Sometimes...

[forsyth]

Every so often, I am struck dumb with amazement at the amazingly incredible things we can do, that we take utterly for granted. In this case, speakers. Recorded sound. Right now, I'm listening to music recorded years before I was born, played mostly by dead men. It comes from two boxes up on the shelf above my computer. And it sounds near enough to exactly like the actual sounds of the instruments I can't tell the difference. Dude. That is so utterly outside the experience of anybody who lived before 1877, it's crazy. I can move my finger and command some of the greatest musicians alive to play for me in my room. Dude.

And this is why I'm easily amused. Dude. The world is fucking amazing. Wait until I go on about photosynthesis some time. (Also, I way overuse the word dude these days. I blame demiurgent)