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  • Tuesday Afternoon Not-Up-to-Spud’s-Standards Links

    Spud really showed us how its done this morning. Unfortunately, they won’t fire me and I can’t quit, so you gets what you gets, which is good enough.

    You know what I hate worse than the 6% realtor’s commission that’s right where you can read it in every contract that you sign when you hire an agent? The idea of a class action lawsuit by Big Tobacco lawyers where they can rape the real estate agents, take 70% (or more) and give people who signed a contract without any sort of duress a pittance. There are several flat-fee sellers agents out there, and if buyers want to use zillow or realestate.com and just hire a lawyer to read a contract for a flat-fee, more power to them all. Hell, you can do it all yourself if you have the time.

    A great take on the college admissions scandal by an Ivy League school. (Note: Parody Site)

    Another psychedelic being studied for depression and anxiety treatment. Its almost like people don’t take this stuff purely to piss off the DEA

    Florida woman chases her man across highway with knife at 3:45am. Pasco county is like the Appalachia of Florida, only without the scenery.

    Good news, folks! Fusion power is only 15-20 years away with new materials.

     

    Found the original of something I always assumed was a cover.

     

  • Talk to the Cops!? Are You Crazy ? Part 2: When Do Constitutional Rights “Attach?”

    So you’ve always been wondering, (I’m sure you have) when it comes to criminal procedure when does a person’s individual rights, under the Constitution, “attach” to a situation. . . haven’t you?

    In an earlier Part One, (view Part One here), I talked about how cops try to help themselves in the future, and prosecutors as well, by the way police reports are written. It’s a good guy/bad guy set up, which makes it easier to get a conviction.

    Trust me, I have seen it happen. And even when a defendant has eloquent and thorough defense counsel, and some facts in his or her favor, juries want to see “justice” for the alleged victim, which is why prosecutors have such a high rate of success. “  . . . . About 90 percent of the cases end with a plea bargain, and of those cases going to trial, about 90 percent end in a guilty verdict,” says a former U.S. attorney. (sorry -paywall, Dallas news). Perhaps that is grist for another article.

    Anyhow, the thing is, you do have rights under the constitution, which say that you’re not required to provide evidence against yourself, or “self-incriminate.”

    The idea comes from the Fifth Amendment, that tells us “no person . . . shall be compelled in any criminal case to be a witness against himself,” among other protections for persons accused of a crime.

    Simply put, a person can’t be compelled (forced, coerced, etc) to give evidence against him or herself. The problem having been that in earlier times, forced confessions were common, in fact, they could have been the rule rather than the exception. I guess that the idea being that confession is good for the soul. . . so forcing a confession would mean you were helping someone get closer to his or her Maker.

    This idea also works in conjunction with the Sixth Amendment, which states that a defendant also can “have the Assistance of Counsel for his [or her] defense.”

    To illustrate the Fifth Amendment: Let’s go back to our earlier scenario from Part 1, where a police officer calls someone to “assist him” in inquiries about an assault. Police Officer tells Joe Defendant, “Well, Mr. Johnson said you went after Tom with a carving knife.”

    Thoughts are racing through Joe Defendant’s mind, and at this point he should realize he has options. Option 1: invoke the Fifth. Option 2: invoke the Sixth. Option 3: get the whole thing off his chest, because it is bugging him all night long.

    In other words, the idea that Joe’s rights are at issue is correct! They are at issue immediately! And Joe may invoke his rights as soon as he thinks it is appropriate. So let’s hope Joe goes with Option 1, or Option 2.

    One way to say this is “I’m not sure officer, are you accusing me of a crime? I might talk to you, but only once my lawyer is with me.”

    To illustrate the Sixth amendment: Once Joe Defendant says “I might talk to you, but only once my lawyer is with me,” he is also invoking that he has the right to an attorney.

    Anecdotally I have seen this actually work for a client. I had been representing the client in a divorce. The wife moved out a few months after filing for divorce, then decided to charge my client with the crime of non-consensual sex. First, she got a personal protection order, then she called the cops, and “reported” the incident. Cops called the client – whose best friend, Ron, is a defense attorney (and my pal from law school). Client has Ron call the cops back for him. The gist of that phone call was “we have nothing to say at this time.” I call the client and tell him “listen to Ron! He’s right!”  No charges were issued.

