I just saw online a young Millennial go "Oooo! Dot matrix labels!" Like it was bespoke artisanal letterpress printing done on linen parchment. Or vellum! Like it conjured a misty faraway land lost to time. A forgotten epoch.
And in a way, I guess it is sort of.
I can't describe how old this makes me feel.
Mike Johnson to Texas Flood Victims: Fuck You, Yer On Yer Own
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That's pretty much his message, but he gussied it up with the usual blather
about thoughts and prayers.
In other words:
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I wonder if the Smithsonian has an old dot matrix ribbon cartridge and ink refill kit. Millennials would probably have it located near the copper stone cutting tools.
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