Nightmare Scenario In Hollywood Blockbuster From 14 Years Ago Comes True


In the 1997 Hollywood blockbuster movie Good Will Hunting a writers depicted a nightmare scenario containing a series of events that the writers at the time most likely didn’t think would ever actually come to fruition.

In the scene Matt Damon, playing as Will Hunting, does an interview with the NSA and explains the nightmare scenarios that could possibly unfold as a result of working for the NSA.

While at the time of the movie the scenario was just Hollywood fantasy that no one every envisioned would actually come true, almost 15 years later it is startling accurate depiction of what is really happening in modern-day society.

Scene Transcipts:

Hunting: So why do you think I should work for the National Security Agency?

NSA: Well you would be working on the cutting edge. You would be exposed to the kind of technology you wouldn’t see anywhere else because we have classified it, Super string theory, chaos math, advanced algorithms,…

Hunting. Code Breaking.

NSA: Well that’s one aspect of what we do.

Hunting: Oh come on, that is what you do. You guys handle 80% of the intelligence workload. You are 7 times the size of the CIA

NSA: We don’t like to brag about that will. But you are exactly right. So the way I see it, the question isn’t “Why should you work for the NSA?”. The question is “Why shouldn’t you?”

Hunting: “Why shouldn’t I work for the NSA?” That’s a tough one but I’ll take a shot. Say I am working at the NSA and someone puts a code on my desk, something that no one else can break. Maybe I take a shot at it and maybe I break it. I am really happy with myself because I did my job well but maybe that code was the location of some rebel army in North Africa or in the Middle East and once they have that location they bomb that village where the rebels are hiding. 1500 people that I never met and I never had no problem with get killed. Then the politicians are saying “Oh, send in the marines” because they don’t give a fucking shit. It won’t be their kid over there getting shot just like it wasn’t them when there number got called because they were off on a tour with the national guard. May some kid from [southie] takin’ shrapnel in the ass. And he comes back to find that the plant he used to work at got exported to the country he just got back from. And the guy who put the shrapnel in his ass got his old job, ’cause he’ll work for fifteen cents a day and no bathroom breaks. Meanwhile, he realizes the only reason he was over there in the first place was so we could install a government that would sell us oil at a good price. And, of course, the oil companies used the little skirmish over there to scare up domestic oil prices, a cute little ancillary benefit for them. But it ain’t helping my buddy at two-fifty a gallon. They’re takin’ their sweet time bringin’ the oil back, of course, and maybe even took the liberty of hiring an alcoholic skipper who likes to drink martinis and fuckin’ play slalom with the icebergs, and it ain’t too long ’til he hits one, spills the oil and kills all the sea life in the North Atlantic. So now my buddy’s out of work and he can’t afford to drive, so he’s got to walk to the fuckin’ job interviews, which sucks ’cause the shrapnel in his ass is givin’ him chronic hemorrhoids. And meanwhile he’s starvin’, ’cause every time he tries to get a bite to eat, the only blue plate special they’re servin’ is North Atlantic scrod with Quaker State. So what do I think? I’m holdin’ out for somethin’ better. I figure fuck it, while I’m at it why not just shoot my buddy, take his job, give it to his sworn enemy, hike up gas prices, bomb a village, club a baby seal, hit the hash pipe and join the National Guard? I could be elected president.

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