John Lofgren Monkey Boots Shinki Horsebuttt - $1,136 The classic monkey boot silhouette in an incredibly rich Shinki russet horse leather. 
Grant Stone Diesel Boot Dark Olive Chromexcel - $395 Goodyear welted, Horween Chromexcel, classic good looks. 
Schott 568 Vandals Jacket - $1,250 The classic Perfecto motorcycle jacket, in a very special limited-edition Schott double rider style.
These seem to be the only things which we can produce on an industrial scale anymore, though the artesianal versions of the above are nothing to write home about, either.
My family doctor does his rounds of the exam rooms with his IPad. His entire practice in stored within. He writes the script and sends it to the pharmacy of my choice while we are chatting.
For a big chunk of my career we used the teletype to send info to head office. Request for quotes, specification data etc. We had a brand new delivered one day within a week we had scrapped it as we received the state of the art FAX machine. Phoned the company that supplied them to the marketplace free of charge as we were charged by message or some such to come pick it up.....they never did. It struck me that is how quickly technology changes, one day the current technology is supplanted by the new. Now some 35 years later the Fax hits the dustbin. A pretty good run in these days of disruptive change.
The "live Australian" Robert Taylor isn't a bad actor when he's in the right role. He was the lead character Walt Longmire in the Longmire television series on A&E and Netflix, and I found him to be quite convincing.
We still have a landline and have thought about cancelling it many times. But it only costs us $20 a month and I have a grandfathered cheap long distance plan so we keep it. I phone my brother a few times a year and if I used my cel and its expensive long distance charges it might end up costing the same....so we keep it. Nobody phones me except telemarketers thought!
I had my first cell phone in 1987....wired into the car. I loved it...as a salesman who carried a pager which required finding a damn pay phone that worked and didn't smell like an outhouse it was a boon. That is until I discovered that I was always in reach of head office. Until I discovered as well the wonderful dead zones which meant I did not have to answer...merely declare afterwards that I must have been in a cel dead zone. I would have been very satisfied if the technology stopped there and advanced no further.
