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■ ABOUT ME
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[M]enu
Hey there, fellow traveler.
I'm Mustafa - a founder and builder based in California.
I build data infrastructure and developer tools.
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How it started
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I grew up in Alanya, a small town on the Mediterranean
coast of Turkey. There was no internet. There was no software
community. There was a kid with a 386 and a lot of curiosity.
I taught myself MS-DOS from books I bought on summer
trips to Ankara. Then GW-BASIC. Then Pascal.
Then C. Then x86 assembly. Each one from a
book, each one alone, each one in a bedroom in a coastal town
where nobody else cared about computers.
Then I bought my first modem.
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The modem changed everything
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I was in middle school. The modem was 14.4k. I plugged it into the
phone line, dialed a BBS in Ankara, and watched text scroll across
my screen from someone else's computer, hundreds of
kilometers away.
I was blown away.
Suddenly I was connected to other people who cared about the same
things I cared about. Software enthusiasts. Programmers. SysOps
running boards out of their bedrooms. People across Turkey on
HitNet. People across the world on FidoNet.
It was not the internet. It was better than the internet, in a way.
It was small enough to know people by name. Every caller
was real. Every message was written by someone who had paid for the
phone call to send it.
That modem changed my life. It changed how I understood computers.
They were not just machines you programmed alone in a room. They
were bridges to other people.
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What I do now
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These days I pour that same energy into Peaka - a data
integration platform that lets you query all your SaaS data in one
place. Like a data warehouse, minus the warehouse.
Before that: two decades of building data infrastructure, developer
tools, and internal platforms. Java, then Rust, then whatever the
problem demands. The thread that connects all of it is the same
thread that connected a kid in Alanya to a BBS in Ankara:
making data move between systems that were never designed
to talk to each other.
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Why this site exists
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This site is a tribute.
To the SysOps who paid for the phone lines. To the BBS software
authors who wrote RemoteAccess and Terminate and Front Door. To
FidoNet and HitNet and the echomail conferences where I learned
that programming was not a solo sport. To the era when 16 colors,
80 columns, and a 14.4k modem were enough to build a community
that spanned the world.
The technologies from that era had a huge impact on my
life. This site is my way of keeping them alive.
I still believe the terminal is the most honest interface
ever built.
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