    But this is why, when officers question someone, the legal requirement is that they get a consent signed that Joe Defendant is aware of, and voluntarily waives,  his Miranda rights – to remain silent,  the right to an attorney, and that whatever testimony he gives may be used against him.

    I may be preaching to the choir here, but Joe’s right attach as soon as he thinks 1. anything he says may be used in proceedings against him or 2. he is being interrogated in custody (aka “custodial interrogation.”)

    Where does custodial interrogation occur? Wherever police are present, is my answer. Street scene where a brawl has taken place? Police are present? Police are talking to witnesses (or potential suspects)? Even if a person is not in a squad car, handcuffs, or police department interview room, then the police may be interrogating him or her.

    If the person does not feel “free to leave” the scene, then interrogation may be taking place, and rights to counsel, to silence, etc. can be asserted.

     

     

  • Tuesday Morning Links of Bob Frank

    He likes to run over children.
    A poem.

     

    Ahem.

    I need a butt shine,
    Right now
    You are holy,
    Oh, sacred Cow
    I thirst for you,
    Provide Milk.

    Buff my balls,
    Love the Cow,
    Good fortune for those that do.
    Love me, breathe my feet,
    The Cow has risen.

    Wax my ass,
    Scrub my balls.
    The Cow has risen,
    Provide Milk.

    – Robert Francis O’Rourke

  • Monday Afternoon Return to Normalcy Links

    Its nice to have the site back from the Cryptids. The real story is that SP showed up and everyone fled in terror. Even ZARDOZ and the SMITH clan want no part of an even mildly annoyed SP. So now we have our website back, if we can keep it. I hope everyone’s Monday is going well. We went and rode Thomas the Train, drove past a barn fire, and generally enjoyed ourselves.

    Here, have some links.

    Self-avowed Marxist Millenial blames… nah, you guess, what does he blame for Millenial burnout? (t/w the paste eaters at Vox)

    Former EPA advisor tells Macron that the Paris Climate Accord is junk.

    Don’t forget its March Madness time. Take the under on FSU winning 2 games. Always. Maybe they’ll win 3, but don’t bet on it.

    This is going to be someone’s fetish, so here you go. (Not SF worthy) And this will be someone else’s.

     

  • A History of Lever Guns, Part Three

    The Other Guys

    Every story has some of the Other Guys – the folks who came up with a concept that, while novel and useful, just didn’t quite hang in there.  And there are other Other Guys as well, the ones who keep plugging and manage to carve themselves out a share of the market.  In this part of our history of lever guns, we’ll see some of each.

    Spencer

    The Spencer Rifle.

    The same year Benjamin Tyler Henry came up with the Henry rifle, a Connecticut man named Christopher Spencer came up with another practical repeater, but the Spencer rifle, while operating with a lever under the action, was quite different than the Henry.  Spencer completed the design of his signature rifle in 1859, technically beating Henry by a year, but the first commercial release was called the 1860 Spencer.

    The Spencer rifle, while technically a lever-action, was very different from the Volcanic, Henry, and Winchester designs.  Instead of a tubular magazine under the barrel, the Spencer protected its 7-round tubular magazine by placing it inside the stock, loading through the butt.  The action was unusual, being in effect a modification to the falling-block breechloaders that were coming into the market at that time.  While the offerings of Christian Sharps were single-shots, the Spencer’s magazine fed fresh cartridges into the action while the block was lowered; the process when a shot was fired was to lower the lever, ejecting the empty cartridge; raise the lever, elevating a new cartridge and placing it in the chamber; cocking the big external side-hammer and letting fly.

    That was one more action than the Henry required of a shooter, as its bolt cocked the piece’s hammer on its rearward travel.  But with various parts of the country fixing to square off at one another, Spencer wasted no time presenting his rifle to the War Department.

    There was a problem.  The one constant in government is the shortsightedness of bureaucrats, and the War Department in the 1860s was no exception.  The Ordnance Department was at that time overseen by Brigadier James Ripley, an old wreck from the War of 1812 with an imagination rather shorter than his nose.  He rejected not only the Spencer but any repeater out of hand, insisting that the soldiery would simply waste ammo.  At President Lincoln’s insistence, he unbent enough to buy some Sharps breechloaders for the cavalry, but that was as far as he seemed willing to go.

