Dabbsy, go enjoy a pint on me...
I remember when a "remote control" was the act of sending one of your kids out to do the manual labour while we sat back on our fat arses in comfort amid the furs at the back of the cave.
A "smart thermostat" was remembering to leave a large pile of wood beside the fire pit so you could try to melt off some of the permafrost still clinging to your wooly mammoth fur robes.
*Shakes a fossilized fist*
And that's the way we LIKED it, dag-
*Falls asleep in my rocker*
zzz... zzz... zzsnortzz... whippersnappers... zzz LawnGnomes... zzz