“When I was young there were beatniks. Hippies. Punks. Gangsters. Now you’re a hacktivist. Which I would probably be if I was 20. Shuttin’ down MasterCard. But there’s no look to that lifestyle! Besides just wearing a bad outfit with bad posture. Has WikiLeaks caused a look? No! I’m mad about that. If your kid comes out of the bedroom and says he just shut down the government, it seems to me he should at least have an outfit for that.”
– John Waters on the sorry style of today’s rebels (emphasis mine)
No outfit, no uniform, no paradox of conformist non-conformity. Anonymous has become the label of collections of people networked in a dangerously indifferent world. We are not white, black, brown, male, female, man, woman, adult, or child. Those are not our distinguishing and defining traits. You can not see us on a CCTV camera. You can not pick us out of a crowd. You can not judge us by our appearance but only by the character of our words and the effect of our actions.
The Committee to Nuke Elysium 