I think people are overlooking a very important medium for communication: slideshows.  During the [second] Iraq war, I got used to looking at slideshows of the pictures from the war — I forget which online paper it was (either NY Times or Washington Post), but they don't have slideshows on the frontpage anymore, so I can't tell now.  Looking at those slideshows, reminded me of the feelings I had while flipping through LIFE magazine long time ago.  While words inform me, those pictures moved me.

Like Tim Bray's recent comparison between XML and sex, even a bad picture is still pretty good.  Piecing them together in sequence creates a magical moment, a cusp of me out of time and place.  An important factor is the size of the pictures.  they should be big.  How big, I am not too sure, but there seems to be a point where the edge of the picture becomes insignificant, a point of immersion.

In some way, I feel as though I am imagining things, but I really feel that there is magic here that will hit people harder than words can ever do.  It is something that moving pictures often fails to capture, because there is no space for me between the frames.  With slideshows, there is.