First they came for the hackers.
But I never did anything illegal with my computer,
so I didn’t speak up.
Then they came for the pornographers.
But I thought there was too much smut on the Internet anyway,
so I didn’t speak up.
Then they came for the anonymous remailers.
But a lot of nasty stuff gets sent from anon.penet.fi,
so I didn’t speak up.
Then they came for the encryption users.
But I could never figure out how to work PGP anyway,
so I didn’t speak up.
Then they came for me.
And by that time there was no one left to speak up.
- Alara Rogers nach einem 1945er Gedicht von Martin Niemöller.