Ea R'lyeh Aboleths.

[HoneyBadger]

I wasn't mad at you, Tifone. A little flabbergasted, I admit, because it can become frustrating, trying to get other people to see things your way...but not angry at you, and certainly not at your use of English, which is far better than my use of any other language on the planet.

But technology, high or not, and magic, to me anyway, are identical. We're on the internet right now, where I can shapechange into any conceivable form (new screen name), summon up demons of the air (download a program, which does what I ask it to, providing my wording is precise), inflict curses and plagues upon mine enemies, by entering into dark pacts with evil powers of the netherworld (get a hacker to send a virus to someone), become invisible (block my screen name), predict something as chaotic as the weather (weather.com), cure and prevent disease (Norton antivirus), and communicate silently over long distances (what we're doing right now) in an ancient Elfish language that few now know the wisdom of (1337).