Everything is amazing, but nothing is ours
“Look, this device is personal. It computes and it’s totally personal, just for you, and you alone. It doesn’t talk to the internet. No sociality. You can’t share any of the content with anybody. Because it’s just for you, it’s private. It’s yours. You can compute with it. Nobody will know! You can process text, and draw stuff, and do your accounts. It’s got a spreadsheet. No modem, no broadband, no Cloud, no Facebook, Google, Amazon, no wireless. This is a dream machine. Because it’s personal and it computes. And it sits on the desk. You personally compute with it. You can even write your own software for it. It faithfully executes all your commands.”<p>&#x27;Isn’t it basically the cliff house in Walnut Canyon? Isn’t it the stone box?&#x27;<p>“Look, I have my own little stone box here in this canyon! I can grow my own beans and corn. I harvest some prickly pear. I’m super advanced here.”<p>...<p>&#x27;Why shouldn’t it vanish like the cliff people vanished?&#x27;<p>...<p>&#x27;Then we look back in nostalgia at the Personal Computer world. It’s not that we were forced out of our stone boxes in the canyon. We weren’t driven away by force. We just mysteriously left. It was like the waning of the moon.<p>They were too limiting, somehow. They computed, but they just didn’t do enough for us. They seemed like a fantastic way forward, but somehow they were actually getting in the way of our experience.&#x27;<p>- <a href="https:&#x2F;&#x2F;www.wired.com&#x2F;2013&#x2F;04&#x2F;text-of-sxsw2013-closing-remarks-by-bruce-sterling&#x2F;" rel="nofollow">https:&#x2F;&#x2F;www.wired.com&#x2F;2013&#x2F;04&#x2F;text-of-sxsw2013-closing-remar...</a>