Falling down a gopher hole
Maybe we should all go back to the web on Post-Its. You remember, when you were able to keep a collection of URLs, organized, in your cubicle. Or how about the refined version, published by some firm that really didn’t understand what was happening. The Top 100. Perhaps you need a different tool: Gopher worked. Sort of.
Or how about a nod to those who like to relive the past. Get out your (archived) copies of Mosaic, or Netscape… AltaVista? What about digging into a landfill site and unearthing a few million AOL CDs? Anything is possible, once you recognize that we are doing better because we managed to test all the preceding possibilities.
Pardon my nostalgia. My current web speed is just a tad faster than early dial-up, and the web seemed wonderful back then. But here we are, at the beginning of the ‘20s. The future will be wonderful, too!
Enough. Back to the reality of getting the dishwasher loaded, and the bin out to the curb in snow flurries. All familiar only because I’m getting older. My kids will have to discover things, on their own dime. Is that still an expression? My kids have NEVER paid a dime to use a public phone. Or paid a dime for a small bag of potato chips. Inflated systems prevail. (In passing, are there still public telephones, outside of airports?)
I want to roll back things. I still have a few CW keys in storage; what worked for the elders of our society could still be useful. After a fashion. And for the record, I could probably fake a semaphore conversation, if I limited myself to the first ten letters of the alphabet.
