Posted on September 25, 2020 by iwano@_84
Nostalgia is a hell of a drug. It’s the kind of thing that makes a programmer in Seattle wake up on a Saturday morning in the year 2020, pour some coffee into a metal thermos, put on a plaid shirt and yellow workboots made by Timberland, a John Deere baseball cap, and head on down to Home Depot in a correct vintage truck to buy something industrial-looking.
If you haven’t noticed, minty trucks from the 1990s have been all the rage on online auction sites for the past few years, and they’re being bought by the kids of the 1980s and 1990s who now want to reenact a Saturday morning at a lumber yard, or go inspect some forest road or railroad despite being employed by neither the forestry service or a railroad. Nostalgia for days just far enough in the rear view mirror to seem distant is what’s driving