There is a passage in Tolkien's "The Hobbit" where a very special day (Durin's Day) that is computed by a calculation of when the last moon of autumn is in the sky just as the sun sets at a particular peak.
But the chief dwarf notes, "It passes our skill in these days to guess when such a time will come again."
Yesterday, we went to the box store to buy a replacement CD player when the Strawberry Shortcake CD player crapped out after just about 2 yrs. It still plays the radio, but the CD player often takes forever (or never) to recognize the CD. So as we stood in front of the two choices, Bri asks me:
Bri: Will this one break?
Me: Of course, all things break in time.
Bri: Why?
Me: I don't know. They just do. It is just a question of "can we fix them?"
And that is when I realized that toys today are like Durin's Day to the dwarves - it passes our skill to repair most of them. We have the will but not the skill to fix small lasers, electronic circuits, etc. So we toss them out. Bah.
And this is what happens to all our unrepairable toys:
The guilt is palpable!!!
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