Capacity has limits, too, darling

And what this means for our tech-soothed world

You know the image of the 1940s starlet — the one with the silk robes with that tuft of faux fur or fringe along the edges of the hem? In my mind’s eye, the leading lady would sort of prance around, with long flowing hemlines and perfectly coifed hair, and find herself lounging on a chaise lounge mid-story. (This is brought to you by my quirky black-and…