I wonder about the way in which great medical mysteries have been brought into common parlance, and think about the risks those curious surgeons of old took in digging up graves in order to explore human anatomy. I can’t help but wonder what these folk would think of someone upturning some of the gravestones in one of the little cemeteries on this road, taking a crowbar to the coffin, and carefully collecting the bones to be re-assembled in some dark cellar some place, studying the system of levers and pulleys that make up the human skeleton.