there must be some effect on our minds for the generation who went from 56kps dial-up to broadband to being able to pull 5G out of the air like magic. storing all your schoolwork on a single floppy to paying £50 for a USB stick to having 15Gb of e-mails in the cloud

i suppose the effect is & #39;insanity& #39; and we all have it

would love a longread on the aesthetics and the mechanics of the Old Internet. the idea of logging off, and away messages, and niche little geocities pages. waking up with a hangover tagged in 100 new photos on facebook

now i just burble out every errant thought as and when i have it and it either gets & #39;liked& #39; (a good little treat for the good boy!) or i get & #39;fucking cancelled& #39; (a bad little punishment for the baby!)

what& #39;s your most treasured Old Internet memory? I once called my mum at work to ask permission to go on the internet, because due to the tariff we were on it cost more during the daytime. I wanted to check if someone had replied to me on a webcomic forum