Cyberpunk Radio - #108 - Symphony of Corruption

In the age of the Endless War, political forces align to commit global Armageddon. TIMESTAMP: _2008_Q4 Index: 0.73 Presingularity Source: _root Duration: 11:45 Size: 22772963 File: mp3

Cyberpunk Radio - #107 - Microbial Reactor Fuel Cell Battlebots

*************************** Updated 10 Jul 2009: Declassified documentation: Energetically Autonomous Tactical Robot (EATR) *************************** Original story: The dramatic drop in violence in Iraq is due in large part to a secret program the U.S. military has used to kill terrorists, according to a new book by Pulitzer Prize-winning journalist Bob Woodward. Pluri Media Group Breaking News: Here we reveal the secret weapon- information leaked from MILSIM; autonomous, self fueling robots, 'feeding' on a novel source of energy. Robots need energy- fuel, to power CPUs and sensors (the robot nervous systems) as well as actuators (robotic muscles). Traditional batteries have never had satisfactory performance, particularly for extended duration continuous operation. Some sort of renewable energy is needed. Taking a lesson from biotic evolution, attempts have been made to harness energy in the environment like simple vegetation, where on board microbes are used to process the raw foraged matter into energy, with the waste discharged. Previous microbial powered fuel cells could only produce an open circuit voltage of not more than 0.75 volts, which is significantly less than needed for even modest industrial/military robotic applications. Recently though, bioengineered microbes have been developed that can rapidly and efficiently oxidize practically any organic material and produce open circuit voltage upwards of 0.5 kv, easily enough to power high mobility military assault bots for short bursts between foraging. Plants, plastics, oils and fat- all of these can be readily converted to and stored in fuel cells. Combining a multi-tool maw for foraging with energy producing high efficiency oxidizer microbes to digest the raw matter, then converting it to stored energy, all coordinated through autonomous action via nuanced command and control circuits composed of primate neuronal cells superimposed on MILSYNC nano circuitry culmonates in the state of the art for fully self sustained battle ready robots. Since these constructs utilize organic matter for power, and are fully autonomous, they are deployed only to the most dangerous theaters of warfare. Fail safe systems are incorporated into the basal circuits; convergence algorithms based on Lyapunov stability theory. Generally, friendly fire hazards have been minimized- though military personnel are cautioned to avoid encounters with these bots due to the potential for fire control 'glitches' which could pose a 'potential lethal risk' to collaterals unfortunate enough to be interposed in projectile path. In addition to the obvious risk of friendly fire from these autonomous battle bots, there is also a directive to field operatives to steer well clear of these bots during operations as they are programmed to autonomously scavenge for 'food'- anything containing "carbohydrate, protein, and/or oil" as input. It is not yet know whether the neuronal control systems will self adapt to scavenge 'non standard' food sources such as larger animals, or even humans. Additional content: Andrew Octopus - Big In The Mind Sudden Death - Reign Of Error Duration: 23:26 File Size: 22648634

Cyberpunk Radio - #106 - Into the Belly of the Beast and Cyborg Guitar

TIMESTAMP: 2013

A State of Fear in the Homeland

In the early evening he ventured from his secure sleeper and set out onto the cold grey thorough fare. He posted the same self adhesive infrared LED flasher on each security observation pole he passed. These little flashers pissed off the cctv monitors big time; like little roman candles burning into the monitors' otherwise shadowed and noir images.

Within a few blocks Tenco was confronted by a lone black clad sec-cop. He had the corporate logo of a common homeland security code enforcement officer. Tenco tried to veer around the man, but found his feet inextricably stuck to the walkway as if by epoxy. If he had not been wearing his tightly cinched boots he may well have pulled his feet right out of them. 'Stay put', the sec-cop growled rhetorically; Tenco was going nowhere- being literally glued to the spot. He looked down and noticed the stasis pool on the pavement- well fuck, he thought, walked right into that without noticing. Momentarily a convoy of flat black carriers rumbled up. A handful of bio enhanced mil-cops detached from the center carrier and grabbed Tenco by either arm. The sec- cop deactivated the stasis pool with a point and a button click of his multi weapon. The Mil-cops unceremoniously shoved him in the back of the bloated black carrier, and the little convoy unceremoniously trundled off. He had time to ponder his fate during the ride; bandying the meaning of 'rendition' and 'enhanced bio interrogation' about in his imagination like two dead corpses that his brain pleaded with him to avoid staring at, but that he could'nt look away from- the morbid attraction of the words was too strong; 'rendition', 'enhanced bio interrogation'.

