Exactly 20 years ago, when I looked after the first computer. Hardware magazines with all sorts of product ratings, benchmarks, etc. I looked after it, bought it, sorted it out, and set up the Internet. I saw electronic texts, and at the same moment I realized that I would never read anything from paper again. Oh, yes, once I bought another gaming magazine, seduced by the free toy on the attached disk. All.
First of all, you can manage electronic text 100% as you like – not like a pulp pancake soaked in multi-colored fuel oil. Secondly, the magazine is a hodgepodge of incomprehensible things, whereas I usually need one article on the topic of interest. Magazines impose a certain style, belonging to a certain “club”… I've never understood who needs it.
About twenty-five years ago-some porn. �Wasn't connected to the Internet yet, that's why. ,But… twenty years ago – magazines in London, where optical disks were included, and a full disk from London for such ridiculous money-only so much could be brought. A little later , I brought five almost random magazines from Rome, tried to learn Italian, and already mastered English at the same level.
About 20 years ago, cosmopolitan sometimes (there was still something interesting there then), read in transport if you don't have a book with you.
Because there was no Internet.�
And now there is. It's easier to read from the screen.
Exactly 20 years ago, when I looked after the first computer. Hardware magazines with all sorts of product ratings, benchmarks, etc. I looked after it, bought it, sorted it out, and set up the Internet. I saw electronic texts, and at the same moment I realized that I would never read anything from paper again. Oh, yes, once I bought another gaming magazine, seduced by the free toy on the attached disk. All.
First of all, you can manage electronic text 100% as you like – not like a pulp pancake soaked in multi-colored fuel oil. Secondly, the magazine is a hodgepodge of incomprehensible things, whereas I usually need one article on the topic of interest. Magazines impose a certain style, belonging to a certain “club”… I've never understood who needs it.
About twenty-five years ago-some porn. �Wasn't connected to the Internet yet, that's why. ,But… twenty years ago – magazines in London, where optical disks were included, and a full disk from London for such ridiculous money-only so much could be brought. A little later , I brought five almost random magazines from Rome, tried to learn Italian, and already mastered English at the same level.