“OH NO! I’ve killed the internet!” Feedback’s musings on whether the internet is fated to collapse into an infinite spam-complaint loop (16 July) reminded a colleague of the time back in 1995 when he sat bolt upright in bed at 3 am in Jaipur, Rajasthan, uttering this cry of anguish and others that cannot be printed in a family magazine.
Before leaving for his holiday – he had gone to India precisely to avoid the internet, which did not arrive there in a big way until the following year – he had set up a “vacation…
