Retro Rocket

retrorocketI finally got around to taking a couple of snaps of my new house guest. It’s a Spartus Rocket camera which takes 127 film. This one has never ever been used which is interesting to me. It even came with an instruction sheet and a couple of Kodak film mailers.

I usually confine my camera shopping to thrift stores which is pretty hit and miss. This one came from an antique mall so it cost about double what I would have paid at the thrift store. I didn’t have to pay shipping like the times when I buy something online so when you figure the savings on shipping it is still a reasonable purchase. At least that’s what I tell myself. The fact is when you are in love with things you will pay just about any price or sleep out in the rain… Oh, that’s when a man loves a woman. It’s best not to love things too much or you will soon be disappointed. I’m trying hard not to become a collector of things because that is much too serious work for me, so I occasionally adopt a misfit or rescue a castaway from the junk store to bring it home and wash away the dust and polish the plastic as best as I can. We are flawed and scarred and live well together. I like listening to their old stories that no one else wants to hear anymore. It is all fine with me.

This one is simple and unpretentious. It has a shutter button and a film winding knob and that is about it. No bulb setting, no adjustable aperture, no shutter speeds, no timer, no tripod socket. On the other hand my digital camera came with  an instruction manual that is around four hundred pages long.

One of my favorite things in life is going through the airport security line and having the TSA agent ask me to turn on my box cameras. It takes about five minutes to explain to them that there are no batteries. It usually requires a supervisor. To be honest that is about the only fun I have discovered about airport security lines or “security theatre” as I like to call it.

When I look at this little camera the thoughts begin to flow and I think of the fifties and sixties. Cars with fins, the race to space and traveling across country in the back of a blue Rambler station wagon. It has taken longer for the future to get here than I thought it would and it’s not entirely what I expected. For those who can afford the benefits of science and modern life, things are pretty cool but of course not everyone is so fortunate. Mostly people seem to want things and value them over each other. Too bad, that’s not the future we were hoping for.