Check out this King Tut action figure I discovered during a recent surfing of the net. It was easy, since the algorithms showed it to me as an inserted ad. Those algorithms do know me well. The devil is in the algorithms, as they say. Well, I don’t know if *they* say it. I say it. They *should* say it, if they don’t. Whoever *they* are. But I digress.
The algorithms are in collusion with the forces of capitalism. They want to get my money. In the case of the King Tut figure, they won’t prove successful. Probably not. The Tut figure is kinda pricey. Pretty, but pricey. I don’t know if I can convince my inner cheapskate to relinquish the funds necessary to purchase the figure. But then I don’t know that I won’t, either. My inner cheapskate is kind of a pushover sometimes. But I digress again.
This got me to thinking. While I wouldn’t change anything about my childhood even if I could. (It’s not a good idea to go messing with the foundation, after all; even if your intent is to improve something, one’s childhood is something of a tower built of playing cards, both good and bad cards. You can move the wrong one and the whole thing comes crashing down.) But it does make me ponder just how much easier it is for a guy like me to get his hands on cool stuff today than it was back then. For one thing, there’s just a lot more of the cool stuff getting made nowadays. Then there’s that whole Internet thing. You don’t even have to go hunting for the cool stuff anymore. The algorithms bring it right to you.
Okay, maybe the Tut figure ain’t *that* pricey…No. It is.