Yesterday I took Herself over to Super Wally World. She likes to go, and specifically wanted to look for a kitchen
I'm willing to buy Herself kitchen
So off we went, anyway, to the Super Wally World in C-land. There we found the small food processor. We also priced microwave ovens, as the one I bought her (what, two years ago?) is Non Compos Mentos at the moment. Herself says she wants to see if she can find an appliance place to work on it. Based on prices for microwaves observed yesterday? It's probably a throw-away. Disposable.
Lately, I've been wondering about the little point and shoot Nikon digital we use. Mind you, in the two years we've owned it, we've made a lot of photographs with it. Still, it's acted up a couple times recently which is attention getting. Cleaned it up at that point, all external (nothing much internal to get at on this thing) and it seems to of ceased demonstrating the odd behaviors. Still, I got curious.
Besides, there's a sideline reason to get curious about cameras. Some of y'all have met popperaussie. Most of y'all who've met him interact with him pretty much the same as all of his cohort. Which is good, and fun, and in one sense much like a live, interactive puppet show these days. One of the characteristics of popperaussie is, he's a photographer. On multiple occasions he's even been fitted out with an old 35mm point-and-shoot I've got about. In the catagory of 'toy camera' for those to whom that matters.
Turns out, there are digital cameras in a price range I'd consider spending for this particular 'art' concept, photos taken from popperaussie's point of view. Which means, truly, that if I were to take that Nikon point-and-shoot in for servicing (even routine cleaning type servicing), I'll likely be laughed at. Disposable.
I'm showing my age. Mind you, even as a kid, I knew things wore out and needed to be replaced. But part of that process included doing repairs to lots of things. Ovens. Washing machines and dryers. Telephones... no, actually, telephones didn't wear out. Ma Bell was Ma Bell, and Ma Bell didn't make money from selling you telephones (they technically belonged to Ma Bell) so they Just. Didn't. Wear. Out.
Now... every damn thing wears out. Soon. Yup, we've become the Consumer Society, and everything is Disposable.
Seems to me, that attitude's flowing over onto a lot of things other than just, well, Things. Flowing over into Relationships (divorce rate, anyone?). Jobs.
Maybe I'm feeling this way because I've got relatively little time to go before I can tell Hospital, 'It's been grand, but now pay me not to come here anymore.' Maybe I'm just tired.
But whatever the reason, I'm feeling curmudgeonly and so I might or might not do that meme I got tagged about. After all, everythings disposable.