No one cares about stereo equipment anymore

Brief

As part of my therapy around the enormously crappy Saab 9000 Aero that I bought last year (and managed to make a few bucks on when it came time to dump it), I pillaged everything I could from it to flip on craigslist and Facebook Marketplace short of stripping off parts that actually made it run. 

Thinking back to my days as a teenager when big subwoofers and amplifiers with clever names like "Sound Storm" and "Desert Thunder" reigned supreme, I was delighted to see a custom enclosure with two 12" Infinity subs in the hatch area. I thought this would be an easy $200 for the subs plus another $200 for the amp. Did anyone tell you that today's kids no longer share this same enthusiasm for putting bass in your face?

I was a pretty nerdy white guy living in the suburbs when high school rolled around, but loud stereos with bass that rattled trunk lids were both must-haves when trolling the student parking lot. For some reason, my parents went along with this and even paid for some of the stereo equipment, seemingly unmoved by the fact that I was blasting gangster rap in places where actual gangsters lived. Recalling how much of my meager earnings were spent at stereo shops made me convinced that someone would jump at the chance to own this setup, especially since Infinity was the high-end option compared to the Sony Xplod and Kicker crap I had. 

Well, news flash: no one wants this stuff. I finally got so sick of tripping over this huge, heavy box in the garage that I sold it AND the amp to a middle-aged guy for $100. He was cool, turns out one of the subs didn't work so I gave him the amp for free. He told me the box alone was worth my asking price (which I knew), but he was the only guy to appreciate the unmatched value I was offering him. 

I still think big stereos are cool, but I'm guessing they now have Bluetooth-enabled sub boxes that fit under the driver's seat and pump out as much bass as my two 12s did back in the day - and likely for half the price. But no matter what, I'm now at the age where I'm just grateful to have an extra 12 inches back in the doorway from the garage to the house.