Tenco was shaken from his private introspection with a jolt as the little caravan came to an abrupt stop. Tenco, flanked by muted mil-cops, was ushered from the back of the carrier to an awaiting unmarked DHS special ops helicopter.

As soon as they had him strapped in, the helicopter lurched up from the tarmc, leaving Tenco's stomach simultaneously falling to his groin and upwelling biliously up his throat. As the helicopter rapidly banked up and over town, Tenco leaned slightly to look out the door.

"Watch it," said one of his otherwise reticent guards absently over the pers-com, gripping Tenco's arm painfully.

Tenco saw the post office, the logo flag on the steel pole in front. The Main Street was lined with ‘shopping’ flags, each brightly colored and sporting a variety of seemingly benign corporate logos. Tenco allowed himself a sliver of self satisfaction- so far so good, next step- into the belly of the beast.

As they continued, darkside came into view: railroad tracks, car-littered yards, shacks. Plumes of sooty smoke rose from smoldering tenements. The ever present security drones circling lazilly overhead, UMV’s lurked on practically every intersection, even from this distance the barrels of their chem cannons, and the flat plates of pain radiators, were clearly and ominously visible.

Like water fleas, he could make out people shuffled about under UV blocking hats and flowing antirad ponchos. They all had a common demoninator- credit zero. They were the brown and the yellow and the white demonized on the nightly monitors. Parasites on society- takers, not givers. Credit less moochers. Tenco wondered to himself- are they really so dangerous? From his vantage they all seemed so helpless and pathetic. What propaganda could he, no should he, believe?

Tenco also made out the familiar rendering trucks making runs through the streets of Darkside, picking up corpses. Cadaverously turgid flesh flailed like grotesque sea anenomies from the open trailer tops as blood and gore oozed down the camouflaged sides, running over the grey words stenciled on the sides in military font: For God. For Security. For Homeland. Tenco's head suddenly filled with darkness like matt black cotton. He passed out. As Tenco slumped forward in his seat, the guards gave each other a knowing look- the sedatives had overcome the prisoner. Next stop- interrogation and, if Tenco was lucky, a thorough deprogramming; If he was unlucky- if anti government, or even worse, anticorporate information was extracted from him, then he would be terminated and recycled, like so many before him� and after.

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Cyberpunk Radio - #105 - Music and Mind Washing

Dayglo Abortions ("America Eats Her Young"); the rise of the machines and the vulnerability of the Wired Pentagon- deeply penetrated by "Chinese hackers", vast weapons systems whose command and control systems may now very well be compromised by "foreign" agents. Will the US military be turned against it's masters by "hackers"... are these "hackers" human... or an advanced AI with it's own inscrutable agenda?? Finishing with "I'm a Robot" by Flying Saucers in My Brain.

Cyberpunk Radio - #104 - Socio Politics of Religious Fear

DJ Defwheezer, Dead Prez (Police State), the mashing politics of religious fear mongering in the 2008 elections and beyond. As the nomination process for the Democratic Presidential nominee winds down, Hillary, obviously weakened by the stress of the campaign, lets slip some of her true (and frankly racist) feelings regarding her support among "hard working uneducated whites" (aka "crackers"). Clinton's verbal slip sealed her fate as a has bin politician aligned with the agents of intolerance. Goodbye and good riddance. Now, if only he can avoid getting acute lead poisoning, Barrack will be the next leader of the free world. mp3 file: CPR104 Duration: 13:31 File Size: 13146045