Growth

Seems like just yesterday that i helped that little kid open an email account. Today, he tells me about torrent sites that work better than the ones i frequent. Watching someone grow up is supposed to be bittersweet, but i dont see it in this. (As long as i get my fix of illegal entertainment, i suppose...).
What is bittersweet is first proudly watching parents from another generation brilliantly incorporate the Internet into their everyday lives. From Solitaire to Yahoo Messenger to online share trading to blogs. And then watch them use it to research illnesses that plague them and the ones around them. For a generation that is bought up to see doctors as the last resort, someone you go to with one kidney hanging out, i'm not sure this empowerment will do much good.