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This Thursday June 27th on SuicideGirls Radio hosts Nicole Powers and Juturna Suicide will be joined by activist Kevin M. Gallagher (Free Barrett Brown), academic and author Gabriella Coleman, and journalist Dell Cameron (VICE). We’ll be talking about the strange case of writer and security researcher Barrett Brown and the connections between his “ProjectPM” research and the more recent NSA surveillance revelations exposed by Edward Snowden.

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About Dell Cameron (@DellCam)

Dell Cameron contributes articles to VICE.com on national security, human rights and online activism. He is also project manager of the upcoming news website Muckraker.com. Some of his recent articles have followed the rise and expansion of the U.S. government’s surveillance programs, such as PRISM and CALEA (the Communications Assistance for Law Enforcement Act).

About Kevin M. Gallagher (@FreeBarrett_ & @ageis)

Kevin M. Gallagher is a writer, musician and systems administrator based in western Massachusetts. He graduated with a B.A. in English from the University of Massachusetts, Amherst. He’s currently pursuing activism on issues related to digital rights: freedom of information, privacy, and copyright; while also taking an interest in information security. He is the director of Free Barrett Brown, which is a support network, non-profit advocacy organization and legal defense fund formed for the purpose of assisting a prominent journalist and internet activist, for which he is in charge of all fundraising, public relations, social media and outreach.You can contribute to Barrett Brown’s defense fund here.

About Gabriella Coleman (@biellaColeman)

Gabriella (Biella) Coleman is the Wolfe Chair in Scientific and Technological Literacy in the Art History and Communication Studies Department at McGill University. Trained as an anthropologist, she researches, writes, and teaches on hackers and digital activism. Her first book on Free Software, Coding Freedom: The Aesthetics and the Ethics of Hacking has been published with Princeton University Press. She is currently working on a new book on Anonymous and digital media under contract with Verso. She has given numerous talks on hackers, digital activism, open source production and intellectual property law. For more info visit gabriellacoleman.org/.

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ICYMI: This week’s show on the surveillance state and the criminalization of those who report on it featuring activist Kevin M. Gallagher (Free Barrett Brown), academic and author Gabriella Coleman, and journalist Dell Cameron (VICE).

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by Laurelin

There comes a time in everyone’s life when there has just been too much work and not enough play. This is usually not a problem in my life, no matter how many places I’m working I always seem to find the perfect thing to do on a night off. In that one night, it’s all been worth it: every last long hour and late night is wonderfully and sometimes painfully perfect. Some nights are relaxing and help you recharge your drained batteries, and other nights are not like that at all. Some nights you just know that a storm is brewing; the perfect storm.

I don’t know what it is about Faneuil Hall in Boston that just makes you wild. I think it’s just that foreign concept of having weekends off. I don’t usually have them, so when I do it’s like this whole other world can be seen, a world I usually only see from behind the bar. This Friday was like that. We could be those people, the ones who go out with no abandon, who rack up a hundred dollar tab that’s just a couple beers and a million Washington apple shots. We could be the loud ones, the crazy ones, the dancers, the wild.

The cover band might as well have been Guns n’ Roses in the flesh and the friendly faces behind the bar telling me this round was on the house soon led to things starting to blur. The guys I was with all started looking like dinner and then dessert, and with a wink and a smile we gallivanted off to the bar next door for one more shot and then to yet another bar where I realized that I was in trouble. Things were happening in slow motion. I pulled down my friend’s dress while she danced against her guy with her underwear hanging out, watching a conversation between two people I don’t know. Not being able to shift my gaze, I came to an all too slow realization that my roommate has gone home in a cab by herself and it was my own voice that told her I wasn’t going with her.

The next morning, as I am frantically searching for very new and very lost earrings in a sea of wrinkled sheets and bad, bad decisions, I can’t help but think that none of this is really my fault. Faneuil Hall and having a weekend night off is what’s to blame here. I just get too excited, too thirsty, and at the time nothing seems as bad as it is as that first sliver of light is hitting your face through the shades. It all starts coming back, like a giant wave cresting and crashing against my lifeless hungover body, and I close my eyes as the waves of nausea roll over me, just another repercussion of last night’s perfect storm.

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