smoking at their desks, not fastened seatbelts in cars, looking at
small green monochrome screens that were not in cubicles, talking on
cellphones as big as WW II walkie talkies.
Those phones were huge in status as well as size. Not shown in the
movie, but as I remember it, those original cellphones required that
you lugged around a suitcase full of electronics.
Twenty years later, we're a bunch of non-smoking seatbelters with
"Beam me up Scottie"-size communicators.
Such is the pace of positive change. Such is what I hang my hopes on.
--
David
www.schons.net
