My webpage is 29 years old and counting. October 1996 was when it first went live. I accept no advertising on my website, and I spend zero time and energy trying to promote it. It is a labor of love, not profit – nothing more, nothing less. I write on it for myself, and I sometimes forget others read it. Many of my best friends don’t know it exists, and I would be a bit embarrassed if they brought it up. I rarely talk face-to-face with anyone about my website. It is sort of a secret, and I sort of like it that way. I write on my blog semi-surreptitiously, when nobody else is watching. But seldom does a day pass when I am not writing on it. And so the years have passed – over 29 of them. Online life has changed drastically since 1996. The Internet had a Utopian tinge to it in the early days, and early adopters (like me) found it an exciting place for humans to connect. This was the genesis for my webpage. A person in Nagoya, Japan or in Manchester, England could access my webpage instantly with a click of the mouse? WOW! I could send an email to someone in Moscow, Russia and they would receive it immediately? FOR FREE? How cool was that? My embrace of early Internet culture was almost that simple. The options for communicating globally (or even locally) before the Internet were few, tedious, time-consuming, and expensive. Then it suddenly became fast, easy, and cheap. The future of online life looked bright. What cool and powerful things could everyday people create and share? I was all-in. I have since been disappointed. A few years later MySpace and then Facebook arrived, and the beginnings of social media were upon us. Then came Amazon for online commerce and Pornhub for free sex videos – supposedly a significant percentage of all Internet traffic consists of pornograpy. It appears with all our science and technology we created the Internet largely to enable shopping at the online mall (Amazon) and porn viewing in the privacy of your own bedroom (PornHub)? Or so y