Friday, December 21, 2012

Duck


My wife is sitting across the room with her iPad wirelessly connected to the internet. She's watching Rachel Maddow. On this little island.

She will extol her WiFi iPad as a miracle of modern ingenuity. Let me extol another great gift of modern technology, without which we couldn't be on this island.

Duct tape.

Not a day goes by that I don't use duct tape to keep this place from falling apart. Tough, sticky, waterproof. Robinson Crusoe should have been so lucky.

Not just me. Our connection to the island's electrical grid is secured with duct tape installed by BEC (Bahamas Electric Corporation). Our telephone connection is held together with duct tape supplied by Batelco (Bahamas Telecommunications Corporation).

Move to the ragged edge of civilization and you meet silverization.

In her book Wild, about hiking the Pacific Crest Trail, Cheryl Strayed recounts using duct tape as a substitute for blistered skin and for makeshift shoes when her boot irretrievably falls over a cliff.

And we all remember how Apollo 13 made it safely back to Earth because of duct tape. By the light of the silvery moon.

Anyway, I know I'm not saying anything that hasn't been said before. Just adding my own little nod to the invention that keeps all the other inventions working.