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Daufuskie Island, South Carolina July 22, 2025

Nature is crooked. I wanted right angles, straight lines. You cut yourself opening a can of tuna and you die My friend Roscoe, a Daufuskiean, was an inventor, a genius with anything mechanical. Nine patents, six pending. He dropped out of Harvard, "to get an education", he said. I grew up with the belief that the world belonged to him, and that everything he said was true. These islanders often talked of things being revealed - that was true invention, he said. Revealing something's use, and magnifying it; discovering its imperfections, improving it, and putting it to work for you. God had left the world incomplete, he said, and it was man's job to understand how it worked, to tinker with it, and to finish it. I think that was why Roscoe hated missionaries so much - because they taught people to put up with their earthly burdens. For them, there were no burdens that couldn't be fitted with a set of wheels, or rudders, or a system of pulleys.