That's becuase we remember when were your age. And we did it better. We made it ourselves. If we wanted a website, we wrote it out, tags and all, and then wrote the ftp client ourselves to get it on the server. And we had to dial into the server directly. None of this point and click java-powered drivel, I'll tell you what. You call those hyperlinks? I'll show you a hyperlink! All you kids, soft, soft in the head....

Spell check? No wonder you can't spell. I remember when a spell check was ten minutes swearing at the dot matrix, then waiting an hour for it print your fourty pages, and then you had to go through with a pencil. And do you think that pencil made suggestions? No, you had to have a dictionary, and if you could figure out what word you thought you'd typed, you had a real problem on your hands. And there was none of this GUI snot- we were real geeks, we used command lines and booted our apps off of floppies!....

You've been pampered your whole lives. Why, back in the day, we had to pay for our email by the character- now, you can email an entire song! And it isn't that midi stuff, it's the real song. That's not right, there should be a law....

Get off my lawn, you freaky looking hoodlums! Or I'll sick the dog on you! *waves my cane so vigerously the shaft flies off, reveiling the sword blade inside* Kerberos, attack!

(In computer years, I'm ancient)


Edited by ironraven (08/23/06 02:42 AM)
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When a man dare not speak without malice for fear of giving insult, that is when truth starts to die. Truth is the truest freedom.