Fear and loathing in an Age of Instant Gratification

I remember the day my MERKUR HD arrived with a best grade badger of anonymous make and two pucks of old formula TOBS rose soap. WOO HOO! was I excited and felt like Wilbur and Orville at Kittyhawk. That was nine years ago ( where has the time gone?) and wet shaving is an airshow of high performance and vintage aircraft from around the world with vendors selling everything from leather flying jackets to signed photos of Luftwaffe aces.
I held a sailplane license. I was working on my powered license and flying a real unicorn; French built radial engine version of a German Feiseler Storch.
We were over the endless lemon groves of Santa Paula when the engine quit. I was flying and my friend figured a damned glider pilot could get it down safely. Right, that plane had a lower wing loading than a Monarch butterfly and at one point I suggested he get out and PUSH. We finally landed on an orchard road and this truck running irrigation pipe brought petrol after we repaired a leaking fuel line. We flew back to Camarillo airport and landed just as this MIG 19 in scarlet red took off. My friend just sat there sighing ' He just used more fuel taking off than I can afford in a month.' I didn't get it?
We just had a adventure right out of WIND, SAND AND STARS. Money and middle aged eyes ended my flying but it sure was fun.
Back to shaving: We are all in one way or another in to damn a hurry to fly that scarlet MIG. We JUST HAVE TO HAVE that Wolfman, Paladin, 100 pack of discontinued magic blades and by God if we do then one of each isn't enough or if a Brad Sears can offer Sabini knots we walk away in the middle of a dance with the redhead like a 14 year old boy without any semblance of manhood except his testosterone. IF by fortune or fate we do assemble this magic collection half of us start singing Peggy Lee IS THAT ALL THERE IS?
I've been involved in a lot of diverse interests. If I took anything away it was like that flight over lemon groves. Sometimes the JOURNEY is half the fun and going slow demands as much skill as that MIG.
Listen to THE BIPLANE EVERMORE by THE IRISH ROVERS next shave folks.

Oh, while I have your attention;ANYONE SELLING A DARWIN CHEAP?

Very nice piece of flying equipment - does that come with free shipping?

Top speed 103 MPH with a maximum 380 Kilometer range. Wings fold for transport and can land in 100 feet or less with headwinds. Normal load of two people max 3. Last German plane downed in WW2 when a military J 3 cub flew alongside firing service .45s at the pilot until he landed and surrendered.

Great story and great analogy. When I first got started I found myself in the newer, better, faster gang but found that a Gillette new long comb still delivers a close shave even though I only gave 10 bucks. Don't get me wrong. I'm not selling my stainless fleet but rather than chasing the newest thing, I find my joy in tue process. Thanks for posting KAV

So what you are saying is you want me to sell you 100 Polsilvers?

Do you? I only have five years worth including other Cossack swords.

We just had a adventure right out of WIND, SAND AND STARS. Money and middle aged eyes ended my flying but it sure was fun.
Back to shaving: We are all in one way or another in to damn a hurry to fly that scarlet MIG. We JUST HAVE TO HAVE that Wolfman, Paladin, 100 pack of discontinued magic blades and by God if we do then one of each isn't enough or if a Brad Sears can offer Sabini knots we walk away in the middle of a dance with the redhead like a 14 year old boy without any semblance of manhood except his testosterone. IF by fortune or fate we do assemble this magic collection half of us start singing Peggy Lee IS THAT ALL THERE IS?
I've been involved in a lot of diverse interests. If I took anything away it was like that flight over lemon groves. Sometimes the JOURNEY is half the fun and going slow demands as much skill as that MIG.

Very well put, KAV!

With traditional wetshaving, we can have that Mig at a Storch price. We can also fly it like a Mig or a Storch as we choose, and so have our cake and eat it, too. Some people don't want only one Mig, though, but a bunch of them, along with an F-16, a T-38, a Mirage, and a flying saucer from outer space. The point for them is to hoard a ton of stuff, and it will always leave them wanting more. Hoarding is a pathological condition, and ultimately brings unhappiness rather than peace. Flying wetshaving like a Storch allows one to have top quality gear at a bargain price, and to continue the adventure every day. I think that a lot of people nowadays are realizing that experiences are more important than possessions.

Wind, Sand and Stars... I read that book in high school. What an inspiring and remarkable story!

Nothing wrong at all with desiring some of these works of art. I imagine if everybody went into some somber Calvinist ( now the Presbyterians will get mad at me again) mindset of frugality even the growing numbers of wetshavers wouldn't suffice to keep our many friends in business. I've been in to many pursuits where the objects possessed the participant from horse poor people in faded jeans beyond fashion statement to women alone on Friday nights with their Hello Kitty collection and no boyfriend. So, remember people BILBO BAGGINS GAVE UP THE RING and Gollum didn't- not that a WOLFMAN has elfin script engraved unseen - so far.

So what is the big deal about Wolfman razors anyway? Even if they give phenomenally good shaves, a lot of other razors give excellent shaves.