Some people yearn for a beater Tele. Maybe what we need is a beater life. A parallel life where you can just enjoy the moment; where the mistakes you make can’t have any negative consequences worth worrying about, and you won’t mess up your precious real life. When I wanted a beater Tele, I got one. I liked it so much that I fixed it up and now it’s so nice that it’s not remotely a beater Tele. That would probably happen with my beater life too. I’m not a millennial.