…when it makes sense. The rational direction of movement in technology, in my curmudgeonly opinion, is toward less obtrusiveness.
(Say it with me! 500 Gigabytes! If that seems like a lot, you might be old.)
I have no idea what it originally cost, but it was priceless to me because other than a few shelves of DVDs I’ve seen a brazillion times each, this hard drive was my principal source of moving pictures. I’ve got bootleg TV shows and movies like you wouldn’t believe, ferried into the hinterlands at irregular intervals by person or persons unnamed.
All good things got to come to an end. The hand-me-down hard drive started click-of-deathing and refusing to open at all, at irregular intervals. If I wanted to save all those immense files, I needed to move.
So with a tear in my eye I did something I rarely do: I spent my own money on Amazon…
…for this. Fifty bucks. For a terabyte of storage, in a package so slim it takes up zero real estate on the desk because it slides right into one of the cubbies in my rolltop. No power cord, no transformer brick. Compatible with Linux Mint which means it’s compatible with anything, just plug it in. Fifty bucks. And like my contemptible yet amazing Tracfone, by no means anything remotely like state of the art.
I proclaim myself gobsmacked.