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Nick Porcino (c) 2026

The nights grow long, the crispness in the air tells us to prepare our stores for the winter to come. The door swings open, and I see a hoodied figure enter, the tools of his trade strung about his waist.

“Come hither friend, and rest a moment by my hearth, I see by your implements that you are a reverse engineer.”

“Thank you, you have spied my domain. You may call me Rev, for I am known by my trade as my name is the same. I reave, I reverse, I reap, I revere.”

“Sir, I see your dharma is that of Opener. What is that ichor I see dried upon your disassembler? Is your work not a violence?”

“Indeed fellow. My work is an intervention, and not always welcome. Yet, I perform a necessary act of transformation.”

“Well met,” I said. From the mantle, I produced an ancient pack of cards, Distant Early Warning by Marshall McLuhan, preserved as new in its original cellophane plastic wrap. I handed the artifact to the Opener.

“Ah, now this is a prize, I do not have its schemata amongst my scrolls.” Delicately he slit the plastic wrap, and a gasp escaped, carrying the air of the package’s vintage.

“Oh, but what now was lost?” I asked.

“I observed nothing, therefore nothing was lost,” he replied.

“The seal, then?” I asked.

“A boundary,” he said. “Yes, that too was opened.” He proceeded to draw the cards one by one, carefully noting their order.

“I have completed my examination, and here is its blueprint.”

“And can you explain the game?”

“Strangely I cannot. The telos is missing.”

“You have called it fairly,” I said. “The game was a hybrid object; it was part game, part corporate briefing, and part subscription. It cannot be properly understood by itself.”

“Well played,” Rev said, smiling.

Just then, the door swung open; it had begun to snow. A woman entered, holding a dark lantern.

“My father made it, and it has lit my home for many years. Yet now the fire has waned, and the guild says we may not relight it, for the light is theirs.”

Rev looked at the lock on the lantern. “That lock is no boundary, it is a prison. I could pick it, but no.” He drew a wedge and a small hammer and with a single blow the lock flew off and its door sprang open. The flame, freed, guttered up at once. “Feh!” he complained, at the guild, at the workmanship, at the lock.

“You have broken the maker’s ward,” I said.

“I answered the need the ward had extinguished; it has had the respect it deserved,” Rev said.

The woman thanked us, took up her light and departed; we could see the lantern moving through the snow like a small bright window in the dark.

Reverse engineering is a morally charged act of opening that can be violent, liberatory, reductive, imperial, defensive, or all of these at once. By violence, I mean not only physical coercion but any forceful transformation of something’s mode of being or relation to others. To ignore boundaries, to erase context, and to dissolve opacity can all be violations of a system.

Closed systems — compiled binaries, proprietary protocols, living biological architectures, epistemic texts — vary greatly in kind. Yet, each presents a boundary between its interior and the world, appearing as a unified whole. Each resists complete transparency, yet each can be understood, at least in part, by forcing the boundary open.

The act of opening such systems is never purely analytic; it’s an intervention, involving three dimensions of violence: ontological, structural, and reductionist. The same act can also be a counter-violence against enclosure, monopoly, or opacity. The moral weight of reverse engineering therefore depends not only on whether one is “allowed” to open the system, but on what is lost in the opening, whose violence is being challenged, and what kind of reality remains after the map is made. Shelley’s Frankenstein warned us early: when everything is subject to the vivisectionist’s blade, what responsibility do we owe to that which we sunder, expose, and reassemble?

Ontological Violence

Heidegger’s Gestell (Enframing) is a manner of encountering the world that reduces the world to Bestand — the view that everything in the world is a standing resource, waiting to be unlocked, ordered, and exploited.

Reverse engineering expresses Gestell in a particularly forceful form: it denies any entity the right to establish its own boundaries. It tends not to ask a system what it is for, but how it works; not what it means, but what it does. The answer is always a transformation: a living operation becomes a schematic, the mystery becomes a standing reserve of information. The reverse engineer declares that there shall be no secrets; in this, the reverse engineer is no emancipator or thief, but an epistemic imperialist, treating closed domains as open territory for interpretation and control.