    Spencer had other plans.  (Imagine the consequences if the following events took place today.)  On a summer day in 1863, not long after the Federal victory at Gettysburg, Spencer picked up one of his rifles, a hefty supply of ammo, took them to Washington and proceeded to march with them into the White House, past the inattentive sentries and into the President’s office to face a startled Abraham Lincoln.

    No details remain of the conversation that ensued, but if must have been something along these lines:

    Christopher Spencer: “Mr. President, I have a repeating rifle I’d like to show you.”

    President Lincoln: “I’d like to see it.”

    The following day President Lincoln, Spencer and Secretary of War Stanton took Spencer’s rifle shooting on the Great Mall(!), following which Lincoln ordered the fossil Ripley to approve the purchase of Spencer repeaters.  Ripley largely ignored the order, but a fair number of Spencer rifles found their way into the hands of General Grant’s Army of the West.  No less a figure than George Custer became a quick convert to the Spencer rifle, and after the war, many surplus Spencer repeaters were in use all over the country.

    The Spencer fared poorly in commercial competition after the war.  While the Winchester rifles’ magazines could be topped up with single rounds while the gun was in use, the Spencer required withdrawing the tubular magazine.  Also, the Spencer was limited to that company’s own rimfire ammo, while Winchester, only eight years after the war, was hitting home runs in its partnership with Colt on the .44 WCF cartridge.

    By this time Spencer’s rifle works were already gone, having closed their doors in 1869 and sold the remainder of their patents and machinery to their competitor, Winchester.  In 1882 Spencer tried his hand at gun making again when he started a new company to build what would be the first commercially produced pump-action shotgun.  He continued building that gun until 1889, when the new Spencer Arms Company was sold to Francis Bannerman and Sons of New York, who continued manufacturing Spencer’s shotgun until 1907.  But in 1869, his involvement with lever-action repeaters was over.

    A year after Spencer struck his tents and bowed out of the lever gun business, a new kid on the block was about to make a big splash.  A tool and die man from Connecticut who had worked in the Colt plant through the war opened his own company, manufacturing a few single-shot brass derringers, the Ballard-pattern single shot rifles and, eventually, some lever guns.  That fellow’s name was John Mahlon Marlin.

    Enter John Marlin

    1881 Marlin.

    While he opened his Marlin Firearms Company in New Haven, Connecticut in 1870, Marlin didn’t jump into the lever-gun or, indeed, even the rifle business right away.  Instead, he began by manufacturing inexpensive brass-frame single shot derringers, initially in .22 caliber and later in .32 and .38 caliber versions.  In 1875 he began manufacture of the Ballard single-shot falling-block rifle, eventually building more of that rifle than any of its several other manufacturers.

    1881 saw the first Marlin lever gun.  The Model 1881 Marlin was intended to compete directly with Winchester’s 1876 Centennial, and in fact the Marlin offering did Winchester one better in offering the 1881 in the popular .45-70 and .38-55 chamberings.

    Marlin’s first lever gun had that advantage over the Winchester, but this happy situation wouldn’t last; in 1886 Winchester would offer the first in a new generation of lever guns that would also be chambered in popular, easy to obtain calibers.  Also, the 1881 Marlin was not appreciably different than the Winchester designs; like them, it loaded through a gate in the receiver, had a sealed tubular magazine, an external hammer and ejected spent cartridges straight out of the top of the action.  But the Marlin sold for a few dollars less than comparable Winchester offerings, and this was enough to keep the New Haven plant open until the next innovation.

    That next innovation was the Marlin Model 1889, a pistol-caliber lever carbine offered in .44-40, .38-40, .32-20 and .25-20.  The carbine in and of itself wasn’t remarkably different than the Winchester 1866 and 1873 guns in its function or capabilities, but it did have one key difference:  Its receiver top was solid, and empties were ejected instead out of the right side of the action.

    1894 Marlin.

    In 1889 not many shooters were mounting telescopic sights at all, let alone in pistol-caliber lever action carbines.  But the side ejection, dubbed by the New Haven gunmakers as the “Marlin Safety” action, would become widely known as a Marlin feature, favored by many shooters who disliked the feeling of hot brass landing inside an open shirt collar.  In 1894 the pistol-caliber Marlin was reworked somewhat and re-introduced as the Model 1894, which is still in production today.

