I know this falls well short of being a profound statement, but this is a strange time of the year.
In which the rigors of science threaten to kill the dreams of the past. Or something.
When I was a boy, I observed with rapt fascination as secret agents, their collection of then-inconceivable gadgets always at hand, communicated verbally with the fine folks back at headquarters through their watches (and sometimes their shoes!). Brave men and women all, rushing off to save humanity from the Russians or the Martians or some … Continue reading The Smartwatch Heartbreak