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Searching for a CRT monitor is almost as fun as owning one (I think)
Falling down the cathode hole
With next to no input lag, beautiful motion clarity, excellent black-levels, support for arbitrary resolutions and refresh rates, it is a wonder we ever did away with the clearly superior technology of cathode-ray tubes.
Like proto-Marie Kondo decluttering fascists, the general public deemed the “convenience” of smeary flat panel displays outweighed the reassuring girth and heft of long-trusted display technology that had been refined for decades.
The moment this transition began is when we strayed from the light (electron gun) and condemned mankind to a slow smouldering decline into oblivion. One only has to look at the news to see for themselves.
Before I continue, I can hear you mouth breathing heathens cry out “OLED technology continues to improve!”. Fools.
These screens can only have grey-to-grey response times of 2-3ms, an insult to 0.01ms response times of even the lowliest CRTs.
Their main downfall is the blasphemous eschewing of 4:3. Whilst some laptops sport 16:10 and 3:2 displays, all OLEDs will be eternally damned to carry black bars when displaying superior squarer content, the shame eternally burnt in.
MicroLEDs solve the issue of response times altogether and do away with the risk of burn in but will still forever bear the cardinal sin of black bars.
If you really want to watch widescreen content, just buy a 16:9 or 16:10 CRT – I really don’t know what is stopping you…
As we descend into blight and famine, I seek the truth through on Facebook Marketplace and Gumtree trying to catch wayward spirits parting with their ever rarer relics.
My quest thus far, whilst keeping me on the right path towards salvation, has been fruitless, yet the years of fervent browsing has kept my flame alight.
The closest this humble servant has come was a 19” Hansol 920P, an artefact capable of 1600x1200 at 75Hz.
Alack, it were times of Covid (what more evidence do you need?) and the shadow masked shrine was 130 miles away in coastal Stranraer where it was at risk of a CRTsunami, a vengeful flooding phenomenon brought about when the liquid of all LCDs is shot out by cathode-rays.
Another misfortune in my pilgrimage is my lack of autonomy when it comes to personal transport. My devotion to reading scripture on r/crtgaming and The CRT Collective has left me little time to learn how to drive. Do I research more, or do I begin driving lessons so I can ferry lost souls but at the cost of not chasing the dragon? Perhaps there are CRT audiobooks I can listen to when I drive to nullify this catch-22.
Perhaps one day my desk, coddled by a plastic sun-yellowed weighted blanket, will feel the warm analogue embrace and I will know true enlightenment. Until then, I seek deliverance and find comfort knowing I am espousing the good word. Perhaps you too one day can be saved.
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