James Hamblin resurrects the Bone Fone. I remember desiring one of these, but perhaps I only desired the honey-haired model with the product draped over her shoulders. Why, oh why, did this invention, perhaps the most representative invention of the 1970s, fail utterly? Maybe something to do with the fact that it’s not a telephone at all, but a radio?
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theater, natural history and conservation, the utterly mundane, and Etruscan 8-tracks