    Two more historic offerings from Marlin saw their origins in the last years of the 19th century.  First, in 1891, Marlin brought out the Model 1891, which adopted the side-ejecting lever action to the .22 rimfires, handling the Short, Long and Long Rifle cartridges.  A few reworks of this original rifle resulted in the “Golden” Model 39, a light, handy small-game rifle beloved by shooters and, like the 1894, is still in production.

    A nice New-Haven manufactured 39 Marlin has been on my “want” list for quite a while, although the right juxtaposition of “rifle for sale” and “available cash” hasn’t yet materialized.  The 39 and the 39A as made by the New Haven works is a great piece; light, handy and quick.  Because of Marlin’s signature side-ejection, it is easily scoped, a nice advantage when you’re after small game that present small targets.  To be fair, the .22 offerings from Winchester and Browning in lever guns are also side-ejecting, but the Marlin did it first.  Back in the Allamakee County woods of my youth, I used to occasionally bump into an older member of the big Duffy clan who hunted gray squirrels in the tall timber with an ancient Marlin 39 stuffed with .22 Shorts; he was a deadly shot, quick and precise, going only for headshots.  The Shorts in the long-barreled 39 made little more noise than a dry walnut falling on a rock.  He killed a lot of squirrels with that old gun.

    The Marlin 36, based on the 1893.

    But I digress.

    In 1893 Marlin came out with their final lever gun of the 19th century.  The Model 1893, like the 1889, featured the “Marlin Safety” side-eject action.  Offered in cartridges including the .25-36, .30-30, .32 Special, .32-40, and .38-55, the 1893, like the 1889, was a handy, solid rifle that sold for a tad less than Winchester’s offerings but worked just as well.  This rifle would, like the 1894, go through several iterations in coming years, becoming in time the famous Model 336 that is still in production, as well as being the basis for the Marlin 444 and 1895 rifles.

    In Marlin, Winchester was finally seeing some steady and determined competition in the lever gun market.  Marlin, however, wasn’t the only other player.

    The Colt-Burgess Rifle

    The 1883 Colt-Burgess.

    In 1882, the folks at Colt cast some envious gazes on Winchester’s success in rifles and sought to get a piece of that action.  To that end they went to gun designer Anthony Burgess, who had a patent for a lever-action rifle with a toggle-joint action; Colt bought that patent and, in 1883, began production of the Colt-Burgess lever gun in .44-40.  Two versions were offered; a carbine with a 20” barrel, and a rifle with a 25” barrel.

    The Colt-Burgess rifle didn’t really catch on.  About 6400 examples were made, mostly in the rifle version.  About this time, as we noted in the recent series on sixguns, Winchester had an engineer building a few prototype revolvers; long-standing gun industry rumor has it that the two companies entered into a gentlemen’s agreement wherein Winchester would drop revolver development in return for Colt eschewing the continued manufacture of lever guns.  Whether this is true or not, Colt dropped manufacture of the Colt-Burgess rifle after only two years.

    Someone else, though, was a more serious contender.

    A Savage Competitor

    In 1893, a couple of New Yorkers patented something new:  A lever-action rifle with no external hammer, that used a unique rotary-style magazine allowing it to fire spitzer-type bullets.  Further, their patented rifle was specifically designed to handle high-pressure, smokeless powder cartridges.

    The Savage 99.

    The two designers were Arthur William Savage and his son, Arthur John Savage, and their design would eventually enter production in Utica, New York, as the Savage Model 1895 and later altered slightly into the Model 1899.

    The hammerless Savage was offered in a plethora of high-performance calibers in its time, including the proprietary .303 Savage, .32-40 Winchester, .300 Savage, .30-30 Winchester, .25-35 Winchester, .250 Savage, .22 Savage Hi-Power, .22-250 Remington, .243 Winchester, .308 Winchester, .358 Winchester, 7mm-08 Remington, .284 Winchester, .38-55 Winchester, .375 Winchester and .410 shotgun shell.

    The 99 was and is a versatile rifle.  In its original rotary magazine version, it had a handy cartridge counter that appeared through a small aperture on the left side of the receiver, allowing the shooter to instantly check how many remaining cartridges he had on hand.

    Savage wasn’t done yet, though.  In 1897 Arthur Savage filed another patent for a variation on the original Model 1895 rifle, which replaced the rotary magazine with a detachable box magazine, the first time a detachable box magazine was offered in a repeating rifle.

