I don’t miss dial-up internet, I just don’t. I don’t even like the sound because it’s just digital screeches and it’s a sound that makes me cringe a little upon hearing it. Because I remember the times when I’d be listening to music with headphones with volume high and then that fucking digital screech just blares into my ears.
I don’t miss waiting 30 minutes to load a page. I don’t miss a bit of it.
Nobody “misses” 56kbit/s.
When I hear that sound now I am very briefly returned to the excitement I felt in the 90s. It was an age of wide-open possibilities, free from commercial influence. Full of patience and anticipation.
Oh well.