While F. Scott Fitzgerald famously observed that there are no second acts in American lives, it seems improbably that domestic typewriter repair may have a slender hope of persisting further into the 21st century.
It occurred to me that this is a rather good time to be collecting these machines. Keychoppers aside, they're still everywhere: they've somehow not yet attained the status of coveted antique. That will change in the next few decades, I predict, as people increasingly feel a sense of virtual overload and ecological remorse about the excesses of round-the-clock computing. Certain romantic young persons will increasingly seek typewriters out, at premium cost, to channel great writers of a pre-digital age. At least one of those will download a copy of "The Typewriter Repair Manual" by Howard Hutchison from the Obscura Ebook-porium, and figure out a way to cash in on the trend.
Currently, and fortunately for us, admiration for the machines is still largely confined to a fringe group of aging collector nuts. (Cough.) So, reserve that Remington Noiseless for the young person in your life today.
Friday, January 16, 2009
Labels: typewriter collecting