Cosy Computing

I guess that is indeed cosy and, for people who grew up with the horror that is npm and left-pad, not really understandable, but when they try, it is incredibly liberating.

I own most 70-80s systems (I mean brands, even vague east block, russian, hong kong ones; I miss a few but those are just too rare), they all work (I cheat; I can fix them, I do replace quite a lot of capacitors during the decades, but at least with these I can), and they are lovely.

Edit; I know I Can do the same thing on my linux machine; just use C and no libs, but for the reasons named in the last paragraph of the article, it doesn't relax me; I don't need more money, yet I cannot detach modern computers from productivity; it helps that with these 40 year old machines you cannot make money. So I do dream of a laptop running on an mcu with an eink screen that has 1 month of battery but no commercial power. And running common lisp at boot as that's all I need anyway. I am close to just forking over 10k to have one custom made, but still hope someone else will do it.

Most of the novelty has evaporated since every device nowadays can do everything imaginable (and if not locally, then via cloud). On old computers, it's just cool to see different kinds of software and games running on it. It makes you want to explore the possibilities. People used to be enthusiastic about the cool stuff their computer could do.

For a while now, I've wanted to set up a retro computer as a "daily driver" of sorts. It feels like a lot of our everyday uses for technology have not changed much over the decades—communication, news, entertainment, writing, organization, etc. If I lean back and ask myself what I actually use a computer for (other than specific stuff for work), I find it kind of hard to answer the question, which likely means I'm wasting a lot of time doing things that aren't deliberate or meaningful.

I love retro computers (especially Amiga), and doing stuff on them will always fill me with enthusiasm.

That way you have to dedicate a nice place to use your computer... hell, even give it a comfortable seat with armchairs, a little decoration, place for coffee or snacks. My self-built PC tower in high school had that property – and I really do remember the cozy Friday night ritual of making a mug of ginger tea, and sitting down to fool around in Minecraft for the night.

Devices with built-in batteries, especially slimline ones with batteries that are (effectively) unreplaceable, don't have that quality. Those that turn on instantly, too, although it's a technical quality that older micros had and we lost for a bit.

>I pity those who've never experienced the excitement of flipping through a collection of floppy disks… I wish for everyone to, at some point, feel the sublime give and then resistance of a CRT's power button

Save it, they likely pity you in equal measure for they know excitement in activities that you (and I) are ignorant of or incapable of enjoying. Pray, do your parents or grandparents have a share in your pity on account of their not knowing that same “excitement”? I never knew that the mundane experience of turning on my old TV and PC monitor everyday would one day be considered worthy of passing down to future generations. This has to be one of the most ridiculous paragraphs I have read in a while.

>Those were, after all, times when political correctness had yet to be invented

“Political correctness” has existed since politics has existed. Even the sort you are thinking of had already been invented by then.

It is easy to be “cosy” if you are disconnected from reality and responsibility. This applies to many other things besides computing. As for the other stuff I think it is mostly in your head. Do you honestly think a kid off the street these days would see it the way you do? If you had self awareness you might have considered that your comfort might be someone else’s nightmare. I know my grandmother always hated CRT televisions, which gave her headaches and nausea. Also I kept thinking that a lot of that stuff hasn’t changed much but you making it out like it has. I hear my hard-drive spin and click everyday and it gives me anxiety not comfort.

I can think of about a dozen better reasons why someone might want to investigate historical computing. I could write a blog post about it but instead I will write a monograph on the serene and incomparable pleasures of organising a deck of punch cards. What a childish, trivial and superficial view of computing.

When the nights start to get longer, I have an instinct to put on a comfy knitted jumper and settle down to a raspberry Pi project (or similar).