I always thought more that it sounded musical somehow.

But then again, I am a huge fan of things like Progressive Industrial Death Metal, so maybe this doesn't amount for much...

Same, I also scream out in pain, inside, when I have to perform a handshake and negotiate communication protocols.

People take it for granted but it's actually such a cool bit of engineering, we had a world-changing technology, but it would take decades to get lines set up and wouldn't really be too useful until then. But engineers realized by literally playing and listening to beeps over an existing widespread utility in phone lines, you've just given almost everyone access to the internet overnight, with almost 0 infrastructure cost.

20th century engineers: The worst thing I can possibly imagine is this cable getting disconnected. I would rather the entire thing get ripped apart or pulled off the shelf. Two screws, so it stays tight during combat.

I havent seen a modem like that in 40 years, damn I'm old.

But fun part I was the only kid in my neighborhood (maybe the county) w/ 2 phone lines into his house in 1982. The Bell guys were pretty vocal about it. My dad was a big wig at Digital, nothing like a VT125 at home.

I wish there was a search engine that only searched text based websites or at least sites that don't have ads. 90s internet was amazing. Tons of websites ran by average people passionate about their interests, giving oral histories about things. Our computers were screaming, trying to tell us not to lose sight of what it was meant for.

Is there a reason we specifically used those sounds for the communication? Like, surely it didn't have to sound like feral cats fucking, right?

While this is funny, isn't it ironic that's the same period where the internet was actually good?

Someone should return those stolen pixels in that picture.

Also, given how telephones like the one from the photo were the main way out of the simulation in The Matrix, the cry/screech was from someone outside The Matrix. Whoever was crying/screeching, was trying to warn about how computers, simulation within the simulation, would be further trapping us inside The Matrix. Now the telephones are gone, and so is our only line to whoever was trying to warn.

!programmer_humor@programming.dev

Seriously, meeting someone that could recite the number the modern was calling was like finding a secret wizard warlock IRL. 🤯

now mine grumbles in consternation because it isnt. at least not long enough.for it to realize and try to update things heh

the broken earth triology anybody?