When I was a kid, the bread man came by our house a couple of times a week. He’d walk to the front door with his basket of goodies, cherry, apple and strawberry turnovers, jelly donuts, other assorted pastries, and of course, bread. It was 1959 and Mom paid twenty-five cents for a loaf of bread. She thought the price outrageous, because she remembered a loaf of bread costing a nickel during the Great Depression, which was when she was a kid. Today a loaf of bread is $1.98. Mom passed away a few years back, but I think by the time she was an elderly woman she had come to accept inevitable price increases.
However, not all things increase in price as the years go by. Take for example, long-distance telephone calling. This morning via Skype I made a call from Oaxaca, Mexico to Victoria, British Columbia. First I’ll discuss the technology. If the call had been computer to computer, then it would have been a free call. Since it was a conference call, if the people at the other end had Skype, a projector, and a screen available, I could have been projected into the meeting. That would have been cool!
However, the call was my Skype to their speakerphone. The meeting lasted an hour and fifteen minutes and cost $1.659.