history of communication exhibit

it occurs to me that HOM and i belong to the last generation that can personally relate to the history on display.

we used to switch channels by turning a stiff noisy knob. there was one house in the neighbourhood whose black telephone we all used. we have seen the thick cably innards of the 286. we printed on dotmatrix. transistors used to be state of our art. once there was no internet.

to our children these are antediluvian, who were raised on the remote control and mouse and who learnt to power point as they learnt to wield the pencil, who cannot contemplate a pre-networked world.

today HOM and i look and remember and marvel. tomorrow, perhaps, the J's will look and be amused and relieved.