When my wife asked me today what I had planned, I knew trouble was coming. “Well, I’ve got to get the garden winterized, dig in the leaves and coffee grounds, cover up with cardboard, etc. and I want to check the bees, see if they’re flying, it might be warm enough.” Apparently that wasn’t enough. “Why don’t we get that old printer out of the shop so we can use the space for the laminator.” Now, I’ve been successfully foot-dragging for about 3 years on this little project. Somehow I knew I wouldn’t get away with it this time.
Ten years ago that color printer was hoisted up the narrow stairway when we decided to expand our printing capabilities into color posters. It took about 8 hours…my wife, daughter, myself and a come-along to safely jack that heavy piece of machinery up. I well remember that and didn’t want to ruin my back or my day plus I absolutely hate trashing something that has been manufactured.
As I removed piece by piece, I recalled all the work I had pushed through it. This was a good printer, but not without problems. Even with the many consumer replaceable parts, we still occasionally had to get a service man in for maintenance beyond what I could do. That was not cheap, nor were the parts that I could replace.
As I’m taking it apart, I can’t help but think of all the natural resources that went into the making of it. Carefully machined rollers with gears and motors, belts and pulleys…I’ve got to add some photos.
During this painful disassembly, I kept thinking about the beautiful machinery and all the design work that had gone into this.
How can we continue using raw materials taken from who knows where, cheap labor, and energy only to have it come to an ignoble end in such a short time?