The good old days? Hmmm.......maybe. Nostalgia, you know, tends to smooth and sweeten memories. Old folks through the centuries have often found themselves baffled and befuddled by modern times.
Although I consider myself a non-fogie, the truth of the matter is, I am a border-line anachronism. In this ever-increasing world of high-tech, low-tech, I am nearly no-tech. Here in the slow lane, I'm a Model T
Ford in a Rolls Royce world. Not complaining, understand, just stating a fact.
My thoughts about this lead me to theorize that whole-sale evolution may be blooming before our very eyes.
Could it be the brain, reacting to technological stimuli, re-wires itself even as I write? Has evolution of the species speeded to point that we can see it happening? Now, that's an amazing thought!
A hundred years down the line when I am angel, a nothing, or a lovely dolphin, will the human condition, as we know it, be recognizable? Will elderly nerds be as baffled as I am today? Baffled by what?