Old Aunt Sally and Your Stamps
Tuesday, 10. November 2009
Think of a fine Cuban cigar. Now a perfectly chilled dry martini. Now self-inking stamps. They say you are a man — or a woman — of discerning taste and impeccable sophistication. They also say you are someone who appreciates a simpler time and more reliable tools. Sure, we can all reach for an iPhone and get online, but with something as a one-dimensional as a self-inking stamp, there’s only one thing you can do: use it.
Stamps can help us conjure a simpler, more black and white time. Nothing says, “beat it” and “move on” like the clunk of a self-inking stamp. Long the tool of the DMV and passport office, these spring-loaded beauties are perfectly designed to get the message across. You either pass or you fail. You’re either accepted or rejected.
Simple and perfect — that’s what stamps are. That’s not to say that all you can ever expect from a stamp is the same old thing. If you fork over the nickels and dimes for a nice set of colored ink pads, you can work on points for subtle innuendo. Sure, a big fat, red “FAIL” is no fun, but what about a big fat, pink “PASS?” Ah, so subtle.
