Proctologists need not reply.

A rear door is handy for throwing shit in the back tho - I wouldn’t even buy a car without a hatchback for that very reason.

The engine compartment of a really old car, say pre-1970s, is almost comically empty. Anything newer has so many ducts and hoses you can’t see the ground.

Zenith Space Command remote.

The button pressed a spring-loaded thing that struck a piece of metal, almost like a wind chime, emitting an ultrasonic note. I discovered by accident that I could make my parents’ stereo change channels by clinking coins together.

Those remotes used little spring-loaded mechanical chimes that emitted ultrasonic notes. As a kid I discovered my parents’ big Magnavox console stereo would change channels if I clinked a handful of coins.

I think a lot of old school products worked better than modern equivalents. Take toasters - when I was a kid our toaster consistently made toast with the same degree of doneness. I’ve had modern ones that said “microprocessor controlled” on them that couldn’t make consecutive pieces the same. Also flashlights. Simple metal flashlights just worked. My new sophisticated one cycles through multiple levels of brightness and then strobing (so I can what, have my own rave?) but sudden motions make it spontaneously turn off. I mean how hard is an ON/OFF switch?

And what’s the deal with airline food? I’m thinkin’ hey!