It's kind of interesting that emotionally I agree with that feeling, but if you just look at the fact that I'm reading what you wrote in real time from the most remote island chain in the world, and with a couple of finger swipes I could switch apps and buy a buggy whip with one click...I mean just imagine what you would have to do to buy a buggy whip in 1985.
It's a device for motivating horses to pull your carriage, which was high tech at one time but was obsoleted by the introduction of the motor car. It became a metaphor for technologies obsoleted by other advancements. The irony is that in the olden days, from my perspective, it would have been a massive pain in the ass to get one, because you'd probably have to mail a check to some Amish mail order company and wait a month, but now I can just click over to Amazon and get it in two days.
