So, how's your new chemical technician getting on?
A young Jorge Bergoglio makes coffee for Hans Küng (nothing but repeats on this blog...)
You mean Bergoglio? Yes, there are one or two problems, especially when his experiments don't work out the way he expected them to.
Distant cries of "You pickled pepper-faced alkali!" followed by the crash of a flask being thrown against the wall.
I see. How did he get on with analysing that sample I sent you? Does it contain any latent arsenic?
He won't tell me, says it's a binary question. He's written an impenetrable report Análisis Latentia, but you're a better man than I am if you can understand what his conclusions are.
I gather he's published a research paper all about chemicals loosening bonds and recombining with other chemicals?
Yes, it contradicts all previous theories on the subject, and says that recombining is perfectly possible if "discernment" is applied first. Apparently the laws of physics are just there to be broken.
Coccopalmerite - an elusive chemical, sometimes hard to locate.
Distant cries of "You rigid watered-down sloth-diseased ascetic acid!" as a beaker crashes through the window hitting little Agustin Iverio on the head.
He'll have to go, you know. I see that the Jesuit Seminary is advertising a scholarship that might suit him. That would get him off your hands.
But he's never expressed any interest in religion. Oh, I see, you said "Jesuit". Silly me...
The rest is history.