I fully understand my various computers and their all-too real limitations; though I still carry a combination SPG / depth gauge; dive watch, and physical tables, since I don't fully trust that combination of electronics, greased rubber bands, and salt water -- and have yet to call a dive in the twenty-first century, with my analogue back-ups, even though electronics have crapped-out, on occasion.
It never ceases to amaze me, this wholesale dependency upon electronics we've accepted, that has bordered on fetish. A few weeks back, a fellow diver cancelled out, halfway through a deep dive -- due, it later turned out, to sundry transmitter problems -- on three tanks, including his pony.
2K-plus, in electronics, and he was left, floating his bloat, in the shallows, while we were checking out sheepshead; harbor seals, and molas, for ninety minutes . . .