Managed insecurity

A long time ago, in another life, I was a hacker. Back then it involved actually having some understanding of the networks you wanted to explore, an ability to think on your feet and to learn as you went. It also involved an acoustic coupler and a modem the size of a shoebox (and about as speedy) but what it didn’t involve was any malicious intent. Indeed, until the arrival of the Computer Misuse Act the authorities were hard pressed to come up with a crime that had been committed. As I matured so my thirst for knowledge was quenched by becoming a journalist and writing about the stuff I already knew, while getting paid to learn new stuff: they call it research dontcha know.