People often throw around the word “relic” without giving thought to what they’re saying. First off, there’s the word’s religious version that refers to the shard of a saint’s bone… among other things. Then there’s the use of the term to describe something really really old, like this:
One might call this a relic of an ancient civilization.
And then one might refer to an Apple IIe as a technological relic.
And the oldest teacher at your child’s school might be designated a relic as well.
Your dishwasher might also be a relic, though not because of any added respect because of lengthy experience or significance in history. You probably call it a relic because it’s dead.
And at that point, the word “relic” loses all of its meaning… unless we’re talking about something I own that no longer works properly. Then it’s a relic because I’m special and, because of that, it’s special too.
Or it would be special if it weren’t broken…
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I feel like one myself a lot of times… 😀
But, if I remember correctly, you’re still able to scare college kids in the gym who say that…
hahahaha— oh yeah… but, when I can’t do at least that, I’m hanging up my weight belt. 😀
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I like to think of ancient ruins as ruins and not relics… if that helps.
Me too.
excellent
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