    It was the Savage 95/99 that finally brought lever guns fully into the smokeless powder era.

    Winchester, however, wasn’t exactly sitting idle while all these other gun makers were innovating and inventing all over.

    And Then This Happened

    And then there was this guy.

    Remember in the previous chapter, when we mentioned a certain Ogden, Utah-based gun designer?

    In 1883, negotiations concluded that brought John Moses Browning on board as a primary gun designer for the Winchester Repeating Arms Company.  That association was to prove long and fruitful for both parties, not only in the area of lever guns but in shotguns as well.  While Browning wasn’t a Winchester employee and, indeed, designed guns for several different companies, his association with Winchester was to produce some of the most iconic American firearms ever made.  More on that in Part 4.

    As the world moved into the Twentieth century, some significant changes were coming to the shooting world:  the advent of smokeless powder, the gradual adoption of telescopic sights, and the increasing performance of rifle cartridges.  While it’s common even now to consider the lever gun as a short-range brush gun, the manufacturers of lever guns had other ideas; in the mid-late Twentieth century, the lever gun would be modernized in a big way.  But that’s a story for Part 5.

  • Monday Morning Surprise Links

     

    Where there’s walls and Banjo’s kids, these’s cleanin’ to do. So while she does that, I’ll be the Linksmaster for the Day. Starting with birthdays, which today include my third-favorite US President (really, third and fourth) Grover “Where’s my Pa?” Cleveland; Oberlin’s finest graduate and surprising prankster, Edward Everett Horton; Austin-based country rocker James McMurtry; and a player to be named later.


     

    Buttplug teaches us science.

     

    Good on ya for pissing on McCain’s grave; bad on ya for doing it for all the wrong reasons.

     

    Markets are markets, dig?

     

    Mansplaining, Aussie-style. And good on ya, mate, the woman is a drooling moron.

     

    Beto hates Springsteen. Well, shit, so do I.

     

    And so much for THAT excuse.

     

    It’s a conspiracy. There’s no other explanation.

     


    And Old Guy Music today features Birthday Boy Bill Frisell, who is on anyone’s list of “Greatest Living Guitarists.”

     

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  • Swiss Servator Returns…Open Post.

    "I think he is narrowing his gaze"
    Not really Swiss Servator

     

    *hobbles in on cane, narrows gaze*

    That…was not a good week. I don’t have to tell all of you how hard it is to get a painkiller prescribed in this country. I do not think the doctor was impressed by my claim of being flung by an angry rapesquatch either.

    So, forgive me if I just leave the post open to all of you, instead of links. The cryptids are off spending their sudden riches. I hate to think we owe some shadowy government agency for getting our Links Control Room back…but whatever they did, it worked.

    Go knock out all the comments, links and such as you want.

    *hobbles out of room, demanding a snifter of kirschwasser*

  • IFLA: The “A Different Kind of Scoring” Edition of the Horoscope for the Week of March 17

    Also, those two demons don't exactly look like they're being tortured. Just say'n.
    Le Diable est Trans? Who knew les Marseilles were so woke?

    Fucking MERCURY RETROGRADE.  Even when you know it’s there, there’s only so much you can hedge against it.  My trip to Austin was supposed to be enhanced by a visit from a beautiful and newly-dumped long term… friend.  But then her daughter decided that she wanted to come home for spring break.  Oh well.  I guess by getting more sleep, I probably experienced the rest of the visit more fully or something lame like that.  While I was there, I decided to pick up a copy of The Key to the Tarot from Book People, a delightfully cruel full-price bookstore that gets away with treating its employees like shit (both wage and hours-wise) by letting them think that they are intellectuals and influencers by writing “reviews” on 3″ x 5″ cards and taping the cards to the shelves.  Isn’t it fascinating how Austinites succeed in monetizing hippiedom (I’m looking at you Whole Foods).  Anyway, Book People has traditionally fielded an occult section better than most universities, and obviously curated by someone who took it seriously (heavy on the classics, light on the pop/FOTM).  That person must have finally gotten sick of eating ramen, since that section is now only one-sixth of what it used to be. They didn’t have The Key to the Tarot.  But they did have this.  A Tarot book written by an authentic crazy-pants?  Yes please!

    Oh Alejandro, you vierdo!
    IT ALL MAKES SENSE NOW!

