However I try to work around what the youth of today are doing, if only to enable me to point and cackle "soon, my pretties, soon, your texting finger will be gnarled, your eyes too dim to play Angry Birds, and your ears too sensitive to cope with amusing ringtones...ahhh haaa haaaa haaa! (disappears in a puff of schaudenfreud).
But wait! What is the beautiful thing I found on the jolly old interweb? A thing of wonder, possibly driven by steam, which would not look out of place on the Time Machine...if all technology was made of brass and wood, I think the world would be a brighter place.