When I was a boy one of my uncles showed me how to build a “crystal set,” a rudimentary radio made with thin enameled copper wire wrapped around a Quaker’s Oats canister, which brought into my earphones the stunning sound of music from KDKA in Pittsburgh, as well as a few stations in New York.
Now today I’m able to see, live, in real time, a monumental disaster unfolding in the Gulf of Mexico. It’s not for nothing they call the era of radio “The good old days.”
Well, all right, that’s just blind nostalgia. After all, back then Harry Truman instantly destroyed two Japanese Cities with atomic bombs.