Information access was shallower and narrower: You didn’t have as many topics to research, and you couldn’t do deep dives as easily. In theory, sure, the information existed, but so did Paris: You kinda knew it was out there, somewhere, inaccessible to your broke ass.
I remember the Internet before Web publishing as we know it became widespread. Web publishing is creating websites using pre-existing technology, which doesn’t remove the need for actual technical skill but typically means you spend less time out in the weeds making the tool to make the tool.
The point is, the amateurish websites of that era took longer to build than the bland-but-professional websites you can make over a weekend now, because back then practically every site was built from scratch, often with pixel-perfect screen widths in mind, such that it would break into a horrible jumble of nonsense if viewed on anything other than the screen size the original designer had. Heaven help you if you had a different browser, or different version of the same browser, or different fonts installed, or any number of reasons.
That, plus a general cluelessness about the Internet, had an impact on the kinds of sites that existed. They tended to be either extended advertisements or the equivalent of public-access cable shows, produced by individuals for a mostly illusory audience. (This was also the era of the webcounter, something now mostly lost to history, which purported to count the number of times a given page loaded. I never knew one which was credible.) Those kinds of pages certainly exist now, but back then, they were all that existed, and therefore the information you got was idiosyncratic. The modern Internet, which has broad and deep information about practically everything (certainly everything that’s made it into books), is a product of the last ten to fifteen years.

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