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Death By Myopia - September 2006

Erasers And Technology: An Unholy Union

September 29th 2006 08:12
A few days ago, I was buying some pencils from a stationery shop when I saw what, to my untrained eyes, appeared to be either hi-tech communication devices or alien anal probes. Upon closer inspection, however, I saw that I was mistaken. It didn’t look anything like an anal probe, but it did appear to be intimidating. I looked at the packet and read “Battery-Powered Eraser”.
Wow, I never knew such a thing existed. Call me a traditionalist, but isn’t this thing kinda, I dunno, stupid? Back when I was a kid, the erasers I used were the manual kind. You know what I’m talking about, the ones you rub across the paper using your own hands and looked like candy. Is this truly the dawn of the Rise of the Machines? Or are we just getting lazier?


OK, maybe there’s a reasonable explanation why these doggone things were invented in the first place. I myself can think of a few. First, it’s probably because of OH&S concerns. The hazard: repetitive hand movements. The risk: carpal tunnel syndrome. The control: ta-dah! However, I have a problem with this reasoning. You can only get that kind of injury at work when you erase all day, every day. Since I don’t think there is a job title called “Rub-out Officer” or “Executive Graphite Eliminator”, this must mean you make a lot of mistakes in your work, in which case CTS isn’t a problem. Getting sacked is. Plus, with the amount of rubber dust you’re producing, you should be considered a health hazard yourself. Also, I firmly believe that the only workers who should get this type of injury in the line of duty are sex line operators and hookers.


Another possible reason why these gadgets are being produced is that parents are concerned about their children mistaking office supplies for nourishment. I can totally understand their concern. Heck, I’ve licked my fair share of scented rubber when I was just a wee lad (and, no, it’s not a double entendre, you perverts). Luckily, I never swallow (now THAT was a double entendre). However, even with this sophisticated piece of machinery, you wouldn’t be able to completely eliminate the hazard of accidental choking. True, the rubber is attached to this big-ass contraption, but what about the spare refills? Little tykes would still be able to chow those suckers down. A more feasible solution would be to stop making erasers that look, smell, and taste like Skittles. Instead, make them so big, the only way for kids to eat them is to unhinge their jaws. Also, make erasers that look, smell, and taste like fresh manure. That should teach the little bastards… I mean darlings, little darling angels.

Battery powered erasers are said to help professionals like engineers, architects, and draftsmen. They do all sorts of small scale drawings and sketches, and these often require fine detail. I wouldn’t want to live in a house where one of the posts was accidentally erased in the blueprint by an architect with clumsy fingers. I believe, however, that good structures do not necessarily require hi-tech design equipment. The Pyramids of Giza: still standing. The Stonehenge: still standing. The Circus Maximus: still standing. The Leaning Tower of Pisa… OK, bad example. The point is, you don’t need fancy schmancy erasers to construct wondrous structures. You only need the awesome power of the indomitable human spirit. Oh, and slaves. You gotta have lots of slaves.

Of course, battery powered and electrical erasers may have been designed with females as the target demographic. All those lonely nights, when you're feeling a bit randy…



...and you're writing in your diary just how you have an itch that needs to be scratched. What if you misspell something? You'll definitely need an eraser.

Or you can just, y'know, use it as a vibrator.

*Images used are for for review and commentary purposes only. All images are from amazon.com.
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Recently, I decided to watch a nature documentary in honor of Steve Irwin. Unfortunately, the local library didn’t have any DVDs about crocodiles so, instead, I borrowed one about the crocs’ nearest relatives – elephants. OK, fine, the videos about dinosaurs were unavailable as well, but I figured “Hmmm, crocs are related to dinosaurs. Dinosaurs were prehistoric animals. So were woolly mammoths. Mammoths are related to elephants. Ta-dah!” Anyway, it was very enlightening for me. I’ve always thought of elephants as just huge cattle with big-ass ears and a big-ass nose. Discovery Channel really opened my eyes. I was amazed how fascinating these creatures were. I wouldn’t mind being an elephant. In fact, I now believe that elephants are superior to humans.

Aside from being bigger, stronger, and faster than us, elephants also have great memories. The saying “an elephant never forgets” actually isn’t that far from the truth. If we had memories like that, there wouldn’t be any embarrassing situations like turning the house upside-down in search of lost keys, or forgetting birthdays and anniversaries, or calling out the wrong name in bed. On the other hand, we probably would suffer from a chronic case of “last song syndrome”, made worse by the fact that Paris Hilton has an album out. Still, if having “Stars Are Blind” play in an endless loop inside your head is the price for being able to recite Samuel L. Jackson’s Ezekiel 25:17 monologue without pause or falter, then so be it.

Elephants are led by matriarchs, or the dominant females. Finally, a society that doesn’t discriminate against female leaders. As a bonus, the matriarchs are effective leaders as well. Compare that with our society. The course of history of the male-led human race has basically been one war after another. I read somewhere that there has only been a total of around 200 years of peace in the whole of human history. In the rare instances when women do get into high positions of power, there have only been a few effective leaders among them. In recent history, for example, the performances of former President Sukarnoputri of Indonesia and President Arroyo of the Philippines have been mediocre. Elephant matriarchs, on the other hand, lead their herd in a yearly trek through the vast plains of Africa to feeding grounds, all the while protecting the herd’s members from predators. Beat that.

Elephants have a relatively inefficient digestive system and, thus, they need bacteria to help them digest food. However, they aren’t born with germs in their guts. The only way to get them is to… hmmm, how do I say this diplomatically? Well, they put what came out of one end into another end. Yes, they literally eat shit. The calves ingest the manure of the older elephants who already have the good bacteria in their digestive system.

Mmmm! Manure-y!


We are like them in that respect. Remember all the times we’ve had shit shoved down our throats by our elders? “Yes, Santa Claus exists.” “No, Bambi’s mother just went out to buy groceries.” “I did not have sexual relations with that woman.” The only difference is, with elephants, it’s actually good for them.

Scientists have figured how elephants communicate – by infrasound. Their voices are so low-pitched, it is beyond the capability of human ears. I’d love to have a low-pitched voice. Ladies find guys with deep, masculine voices sexy. Compare: on one side, James Earl Jones and Dennis Haysbert (David Palmer from 24); on the other side, that whiny bitch and lead singer of the faux-punk band Simple Plan. Conversely, I find girls with (relatively) husky voices sexy, as well. Check out Julia Stiles and Laura Prepon (Donna from That 70’s Show).

However, the best thing about being an elephant (and I’m sure both the fellas and the ladies would agree) is:



Holy crap! Look at the size of that... trunk!

*Images used are for for review and commentary purposes only. All images are from Ultimate Guide: Elephants and Mastodons (Discovery Channel).
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