Mike Gundy's essay on buttons

Of all the modern conveniences _ I like buttons the best.

The very existence of a button within reach, means that it will inevitably be pressed, because thats the only reason for a button to be.

I can handle a dirty button, I have unstuck plenty, and fought many a heroic duel using leverage and brute force. RESULT!

But what happens when you press it and nothing happens. Obviously you press it again and again,and again pause, perhaps even go "hmm".

Upon reflection you try it harder, and in desperation from different angles, perhaps the button itself is faulty. After all at its heart, is a mechanism.

You might be able to walk away, perhaps it will fix itself, or somebody will call someone to fix it, so its ready to be pressed again.
You will be back tho, partly out of curiosity - just to see if the damn button is fixed?

Eventually when all else fails, you might develop a theory as to the reason the button no longer works, perhaps a whole series of scenarios which could lead to the failure of the button.

Is it just a simple fault, or as panic begins to settle in, the beginning - the very tip of a cataclysmic tactile Iceberg, about to FUBAR all of your buttons? Chaos, Ruin, the Abyss... and repairmen are so expensive much cheaper to get a new more modern one and move on. Bah! They dont make buttons like they used too tho.