I was extremely suspicious of the internet when it finally came to my little town. There were several very good reasons that I didn't want to get a computer.
1) No matter what computer people want you to believe, the machines and the systems are badly designed, much too complicated, and NOT user friendly.
2) There is no guarantee of privacy, either from overzealous government snoops, or from outlaw hackers. If anyone ever wants to find out whether you have ever visited the "Biker Beach Mamas in Wet T-Shirts" website--or whatever--they WILL be able to find out. And tell everyone.
3) I was worried that some virus would wreck my equipment and destroy my files.
So for years I only used the computers at the public library. Then, when I finally felt that I was competent enough to have my own machine, I bought a very nice one. Big investment. And within months, my worst fears came true. Well, I wasn't hacked. And my taste in low-brow eroticism wasn't outed. But my equipment and files WERE hit with a virus, which was so bad that it destroyed everything. The nice expensive machine was unsalvageable, and a substantial amount of my writing was gone forever.
It took me years to recover from the emotional trauma of that episode. And really the only reason that I feel confident around computers again is that I now have a "cloud back-up" service from a reliable provider, which I have tested repeatedly and found works like a charm.
But considering all the maddening frustration of keeping up with this technology, and also considering the highly addictive nature of certain really, really dumb websites (I'm not mentioning any in particular), I actually think the internet may be more trouble for me than it's worth.
I'm so pleased to learn that the NUMBER FOUR Y/A MEMBER IN THE WORLD (see "NOSTRADUMBASS": above) agrees with me!
EDIT: Can't resist mentioning this: I am now "BLOCKED" from answering questions from no less than THREE Yahoo Seniors little-old-lady regulars, ALL of whom have asked questions in the past couple of days on the same whining theme: i.e. "What's WRONG with our beloved Seniors category???" There you have it. The crabby little ladies should maybe have a look in the mirror.