In high school, I had a friend that printed out a copy and put all the pages into a binder. Another friend and I had borrowed the binder, and flipped through it one day to pass the time during health class. The following day, our teacher came over and crouched at our desks to talk to us. She said that she has found a piece of paper with instructions on how to make a bomb, and she has given the paper to the principal. She told us that we weren’t in any trouble, but that we were never to bring anything like that to school ever again.

I also remember another friend writing an essay for English class, and then reading it aloud in class, recounting his experience building and detonating a “pipe bomb” in his backyard using gunpowder and a mayonnaise jar.

Different times. (This was 1996-1997)