Those that are subscribing to the elitist/luddite school of thought here are missing something. I drive a '71 Alfa Romeo Spider not because it's old or a status symbol (I don't know, or care, if it is; heck I don't think most people even know what it is anymore) but because I like the sound, feel, and smell of it; it's the only car that's consistently put a smile on my face, and I feel connected to it. I shave with a double-edge razor because I honestly think it does a better job than the many-bladed overpriced monstrosities that are foisted on us (and the Merkur has a pleasant heft to it), and I use a shaving brush and soap not out of some "Art of Shaving" metrosexual pretense, but because I like warm lather. I got really tired of cold goo every morning. I play vinyl because I prefer it, the smell of the sleeves reminds me of college radio, and because there's a kind of almost-ceremony in taking an LP out of its sleeve, maybe finding a bit of dried plant matter in the gatefold (from a previous owner of course), looking for the hidden messages scratched in the run-out grooves, putting it on the turntable, and setting the needle down, and because I think one is more involved with the music when you're required to flip sides every twenty minutes or so than when you can put on hours of digits and not pay any attention. I like fountain pens because they're more relaxed (and they're "green," not throwing a stick of plastic away every time the ink runs out). I like vintage clothing--sometimes--because it suits me (no pun intended). Most of my electric basses are from the '70s (some are older, one is slightly newer), and like the vinyl, I don't collect them, I play them. I believe there's a difference between having something just to have it, and having something to use it. As for RFs, I gravitated to them because they're generally smaller, lighter and quieter than SLRs. I have yet to be comfortable with digital. There's something that just feels very right about my Retina IIC, the way it fits in my hand , the soft snip when the shutter fires, and the way it folds up. Is there anyone making a camera like that now? Well, then, I guess I have to use an old one.
I've come to realize that along the timeline of manufactured items, the best of them are not necessarily at the closest end. Often the best item (and sometimes the only available choice), at least for my purposes, is in the middle. I don't use old for the sake of using old or for some image it may bestow upon me, I use old if it's the best choice for me. It just happens to be old. (I think I came to this realization when it suddenly occurred to me one day that I shop in antique stores not for home decor, but for things to actually use (like the great potato masher in my kitchen drawer; there's nothing modern that comes close).)