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May 5, 2008 | by  | in Opinion |
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Dude, what’s with metal?

Okay. What the fuck is with metal?

There’s the obvious ‘this apparently comes from a rock, but it doesn’t look like a rock to me’. So there’s that. And that’s pretty fuckin’ weird.

But weirder is that for the metal to be forged into something, it needs to be forged in something. So you have this liquid metal, that you’ve somehow melted in a fire. Okay, I get that. But now you’re going to pour it into a mould so you can freeze it into the desired shape. That’s cool too. But the mould can’t be made from wood, ‘cause it would burn, or rock, ‘cause it would shatter. So the mould is made from metal!?

That makes sense. The mould is made first. But it’s made in a mould made from metal. So how the FUCK was the first mould made?

Metal is weird.

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