There it sits. Innocent, inconspicuous, quiet, and familiar. So familiar, in fact, that you probably haven't noticed how dangerous it's become. I don't mean dangerous in the sense that it's going to leap off the counter and attack. I mean dangerous in the way a 1963 Volkswagon Bug is dangerous compared to modern cars. It's nostalgia is so comfortable that one is tempted to keep it because it's so darn cute and reminiscent of a simpler time. Why would I want to upgrade something that works just fine and everyone knows how to drive?