Good Night, and Good Luck: Gatekeepers

“The fault dear Brutus lies not in the stars but in ourselves.”

One of the things about growing older is that you realize you straddle eras. I was a child of Vietnam and Watergate, when color TVs were cutting edge, microwave ovens didn’t exist, and we had four channels on the tube. (We even called it the “tube.”) Now, I inhabit a world of AI agents, “content” streamers, and pocket-sized phones that have more process…