Madness string 46611

Random mermaid
If the paper weren't laid out in complete grammatical sentences and published in JACS, you'd swear it was the work of a violent lunatic. I ran out of vulgar expletives after the second page. A. G. Streng, folks, absolutely takes the corrosive exploding cake, and I have to tip my asbestos-lined titanium hat to him.
At some point, neighbor, it becomes obvious that someone's word cannot be trusted. That's when the relationship is dead and it's time to bury it. If you don't bury dead things, they decay and stink the place out.