burned down
But can you complain to someone for low quality copper?
I can, I will, and I shall have my review echo through the ages
Of course, that’s mainly what we are revolting against.
Only when received with contempt
Signal messaging app.
An underground movement forms that uses interpretive dance as a means of steganographic communication. The code is kept secret for plausible deniability. A parallel would be Capoeira, a combat technique developed by Afro-Brazilian slaves and disguised as a form of dance.
mostly speech. probably some looks and gestures till we get somewhere private along with coded speech. symbols, placement of objects.
I’ll graffiti large dicks everywhere, with charcoal and chalk if I can’t get paints, as means of communication
