Trouser Browsing

Today I downloaded Google Chrome. After digging my way through the 30-page comic-book style explanation of the new features of the browser and why it's a complete overhaul, presenting a whole new philosophy of browsing, I finally got around to tinkering with it. Why, even now I am writing from within the confines of this brand new interweb experience. 

It's aright, but now I'm left with the distinct sense that Technology is leaving me behind. The comic-book explanation was written in a tone that suggested that the information it was assuming was blindingly obvious, and laid out in a way that implied that its target audience was people in their teens. I found it opaque and impenetrable, and only with the help of an intrepid friend did I end up making any real sense of it. I can't help but think that the vast majority of adolescents and young adults out there now are intimately familiar with the internet and all it's components that only seem to frighten and anger me.  

So overall, I'm not sure that downloading Google Chrome was a smart move. At least I felt on top of things with Firefox. I knew how to download a plug-in, I knew how to activate said plug-in. Now, like a boy playing Street Fighter II Alpha with his one friend for years, I am thrust into a Japanese arcade. Fresh meat.