I’ve come to the conclusion that our pastime has now become a game of one -upmanship. An “I Can Do it Better Than You” avocation. Yup, the more time I spend in cyberspace the more convinced I am. It’s an ongoing game, and you can be anyone and anything you want to be there….
I see certain tekkies posting photos of finds every single day, and in many cases the finds are not just good, they are unbelievable, outstanding (note John Winter I didn’t use the word awesome). Yes I do scratch my head and wonder at times, but I wonder even more about what the hell these beepers do for a living. They’re too young to be retired? I saw a photo the other day of a coin that looked like it came out of a proof holder, and a hoard of sorts that was also too nice to believe. Please, please…. understand, I am not doubting, just scratching my head until it bleeds.
There also seems to be a race or contest to see who can upload the “most” photos and videos of finds, new purchases (especially those killer, better than the best, imported coils) and how many posts like this can one can make on a daily basis? I understand it’s fun to be Cecile B. Demille but would someone tell me ‘why’ so many, and why you ‘need’ to get so many views? Is it a numbers game? Do you win something? Honestly, just give me ONE video that peaks my interest, instead of forty that all look alike.
Detecting videos today now come with titles, subtitles, rolling credits, fade ins, outs and original music. I suspect it’s only a matter of time before a few of the movie producers will be charging a fee to watch. Used to be it was a good day when you came home with a few keepers, but now it’s apparently whether or not you got some great footage. You know, shots of the back and forth coil swings, sharing the numerical readout, scanning the hole with whatever pinpointer you are promoting, and then the ole coin in the hole shot, the rubbing the dirt off, the verbal exclamations (my favorite is the softly murmured “holy shit”) and of course the final, all cleaned up, ready for prime time viewing, shot of the day’s finds, unidentified crap and all.
Yup, I go back to a different time and a different era. One where you “just went detecting”. Dick Stout is old school, no frills, cheap, uncool, bare bones, no bells or whistles and steadfast. I am a ODWPM ! On the other hand I am damn comfortable with that.
I’m done, now go get that reality show…
My apologies this time around. My Blog program decided to add a lot of frills that, as you might expect, messed up my thinking….