Oh dear gods, the faxes. I worked at a telemarketing company that handled legal documents, and I’d sent about 20 faxes a day to people we’d hired. We had five damn fax machines which would be running constantly 5am-8pm PST.
My family got ISDN, a slight upgrade from dialup where you got two lines, so your mom could talk on the phone while you were waiting for websites to load about 14% faster.
Problem was, the extra line also had a phone number, and both numbers reached both lines. Our new number apparently used to be the fax line of some business downtown, and we’d get phone calls from fax machines several times a day. The other end was a robot, so yelling that we’re not a fax did nothing.
We had to borrow a fax machine so we could receive the fax. It was an ad from Dell. Then we called the number on the ad and asked for our number to be deleted from their database. Thankfully they turned out to be the only vendor faxing that number.
Compared eith other technologies like the toilet or ehe washing machine, the Internet had not make the life of people materially better not even close to the same level.
I’ve had the honor to try both - shitting in a latrine, and living without the internet. If this ever becomes a choice, you can keep your fancy toilet, sir!
I saw him sort of maintain that message recently. His counterpoint was that it hasn’t made much material difference in average lives.
I’m not sure I followed, I mean, would the current level of globalization be possible with faxes?
On the other hand, the internet is for ads, so maybe.
So are fax machines. The bulk of the faxes received by corporate fax machines in the 90s were ads.
Oh dear gods, the faxes. I worked at a telemarketing company that handled legal documents, and I’d sent about 20 faxes a day to people we’d hired. We had five damn fax machines which would be running constantly 5am-8pm PST.
My family got ISDN, a slight upgrade from dialup where you got two lines, so your mom could talk on the phone while you were waiting for websites to load about 14% faster.
Problem was, the extra line also had a phone number, and both numbers reached both lines. Our new number apparently used to be the fax line of some business downtown, and we’d get phone calls from fax machines several times a day. The other end was a robot, so yelling that we’re not a fax did nothing.
We had to borrow a fax machine so we could receive the fax. It was an ad from Dell. Then we called the number on the ad and asked for our number to be deleted from their database. Thankfully they turned out to be the only vendor faxing that number.
Compared eith other technologies like the toilet or ehe washing machine, the Internet had not make the life of people materially better not even close to the same level.
I’ve had the honor to try both - shitting in a latrine, and living without the internet. If this ever becomes a choice, you can keep your fancy toilet, sir!
His head is so far up his own ass he can’t bear to consider admitting he was totally, absolutely, inconceiveably wrong.