The folks behind the very-low-tech Dishmaster sure knew how to talk a good game—and come to think of it, 'tub-type electric dishwashers' of 1955 might still have been working out a few performance kinks. That might explain the disparaging implications about scraping and loading. But I fail to see the virtue in the claim of a day's supply of soap in the reservoir, and the notion of 'aerated' suds...well, what would suds be without air, I ask? In any case, the fellow wielding the wand seems to be having a fine time [remarkably, his hands are dry], and a happy Dishmaster is a good Dishmaster.
