The throwaway society
I have an electrical/mechanical background and have fixed numerous things over the years; steam irons, toasters, vacuum cleaners, ovens, radios, TVs, computers, toilets, and minor problems on cars to name a few.
But in our “throwaway society”, many things are not designed to be fixed; buying a replacement item is often cheaper.
The motto seems to be “Replace, don’t repair”.
The home that we (and the bank) own has been around a few years now and shows its age in various ways. I’ve done some small repairs, or had tradespeople in to fix things (and tear my wallet apart at the same time).
Over the last few years, the wheels on several of our sliding windows have been giving us grief and I failed last week in my attempts to remove the wheels from the windows. I was going to take them to the hardware shop to see if I could buy replacements.
It must have been playing on my mind because, the other night, I dreamt that my wife had a tradesman in to fix them, and he said to her “Sorry lady, they don’t make wheels for this style window anymore, you’ll have to buy a new house.”
Now I’m not old by any means, but the ink on my birth certificate is certainly fading, and I’ve had a few bits and pieces repaired along the way, so it worries me that the time will come when my wife will be told “This one can’t be repaired, lady, you’ll have to get a new husband”.
Posted on June 8, 2013, in Cartoon, illustration, humour, humor, caricature, political, art, Australia, Perth, cartoonist, Illustrator and tagged Cartoon, home, house, humor, humour, husband, repair, replace, throwaway, trades, wife. Bookmark the permalink. 9 Comments.