Long ago I learned Fortran 4. Or better: I should have learned, because all I was interested in when at school were the holidays.
I hated computers. Then I got a letter from Australia for an exhibition of my paintings over there, and the guy talked about mysterious things like Internet, e-mail etc.
So I decided to buy a computer. I was advised to get a compaq with a Pentium3 500MHz and 64mb of ram. Later, I doubled that ram, found out how easy that was, sold the compaq and assembled my own puter, a P IV 3Ghz with 1,5 GB of ram which I would love to upgrade any time soon, when money allows.

I still mistrust puters, but to paraphrase Deckard from my all time favourite movie Blade Runner: "Computers are like any other machines, they're either a benefit or a hazard... If they're a benefit, it's not my problem."

I had the same with digital camera's. It wasn't untill I saw works in a catalogue that were printed from pics taken with a digital pocket camera that looked as good as mine that I had paid what would be now 70Euro a piece for 4x5inch transparancies that I started to doubt. And it wasn't untill when coming back from a two weeks holiday I realised that what I had paid to get my 20 slidefilms developed was about as much as a pocket digital that I decided to stop playing Neanderthal man and accept progress.

There are no Borg. All resistance is fertile.