The stripping away of obfuscation, symbols, and protections does more than reveal the object; it transforms a dynamic, closed entity into a passive analytic subject. Mystery is not discovered, but forcibly dispelled. Viscerally, it is like an attack on a creator; a non-consensual extraction of the creator’s design, labour, and intention. It is a rude reminder that the protective walls have been nothing but an illusion all along.

Structural Violence

Violence in sociotechnical systems is rarely symmetric; it depends on one’s standpoint within the architecture of control. Reverse engineering should not be trivially considered a violation; it may be a response to a prior violation.

Proprietary enclosure — the so-called walled garden — is itself a form of structural violence, especially when it asserts a sovereign domain over the user’s autonomy, prevents interoperability, or entrenches a monopoly. In such a regime, the inmate may not inspect the structure of the panopticon.

In cases of hidden danger, opacity may itself be a form of violence. A system that conceals unsafe behavior, surveillance, or dependence may be more harmful closed than open.

Consider the rights to repair, to understand vulnerabilities, to detect security compromise, and to preserve a system. The reverse engineer’s intrusion then serves not the creation of a map, but the prevention of harm. For obsolete or abandoned systems, reverse engineering may become an act of preservation. The original authorial context may be gone, and the only remaining interiority is the system’s continued operation. In such cases, the violence of opening may be necessary to prevent total loss. Reverse engineering of a proprietary medical device might be more than curiosity — it might be a path to self-determination.

From the standpoint of the proprietary system, reverse engineering is a violation of boundary. From the standpoint of the enclosed user, the system itself may be the violation. The reverse engineer’s intrusion is therefore neither morally neutral nor merely a trespass; it can be a counter-practice that reasserts user agency.

Legal permission does not settle the moral question. An authorized action may not be harmless, a prohibited action may be just and morally defensible. As such, reverse engineering can be an emancipatory counter-violence, an act of liberation and digital self-defense: a shaped charge against the lock of the vault. The violence of reverse engineering must therefore be judged in relation to the violence that produced the need for it.

Reductionism as Vivisection

None of this means that reverse engineering is always or only liberatory. Even when the opening is morally defensible, it can still be reductive. The risk is not simply that a secret is revealed, but that the revealed system is mistaken for the original whole. Reverse engineering is inherently neither good nor bad, but the transformation it imposes can have moral and epistemic costs.

Biological vivisection violates a living organism in order to understand its anatomy, and in doing so destroys the very emergent properties that gave the organism its life. Of course software is not literally alive, but “life” metaphorically describes processual wholeness: a system does not exist only as a collection of states and transitions, functions and data.

Disassembly, pointer tracing, and functional isolation comprise a reductionist autopsy — the dynamic flow of a system is killed to map its static skeleton. The reverse engineer may learn how the system operates, while losing the deeper context, purpose, or history that made an operation meaningful.

Stepping past questions of ownership, reverse engineering exhibits a certain epistemic arrogance: a refusal to grant the object an internal state. To grant a system interiority is to admit that its full reality is not available at a glance, but unfolds in operation, context, and time. A system may have a kind of structural interiority: a domain of design, history, intention, and operation that is not reducible to its external behavior.

The lesson we learn from Turing’s Imitation Game is the consequence of shifting attention from invisible inner states to observable behavior. Interiority may lose relevance if what matters most is how the system performs. Reverse engineering rejects that functionalist restraint, denying a system the right, proposed by Turing, to be evaluated only through outward performance.

Reverse engineering erases time and context; what a system does is a dynamic and contextual process, contingent on input, and unfolding across time. Extracting control flow, mapping layouts and reproducing outputs is a declaration that a map is the territory: a dead schematic is the equivalent of a living act.

For simple enough systems, this reduction may be true and sufficient. But such systems are not the concern here. What concerns us are larger systems, created with intent and meaning, where reverse engineering may answer how something is done while simultaneously erasing the why. Computational universalism may make a system reproducible, but it does not make it intelligible. The deeper violence is not simply that a closed system is opened; it is that the opening may be mistaken for understanding.

Mapping every brick in the cathedral ignores the beauty of the light in the void — the very thing the cathedral was built to celebrate.