    I’ve only read the first dozen pages or so, but it’s like listening to a Jodorowski interview — this is gonna be great.  Plus, there is a non-zero chance that it was actually written by a woman, but the credit stolen by a man, which is exactly what happened with the Rider (publisher) Waite (designer) deck.  The actual artist of the deck (Pamela Smith) isn’t credited.

    This shit right here is how you get people to subscribe to your newsletter
    Lay out the cards in three dimensions? MIND. BLOWN.

    Anyhoo, let’s get on with the prognosticating:

    There isn’t much in the skies this week, but what there is hints at chaos, disorder, drinking, and fighting.  Obviously, that cock-blocking MERCURY RETROGRADE is still in effect, so be prepared with contingencies.  Mars and Venus are aligning themselves around the Sun, Which indicates a wild time, full of celebration and fighting, especially on SUNday.  In an unrelated alignment, Luna-Terra-Jupiter tells us that if you want to avoid said violent celebration, you should stay at home.

    The moon is in Cancer.  This puts two water signs together, indicating instability, change, moodiness, and drunkenness.  Mars is in Taurus, with all the belligerence that implies.  And Saturn (ending) is in Capricorn (wisdom), with the obvious implication being amnesia, possibly alcohol-induced.   MERCURY RETROGRADE is bipping along in Pisces for even more chaos, also those of you who do ropework will find that knots will not stay tied properly.  And noodling is very risky this week, put it off for a while.  Venus in Aquarius brings more of that water/drinky-drinky, but while the moon in Cancer is more cold water/crashing against rocks, Venus in Aquarius is more like a jacuzzi; so, happy.  And finally, Jupiter in Sagittarius indicates that if you manage to stay upright, you’ll be ok.  Now for the cards:

    Pisces:  5 of Swords, reversed – Degradation, destruction, infamy, dishonor, loss, burial

    Aries:  Page of Coins, reversed – Prodigality, dissipation, luxury, unfavorable news

    Taurus:  Death – Death, ending, finito

    Gemini:  The Magician – Skill, diplomacy, sickness, pain, loss, disaster, persuasion

    Cancer:  5 of Wands, reversed – trickery, contradiction, litigation, disputes

    Leo:  2 of Cups – love, passion, concord, sex, relationships blessed

    Virgo:  King of Cups, reversed – A dishonest man, vice, scandal, injustice

    Libra:  King of Swords – Power, authority.  I don’t know why we keep seeing this card.

    Scorpio:  Judgment –  Change of position, renewal, finality

    Sagittarius: Ace of Wands, reversed  – Fall, decadence, ruin, impotence.  We seem to draw this one a lot too.

    Capricorn:  2 of Swords, reversed – imposture, falsehood, duplicity, disloyalty,  vengeance (especially misguided)

    Aquarius:  10 of Coins – Gain, riches, family, home, unrecognized influence, wisdom skipping a generation

     

     

  • Sunday Morning Links Direct from Hellmouth

    Birthdays today include whackadoodle Jew-hater Cynthia McKinney; a three named and all-around fun guy John Wayne Gacy; Stormy “Horse Face” Daniels; the anchor of the Baltimore Orioles, Chris Davis; and an actual good guy, more about which later. In the meantime, let’s see what’s hit the news feeds:

     


     

    The dignity and probity of politicians and activists should set an example for us all.

     

    “And here’s Uncle Joe, and he’s movin’ kinda slow at the Junction.”

     

    Is she or isn’t she? Only her ER docs know for sure.

     

    Someone from The Who who didn’t pickle his brain cells and die young. Good on ya, Rog.

     

    I have my own way of dealing with this sort of thing.

     

    Nigeria is not a nice place. One might even say a shithole.

     

    This story should gladden Sloopy’s heart.

     

    Fuck California. With rusty barbed wire.

     


    And the good guy birthday I alluded to before was Nat King Cole. And just to remind everyone how amazing he was as a musician, here’s today’s Old Guy Music as proof.

  • Saturday Night Open Post, The SugarFree Way

     

    The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents. We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far. The sciences, each straining in its own direction, have hitherto harmed us little; but some day the piecing together of dissociated knowledge will open up such terrifying vistas of reality, and of our frightful position therein, that we shall either go mad from the revelation or flee from the deadly light into the peace and safety of a new dark age.

    -“The Call of Cthulhu” H. P. Lovecraft, 1928