At that point – I would have you see – the force to which one yielded mingles with one’s will; and no excuse can pardon their joint act.
Absolute will does not concur in wrong; but the contingent will, through fear that its resistance might bring greater harm, consents.
Dante, Paradisio IV 37

The Hand That Feeds: Nine Inch Nails

Alas, once again so much to say at one-thirty in the morning with two hours of work left before bedtime and Wordcamp in the morning. As with our recent post about Flora and the grey market in interracial babies, be aware that this train of thought is only temporarily sidelined. In the meantime, there is plenty to ponder here.