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From: John J Black [mailto:jjblack@w...]

Adam asked:


"So, umm, just how far down does this slope go anyway??"

Actually the slope appears to have many plateaus... 

Best Regards,
John
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I always thought of the slope as a vortex.  Sort of an oldtool Charybdis
sucking us inevitably down into it's maw.  We galoots are a failed Odysseus
that set a doomed course instead of successfully navigating around it.
Those plateaus of which Mr. Black speaks are merely layers of the tight
concentric spirals in this whirlpool of rust and disastrous obsession.  The
draw seems mild at first, as if it could easily be escaped (HA!), but as you
get closer to the center you are clearly trapped and you keep slamming into
the other flotsam and jetsam with increasing regularity, "OW!  What was
that?  Cool a surgeon amputation saw.  And look a powder horn I could sell
to Todd Hughes.  SMACK!  Is that a tiny machinist lathe or a watch makers
lathe?  BOOM!  Oooch, that smarts but I can't pass up that tinsmith anvil.
Nor that complete ship's caulker set in a lovely tool box.  WHAM!!! Is this
old lady REALLY selling a Barnes Hand Cranked Ripsaw for $300?!!!!  But I
don't have room for it... So what!......... I sure am getting dizzy spinning
like this......."

Chris Schwartz...  Wheaton MD
Stealth Galoot #97  FOYBIPO, FOYBEVCO
www.bustedtruss.com