I guess human mind really is sensitive only to changes and not to absolute state of things. Makes me wonder how much point there really is in continuously making newer and shinier things since the only thing that happens is that people just get used to the new things and are approximately as happy as they were before.
I'm a senior citizen now who wishes the next paradigm, whatever it will be (Ai?), will happen so I can see it. As for me, happiness is what you make of it, if I want to be happy I have to work for it. When life sucks, I work back to happiness.
I openly gave a talk in my primary school pre-1992 (when we moved) about overcoming copy protections. no one thought i was doing anything wrong. I believe i connected to the internet from our home in AUS sometime around 1994 (when we moved again) or earlier. I can time it because a mortified little me had to find a way to dispose of a picture of a topless lady i accidentally printed out and i rode all the way down to the local shops to throw out in the bin before we moved. I never realised how cutting edge my father was to get us a home connection at the time.
But anyway i digress. back then it was HOPE that this technology would result in free sharing of art and knowledge that everyone wanted to place online at their own expense. Now it's fear that it will cut people out of commercialisation. Such a depressing dystopia we live in, and such a horrible shift as the Web (and subsequently all our societies) were gradually taken over by commercial culture :(
i can't overstress how important that early internet connection was to me as a child growing up in Australia...
We only had 8 hours a month of dial up so I still had to frequent the library to get my fix.
We also had to carefully consider when we would dial in because that was 25 cents a pop for the phone call.
Hours spent writing and read mail and newsgroups offline and one "send and receive" when you were online to save those precious hours.
Getting access to a university's connection was a revelation and many a CDs were burnt of random stuff whilst being amazed that a month long endeavour could be done in minutes
With that, I started logging many hundreds of hours a month on dialup...
When I got a broadband connection in the mid nineties it was a double win - no longer did I have to pay by the minute, and when I was online I could still make and receive phone-calls from my landline.
(I sometimes feel nostalgic when watching films in which early dialup was featured, hearing the sound of the modem negotiating it's almost immediately obvious what their baud rate was set to 28.8k or the 56k!)