literally ran a basic wardialer in my area code and had guest access to multiple government systems. I felt like matthew broderick would have been so proud.

I never got anywhere but it freaked my parents out they were not proud like i had been expecting at all.

Never actually messed around with anything besides figuring out the no password guest accounts so not really thrilling but it was super easy to get access.

Also when email was first a thing you could just telnet to port 25 on a server and write raw SMTP messages and most servers would just accept them. You would say yes this message is coming from god@heaven.com and it would say sure thing!

Leader: “Alright, while he’s working on breaking into their system, we’ll–”

Hacker: “I’m in.”

Leader: “That fast? Did you find some zero-day to exploit?”

Hacker who just tried username “admin”, password “password”: “Yyyyeeeeeees?”

Until your mom grounded you for hogging the phone line.

It would’ve been amazing to be part of the culture back in the days of phreaking.

It was fun, indeed. People knew so little about the implications and possibilities of connecting two systems, that even if you didn’t hack anything worthwhile, it was easy to feel like a genius simply by war-dialing into another local nerd’s own Commodore 64.

The door was basically left wide open. You could do whatever you wanted with ease.

I’m guessing it was Wargames.

Hackers, probably.

Salò, or the 120 Days of Sodom

Barbie

The Net?

darude sandstorm

Oppenheimer

Earth Girls Are Easy

Wargames is the one that scared President Reagan and created the (still overreaching) CFAA.

That said, at 300 baud, hacking was s . . . . . l . . . . . o . . . . . . . . . . w.

I’ll take “Movies with poor portrayals of real things that changed the world anyway,” for $500, Alex.

Wargames