Bruce Sterling's take on the #cablegate situation is pure gold — a fierce, clear-eyed look at the forces that made pieta Manning, the ideology of assangeism, the wounded bellowing of an empire in decline with its trousers around its knees. Must-read stuff:

The one grand certainty about the consumers of Cablegate is that diplomats are gonna be reading those stolen cables. Not hackers: diplomats. Hackers bore easily, and they won't be able to stand the discourse of intelligent trained professionals discussing real-life foreign affairs.

American diplomats are gonna read those stolen cables, though, because they were supposed to read them anyway, even though they didn't. Now, they've got to read them, with great care, because they might get blindsided otherwise by some wisecrack that they typed up years ago.





And, of course, every intelligence agency and every diplomat from every non-American agency on Earth is gonna fire up computers and pore over those things. To see what American diplomacy really thought about them, or to see if they were ignored (which is worse), and to see how the grownups ran what was basically a foreign-service news agency that the rest of us were always forbidden to see.

This stark fact makes them all into hackers. Yes, just like Julian. They're all indebted to Julian for this grim thing that he did, and as they sit there hunched over their keyboards, drooling over their stolen goodies, they're all, without exception, implicated in his doings. Assange is never gonna become a diplomat, but he's arranged it so that diplomats henceforth are gonna be a whole lot more like Assange. They'll behave just like him. They receive the goods just like he did, semi-surreptitiously. They may be wearing an ascot and striped pants, but they've got that hacker hunch in their necks and they're staring into the glowing screen.