I first connected to the net in 1992—via a modem that screamed along at 400 baud. On 23rd March 1994 I saw a demonstration of a graphical web browser—Mosaic 1.0—and knew that the Earth had moved.
I was one that got part of the future right. PART of it. I saw the potential of people forming social groups all across the world and sharing their lives, even if I didn't foresee that the whole community would one day be at the mercy of a nerd from Harvard. What I didn't see was that the web would lay waste to the following industries: Newspaper publishing, Bookselling, Travel agencies, Directory and Almanac publishing, General retailing, and I'm sure I forgot one or two. Neither did I see that people would find so many ways of being BLOODY ANNOYING on the net.
Until Geo complained about the captchas that commenters to this blog have to wrestle with, I didn't even know there were any. I assumed it was an optional feature I could turn on if need be. Today I turned them off and within half an hour had spam from payday loans, rayban sunglasses, and rzb-b コーチ バッグ, whatever that is. A sex aid, probably.
Captchas are back on. Sorry about that.