I got online in 1997, having resisted for a couple of years but finally needing to do so because of work requirements. Shortwave was still relatively healthy then, yet it became of less interest to me almost immediately as I found all the information and entertainment from distant lands I'd been getting by radio since I was a kid suddenly available at the click of a mouse.Shortwave, ham radio, hunting and fishing, cooking your own food, building furniture, repairing and restoring an old car.....
Lots of things bring joy in the process of "doing" it, not just in the final result.
About a month into my new obsession, I recall looking over at my shortwave receiver on the other side of the room and feeling nostalgic, almost sad, as I realized I hadn't even turned it on since plugging in my new toy. There really was something special about hearing familiar programs and voices carried wirelessly over thousands of miles, even with the summer static crashes that would ruin the punchlines of a BBC World Service comedy program and the fading during a Radio Sofia newscast that would leave me wondering just whom President Todor Zhivkov had met with that day. And yet I never went back to shortwave to any great extent, figuring it would always be there.
The hams, the hunters and anglers, the chefs, the do-it-yourselfers, the gearheads ... they still have their old pastimes, those old feelings, waiting for them, pretty much just as they used to be. We former shortwave listeners don't. That's the difference.