Paraphrased from Bradbury's Fahrenheit 451, in which he referred to books but I think he captures the sentiment universally: It's not the old internet you miss

Paraphrased from Bradbury's Fahrenheit 451, in which he referred to books but I think he captures the sentiment universally: It's not the old internet you miss, it's some of the things that were in the old internet. The same things could be in the internet today. It's not the old internet you're looking for. Take it where you can find it, in old phonograph records, old motion pictures, and in old friends; look for it in nature and look for it in yourself. The old internet was only one type of receptacle where we stored a lot of things we were afraid we might forget...The magic is only in what the internet says, how it stitched the patches of the universe together into one garment for us. The old internet showed pores in the face of life. The comfortable people want only wax moon faces, poreless, hairless, expressionless. We are living in a time when flowers are trying to live on flowers, instead of growing on good rain and black loam.