When this whole “cloud” thing started to “come of age” — maybe ten years ago give or take a few years? — I said “How much do YOU trust your ISP?” Everyone laughed at me. I was so old-fashioned. The thing is, I knew we have a crappy ISP — Charter/Spectrum — and we can’t use any other service because someone made “a deal ” with Charter so they would install fiber-optic cables.
We aren’t a hot property for ISPs. Not enough people and too much room between homes except in the middle of the village. There isn’t a whole lot of village. The big ISPs aren’t fighting for the right to broadcast here.
So we have Charter, aka Spectrum.Their service is erratic. They use cheap equipment. Their installers are poorly trained and probably poorly paid. The service goes on and off sometimes a dozen times a day in rain, wind, heat, and cold — and as often as not, for no obvious reason — and they never admit it’s their fault. That’s why we needed a good cell phone. What is now called a landline is really a VOIP — a wi-fi/cable phone. When the ISP is down, our “landline” is dead. It’s not good to be here without a telephone.
These days, we have an antenna. We can get TV without WI-FI. Imagine that! Free TV, just like it used to be in the golden olden days. We can’t get every station, but we get all the networks, and many of their “sub” stations, plus a bunch of other services including GRIT, all old cowboy movies all the time. Garry’s in love with it. This is also why I buy CDs and DVDs. I like owning my media. Even when wi-fi is down (again), I can pop something into the stereo or use the DVD player. I bless our antenna and my son who made it happen.
There is only thing that truly leaves us dead in the water: a power outage. We don’t have a generator. I wish we did, but we’re out of money. If the power goes out, we are out. Luckily, the power rarely goes out. I think it’s because this road is an interstate even though it’s barely two lanes wide and has switchback turns banked the wrong way. But it runs from Massachusetts into Rhode Island, so it’s an interstate. A very small one. With wicked turns.