A sign of the impending apocalypse, or at least that the generation gap is widening beyond control--
Last week, packing up after the aforementioned MDS speech, I recalled overheard two people discussing PowerPoint presentations, and one asked quite genuinely:
"Yeah, but why do they call them 'slides'?"
And I realized that if you're under 30, you've probably never had to feed a rickety tray filled with celluloid-and-cardboard squares into a clinky mechanical projector...and hope for the best.
So to those who have never seen one, this is what they look like:
Coming up next--washboards, rotary phones and Telex machines...