Previously, previously, previously, previously, previously, previously.
Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the Western Spiral arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow sun.
Orbiting this at a distance of roughly ninety-two million miles is an utterly insignificant little blue green planet whose ape-descended life forms are so amazingly primitive that they still think social media is a pretty neat idea.
This planet has – or rather had – a problem, which was this: most of the people living on it were unhappy for pretty much of the time. Many solutions were suggested for this problem, but most of these were largely concerned with the movements of numbers in abstract ledgers, which is odd because on the whole it wasn’t the numbers in abstract ledgers that were unhappy.
And so the problem remained; lots of the people were mean, and most of them were miserable, especially the ones with social media.
Many were increasingly of the opinion that they’d all made a big mistake in coming down from the trees in the first place. And some said that even the trees had been a bad move, and that no one should ever have left the oceans.
-- Douglas Adams Jr., The Ridesharing Digital Nomad's Guide to the Galaxy, 2019 (Earth 1218.42 timeline)
I wonder if the Internet would be less awful if everyone was forced to use phone lines and modems instead of being able to use the Internet on cell phones...
I was there. The answer is: No.