I think he means something akin to my after-school days in high school, where I'd boot up dad's i386 and spend hours doing a tour of duty of Secret Weapons of the Luftwaffe or enjoy some Oregon Trail. That type of parallel universe pre-internet, pre-subscription 'Klaus Schwab' model. No social media, no ads, no depressing, constant, never-ending COVID barrage like today.
But, of course, I'm merely guessing. For all I know, they're just lamenting the whole 'mobile websites' thing given the last sentence re: "condensed to a small screen".
It could be a bit of both. It’s tricky, though, when reflecting on the past, to judge just how much better the past actually was. I can reflect on the hardest times of my life and, while I definitely have it substantially better now, comparatively speaking, I can always think of things that might have been slightly better then, and there’s a risk that I can let those things cloud my vision of the past when, upon sober reflection, I absolutely would not relive those days (maybe even knowing what I know now).
If it’s possible for me to become momentarily nostalgic about times that were rock bottom for me, it’s so much easier to be nostalgic about times that sucked far less or were genuinely good. Kinda like the people who always relive their high school or college athletics glory days.
There are certain aspects of the time you’re describing that was better than today, and there are certainly aspects of today that really are truly awful, but overfocusing on the past with rosy glasses on can blind us to the things today that are actually kinda awesome.
Just for one example, when I was growing up, my only options for listening to music were the radio and cassette tapes. I didn’t really have a CD player until my teen years and had no capability to burn CDs until I was in college and got my first modern computer (and convenient internet access). When I could play CDs, I mostly checked stuff out of the library because I didn’t have much money and the spending money I had tended to go to video games instead. So I had a Walkman I bought with my own money, even as my friends had fancy jukebox players that could hold more music than I ever could dream of. Today, streaming is a thing, and I can have a near infinite music library, all a search or Siri command away, and I can even have Siri play me a random mix tailored to me (instead of needing to choose a playlist). Clearly, I’m spoiled for choice when it comes to music, in a way I couldn’t have imagined growing up. And while physical media has its fun aspects (and I own a MiniDisc player and turntable today and would totally buy a reel to reel stereo if I could justify it and will buy CDs of stuff I really want hard copies of —or just record it to MiniDisc), I wouldn’t go back to a pre-streaming music world.