When I was back east, Dad and I talked about how he typed mom's thesis out on a typewriter, where you were not only allowed no typos, but no correction tape or fluid.

And how, in college, there was some form I had to fill out that had to be typed, but was not available in soft copy, so I wandered all over campus for over a week looking for a typewriter, and one by one, people in offices realized they hadn't seen one in years, and hadn't noticed.

I wonder if attention to detail, on a large social scale, has deteriorated, now that we don't have to worry about getting things right the first time.