Shinola Is Bringing Watchmaking to Detroit
September 19th, 2013Google’s Moto X smartphone is made in Texas. And now watches… Made in Detroit?
Yep.
Via: The Verge:
Detroit stories come in two kinds. There’s “the collapse of the Motor City” — the story of a once-great city now abandoned and bankrupt, its people gone or dug in, its once-grand buildings now majestic ruins, its streets overrun with stray dogs. And then there’s the story of “Detroit resurgent” — a hope as much as a truth, found on ubiquitous T-shirts emblazoned with “Detroit Hustles Harder” and “Detroit vs. Everybody.” It’s a hope embedded in the city’s motto, adopted way back in 1827: Speramus Meliora; Resurget Cineribus. “We hope for better things; it shall rise from the ashes.” It’s a comeback story felt deep in the city’s blood and bones, and glimpsed through the ashes.
Shinola wants to be part of that hopeful story. You might recognize the name: it’s a resurrection, too, a brand of shoe polish popular around World War II, best remembered now through the phrase, “You don’t know shit from Shinola.” That earthy authenticity beckoned to Bedrock Manufacturing Co., a Dallas, TX, investment firm that revived the brand for its newest venture: an American-based watch manufacturer. So Shinola came to Detroit.
Detroit’s Amazing Pop-Up Anarchy:
http://detroitrusttoriches.blogspot.co.nz/2013/08/detroits-amazing-pop-up-anarchy.html
pookie has always admired Karen DeCoster, a “praxeological austro-paleolibertarian, Rothbardian anarcho-capitalist extremist, Hoppean propertarian, and politically incorrect canonist”. She looks mondo cool on her Harley Sportster 1200XL, don’tcha know …
From her latest:
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I can’t put into words how satisfying it is to buy, sell and trade with my friends and neighbors. While nobody in these circles calls themselves libertarians… it is what it is, and that brings a smile to my face. Even for people who think of themselves as communists, rules governing what and how people can buy and sell seem to apply to someone else. haha
Regardless of what we call ourselves, it’s about mutual aid, good stuff for cheap and thank gods we’re small enough to fly under the radar.
I like to think: A real market will out, in the end. It takes collapse sometimes for this to happen.