RMO seemed surprised this morning that earlier iterations of the engelbart poster were in fact posters, printed out, as opposed to pixelly illusions scrolled through a pinhole.  But they had to be -- I felt like I had to be able to get my hands on the frames, to see them recede into my peripheral vision, to walk around them, to place sticky notes on them and move those sticky notes around.  

There's an indescribable emotional difference between specifying chapter breaks by manipulating a sticky note with the fingers, running the fingers over the poster... versus scrolling around in Chrome, suffering through Chrome's broken zoom behavior, double-clicking on things that stutter and lag, staring into an oppressive looming light bulb of a display which is still far too small to feel any sense of the whole...