Have we got over the extraordinariness of the mp3 file yet? I'm writing in a cafe, and the thing I'm writing on to contains, it tells me 7.2 days of music. I'm not listening to any of it because beside it sits a telephone with 7,393 songs on it. And if none of that suits my mood I could have bought or otherwise acquired something that does within less than a minute. I kid you not.

With such ...