Once upon a time, things were made to serve a purpose. Consider the light bulb, the compass, and the cardiac pacemaker. No doubt necessity was once the mother of invention.
Fast forward to the present. What's happened? It seems that everywhere I go, I'm bombarded with completely useless and unnecessary stuff. Yesterday, someone tried to sell me a 14-inch pencil--the "Jumbo Jotter." I'll admit I was tempted, and I imagined myself sauntering into Monday's 3:00 meeting, only to whip out my enormous pencil and start taking notes like it was just another day at the office. My colleagues would laugh, we'd all have a good chuckle, but then some persnickety associate would point out the obvious: I had wasted $9.95 and a tree in Paraguay for a D-list joke.
The problem with useless products is threefold. First, they squander natural resources (energy, raw materials, mineral deposits and infomercial star Anthony Sullivan's precious time). Secondly, they clog up landfills and, thirdly, they throw us into a Samsara-like cycle of never ending consumption.
Take for example, the Toastmaster Electric Can Opener - Model TCO2 (white). Yes, of course this gadget could be a godsend for the arthritic and handicapped. For the rest of us, however, it's just another gateway to misery.
1. Lift blade assembly.
2. Place can against positioning bar guide and metal wheel.
3. Press button until can opening process is complete.
We press the button and eat our spam with little worry. Then the tragedy sets in. A few weeks go by and a rubber tire forms around our recently slim midsection. A double chin appears. Is that arm flab? Manual can opening burns calories. The lack of physical activity has atrophied our muscles.
Hence useless gadget number two: the Sauna Belt (note this product was recently recalled for safety reasons). This girdle of a device claims to heat the belly, increasing body temperature, so to literally melt away excess pounds. As it happens, the only thing the Sauna Belt is really good for is repelling members of the opposite sex and scorching its clientele. Burned and fat, what are we to do? Sharper Image's personal air conditioner provides comfort in times of distress. Just place the battery operated metal collar around your neck and you'll enjoy the blissful blow of cool air and water vapor on your face.
My point is that it never ends. As we're buying up all of this "stuff," we're wasting money, polluting the earth and adding another piece of junk to our already overcrowded lives. To offset the havoc we purchase yet another useless product and on and on it goes.
Yes, it's a cruel cruel world out there. And if for a moment a gigantic pencil, fuzzy toilet seat cover or fat burning belt will make it seem all the more bearable, then purchase away. But at least try to buy used.
Behold the gallery . . .
Top Ten Most Useless and Unnecessary Pieces of Crap
The Auto-Adjusting Wrench
Put the monkey wrench to shame. No need to sweat and waste your energy spinning the thumbwheel manually. Instead, just press "power" and the Auto-Adjusting Wrench will mechanically close in on that nut like a python closing in on its prey. Of course, once adjusted you'll have to turn the wrench yourself, but at least you got the hard part out of the way.
The Banana Holder
Not to be confused with the "Banana Hammock." Seriously though, what happens when you are down to one banana? How does that Banana stay safe?
Oh, of course! Silly me! Just put it in a Plastic Banana Guard.
The Plastic Banana Guard
The Battery-Powered Spinning Bottle
Jeez, kids today! They have it so easy. Back in my day (insert rambling aged voice here) we actually had to rotate the bottle. Can you imagine? Whirling it by hand to facilitate a painful make-out session or seven minutes in heaven. What torture. We really were living in the dark ages.
The Fuzzy Toilet Seat Cover
Aside from serving absolutely no purpose whatsoever, the furry toilet seat is gross. I mean, why on earth would I want a carpet on my toilet? I don't want to get into graphic detail here, but stray tagnuts and winnets . . . before you know it you've got a dingleberry garden.
The Paper Weight
If by divine intervention a gust of wind blazeth through your windowless cubicle, be sure to protect thy papers with a 4 ounce paperweight.
The Mechanized Egg Cracker
The line of crap destined to fill up your kitchen is seemingly endless. Exhibit A: the egg cracker, a plastic device with which you . . . crack an egg. God forbid we need to knock on the side of a bowl. How, one wonders, has humanity ever survived without a mechanized egg cracker?
The Baby Wipes Warmer
The baby industry capitalizes on the deepest fears of new and nervous parents. Certainly your baby will be uncomfortable, unhappy and will hate you for life if you do not wipe its bum with a warm wipey. This particular model ensures that it won't dehydrate the wipes, "as leading wipe warmers tend to do." You know what else won't dry out the wipes? Not using a wipe warmer.
The Melon Wedger
Need I point out that most kitchens have a knife?
The Leaf Blower
What good is a rake when you can happily puff leaves into your neighbor's yard with a gas powered leaf blower? Yeah, blowers hemorrhage fossil fuel, but then again nothing's more satisfying than chasing down that last recalcitrant leaf and blasting it into oblivion.
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With as many deaths as we've caused and suffered in Iraq over oil, you'd think a light bulb would go off in our heads.
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Under absolutely NO circumstance was I mocking the handicapped. I was simply noting that specific items are necessary for the handicap, but unnecessary for the non-handicapped.
I am making fun of the devices as they are used by the non-handicapped. As I stated in my post, they make perfect sense if you are in need of assistance.
Please don't confuse my light hearted tone with a cavalier and insensitive view of the handicapped.
Thank you for your comment,
Olivia Zaleski
My father owns a cleaning business and a few times a week he will need me to help him out. It would take about 3 hours to remove all the leaves/rubbish from 3 carparks or the outside of an apartment block using a rake. With a leaf blower it will take about 20-30 minutes. Now that doesnt seem useless does it? I saw a comment of yours saying 1 hour of blowing uses the same amount of petrol as a car driving 100 miles. That's strange seeing as i only have to fill up once throughout the day. The petrol tank is 1 litre.
So maybe using a leaf blower around your backyard is just plain lazy, but you didnt think about the people who NEED these for their job.
-the battery-powered spinning bottle
-the furry toilet seat cover (though plenty of objections to level of detail used to describe it)
-the mechanized egg cracker
-the melon wedger
So, I challenge you now: will anyone stand up for these disgraced items? Who will champion the melon wedger, defend the honor of the mechanized egg cracker?
I know it can be whimsical to critique the "crap" of others, but I do hope that all here take a moment to think about what they themselves can do. Yes, it's silly to have that melon wedger, but the volume of material in it seems less than the volume of material in a pair of sneakers and, looking on the feet of so many I know, many seem to have a few more pairs of shoes than "needed." Yes, the lawn blower/sucker may be a questionable item, but so are lawns, quite frankly. Should we really have more of a lawn than can be cut with a manual mower? Have you ripped out your lawns and replaced them with more environmentally-friendly gardens? I'm just sayin' Start by eliminating the silly "crapola" from your lives, but don't stop there. Look deeper.
assuming the melon wedger works and is well made, I see a restaurant wanting one for busy Sunday brunch.
/end sarcasm
Re working with desert landscape - can't imagine a more fatuous example of why leaf blowers are important.
Don't the other fruits get jealous of the bananas having their own luxurious accommodations?
Some of us actually survived parenting a child who could scream. Try ear plugs. Either put them in your ears or shove them down the kid's throat.