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To: Jacques Chitte who wrote (15487)	12/17/1998 11:07:00 AM
From: Ilaine	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

>>>>>The special quality of the noise in old radio transmissions got a whole generation of kids interested in science/technology. Bill Gates, Andy Grove, those fellas.<<<<< Now that is something I never knew. But I can see how it could happen. But I think I am older than Bill Gates, and it just never struck me that way. Funny. I got interested in science because my dad was in dental school, he used to do weird things like bring home cat cadavers and he had a skull on a stand, and one time he boiled a scalpular in my mother's favorite pot. We used to talk about all kinds of things around the dinner table.

To: Jacques Chitte who wrote (15487)	12/17/1998 11:16:00 AM
From: Gauguin	Respond to of 71178

Very good musings, there, Alex. You sound like the old wisened fogey, precociously, o'course. :o) But yah, I look at my gas stove and think, man this thing is real. Antique (actually ours is from 1927, but a new one is essentially the same) ~ antique in the sense of you can see and sense feel, understand what it's doing. I talked to my mechanic the other day and he says he can't work on our carburetor (he's very good) ~ all he can do is replace it, and they run about 1000.00. He's only telling the truth, but it strikes me as so asymmetric to progress. And even to aesthetics. Things don't invite so much learning about them, tinkering, because half the time it's impossible. It's a truly incomprehensible unit. Betcha toob radios in clear boxes come back. Glow. See, there, I repeated the same thing you said less eloquently. But that's what happens when you start me with your musings. I might think of some thing new later. :o)