Picture a hacker of the ‘90s, straight from central casting. Matthew Broderic from Wargames, but a bit scruffier and not as photogenic. That image along with the irreverent attitude to question all authority, tinker with everything and talk about it until every depth was plumbed and every point was down to nanometers, started with the dialup BBSs. No BBS has had more written about it, and made the same kind of mark as The Cult of the Dead Cow.