. . .and the Clovis debates were often unreasonably acrimonious). But then you also have processualists and post processualists chucking chairs at each other over theory at the same time.

Yes. I mean, Bluefish caves decimated Cinq-Mars career: look at him, reduced to only being able to work at a national museum for the rest of his life . . .

(I’ll note in seriousness, and for the record, he admitted his own frustrations over the reception of Bluefish Cave. . .

Best illustrated by this already dated breastplate half modified with lip on the right shoulder to allow the effective use of a musket.

And the intersection of the Medieval and the modern with the armor fragments.

By the rain. Round which the weasel lightly leaves its train You are the ploughed earth on which horses stand You are the grain that once did crown the land You are the bread the farmer once did eat You are the strength when peace returns to gree
—Goldfield, Jewish soldier in the German army in WWI