Dial Up, Dial Up

I've had time to consider and I have decided that on the good versus evil see saw of life the internet has hit my rock bottom. Oh where were the luddites in the nineties who could have smashed the Macs?
I awoke quite early this morning feeling fidgety and my young girls thoughts turned to industry (as they do) and I began to wonder about all the good things the internet has brought us (me to you obviously) but the down side too.
Our ability now to book our holidays online has done away with sending an SAE for a brochure, we are able to buy household items at great savings yes but by cutting out the middle men we are leaving gaping holes in the high street.
People need work and I have seen with my own bloodshot eyes how a newspaper that employed two hundred people could slash jobs faster than you can hit 'refresh' when it embraced the web. It is now possible to produce a tabloid in India before tiffin these days, give or take a few spelling mistakes - which makes one wonder if the Guardian have already shipped to Shilpa Shetty.
In the days of expensive dial up and slow download times we became conditioned to scanning pages quickly because time was money, I believe this conditioned society into becoming impatient, wanting everything NOW, skipping to the end and now we have become a monster of greed caught up in a feeding frenzy of imagery.
Sods and their iPods, fat birds in Rotherham emailing jail birds in Texas, me bankrolling the BBC so Babs in California can watch New Tricks on her laptop, the enviromental cost of all this electricity! Oh, you get my drift. I have not even begun to talk about sexual exploitation but to be honest I think I shall leave that stone unturned.