I sat once in the RMIT library with a facsimile of the Sears and Roebuck 1904 catalogue, and what a great couple of hours it was. Vibrators, trusses in mahogany tooled leather, pearl buttons and rifles – all could be had via US Mail.
Having become enamoured of heritage fruit and old fashioned varieties for my vegie gardens for a while, I know that mail-order culture was alive and well in 19th Century Australia too – and still is, if you like your vegies to make viable seed for you, or fancy growing some cider apples. Sometimes I wonder if my use of mail order, which living “in th’country” has increased alarmingly, is compensating for the fact that I rarely receive personal mail written by human beings. I love letters, but like most people, hardly ever write any, such energy going into things like MHG. So brown paper packages tied up with string compensate for actual P2P connectedness. Is this sad? Probably.
Notable things I have bought recently via mail;
- black mohair jumper
- VOIP router
- boots which did not fit
- balance bike for my daughter and
- fifty antique dolly pegs, for making peg people in the slow afternoons with foul weather when we are trapped inside and I am determined not to rely on the idiot box as babysitter.