The Well that was by Jon Carroll History is faster than it used to be.
Generations are shorter.
In 1987, I joined The Well without knowing what I was joining. I knew less about my computer than I knew about my car, and I knew nothing whatsoever about my car. I, of course, believe that characterization is true, because it makes me look important. The Well I joined does not exist any more. The Well I joined existed in a universe where no one had opinions about the Internet.