Shakespeare wrote his eternal verses in the fourth act of "The Tempest":
Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp’d towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea all which it inherits, shall dissolve
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.
We are the stuff dreams are made of...
More than three centuries later, in 1941, John Huston made Humphrey Bogart say the same sentence in "The Maltese Falcon". Policeman Tom Polhaus (Ward Bond) takes the elusive statuette and asks private detective Sam Spade what it is; and Bogart utters the immortal phrase: "It's... the stuff dreams are made of."
More than a century after Huston's sublime film and four centuries after the verses of Stratford-upon-Avon's favorite son, a work team (Chris, Jay, Chelsea, Kim, Ryan, Guadalupe, Aliss, Serena and Shay), led by two "madmen," James and Sean, and "herded" to raise funds by Peg, manages to make those dreams come true and builds a small work of industrial art, recreating the mythical German Weltrecord screwdriver: the MetMo screwdriver.
Should I tell you, as I wrote to Peg a few days ago by email, the ODYSSEY that was receiving the MetMo screwdriver in my country, Argentina? I have chosen not to do so, but I must state, however, that those who made the journey from entering the country to my home less painful were the workers of the FedEx company who, contrary to the abusive treatment of the FedEx Argentina executives, were supportive of me and helped me to finally obtain my MetMo screwdriver.
EVERYTHING in the MetMo screwdriver is made with care, with ingenuity, with AFFECTION and CARE for the work and the craft they perform. Seeing the screwdriver, feeling it in your hands, using it, feeling its weight, its solidity, is the complete opposite (fortunately) to the virtual world and the liquid world (as Zygmunt Bauman says) that the great "minds" of our time propose to us and that bring so much suffering to the human species, which irremediably needs not only its dreams but to make them a reality and to touch them, feel them, see them realized.
MetMo has achieved just that, but even better: it has "resurrected" what, until recently, existed in small quantities (the Weltrecord screwdriver) and in virtual form, for those of us who admired it in photos, and has improved it into that wonderful real substance, the MetMo screwdriver.
I toast, from Argentina, that all those who make up MetMo and those who help MetMo, continue there and can continue to make their dreams come true because I know that, if they continue, the rest of us will be able to enjoy what MetMo makes a reality.
THANK YOU.


What a behemoth!
Thanks so much for the kind words Hernán, from me and the team it's hugely appreciated! I'm so glad you get to enjoy this slice of history with us.
All the best,
Peg