But we will not commit censorship of lawful speech. We take these allegations seriously, and consequently have put the Bar on hiatus while we investigate. That said, it has come to our attention that allegations about the Bar have been made elsewhere.
We have received no complaints about the content of the Bar from its users. We do not endorse the publication of unlawful speech. Some conversations have been gone over so many times, they’ve been retired as simply too boring to contemplate again. The readers, editors, and writers post and interact on the Bar at their own desire. Baen Books continued that tradition with Baen’s Bar, a kind of virtual convention and on-line conversation that has been around in some form for over 20 years. When the modern form of SF began, with Hugo Gernsback and the other pulp magazines of the early 20th century, the publishers fostered that interaction through letter columns in the magazines and by encouraging science fiction readers to organize in clubs and meet in conventions. But those who enjoy it, take great pleasure in the dialogue. Science fiction has traditionally been a unique kind of intellectual pleasure, a process of glorious intercommunication and inspiration, with ideas flowing from scientist and engineer to writer and artist, to reader and viewer, back and forth, in a delightful mélange of shared thoughts, wild speculation, cautionary tales, reality checks, and the sheer fun of playing with boundaries and ideas. What is it we do at Baen Books? We publish books at the heart of science fiction and fantasy. In support, it is argued that the oldest settlement sites in the Americas are in the Eastern U.S.
Lots of Clovis points are found in the Eastern U.S., therefore, the Solutreans must have travelled across the Atlantic, and settled there 3800 years later with the same technology. Clovis points (13,200 BP) of the Americas also used overshot flaking. It summarizes like this: The Solutrean Culture of the area that is now France and Spain, (22,000-17,000 BP) used overshot flaking to shape their flint tools, and as of the proposal date, were the first culture to do so.
I looked at it again after a recent debate. Pretty much no credible researchers like it, and I find it utterly uncompelling on every level. I have several friends enamored of this hypothesis, and I’m not sure why. I’ve done a lot of research on the Upper Paleolithic recently, for my novels A Long Time Until Now, That Was Now, This is Then, and for an upcoming third. Nonfiction When Is An Hypothesis Not An Hypothesis? When it's the Solutrean Hypothesis. But from the outside, it was just a dive bar. Inside we would find fauns, nymphs, jotun, fair folk, and druids. It was a disaster waiting to happen, a roving debauchery populated entirely by creatures of legend and myth, held once a year in compliance with the Accords that regulated all mythic/mundane interactions. Chesa and I were still raw recruits in the world of Knight Watch.
He was the only one of us to have pulled this duty before. “Wait till you get inside,” Matthew said. “Seems like a pretty normal party to me.” “This doesn’t look very anomalous,” Chesa said from the front seat. The BAR was written in bright red, in case the casual reader failed to understand how clever the proprietor was being. It read, in four-foot-tall letters, The Barcadian Wild. A single banner ran across the front of the building. Lights and laughter rolled out of the tall windows, the interior obscured by flickering neon signs advertising various beers. The building was an old barn, repurposed and expanded for maximum debauchery, with terraced porches leading from the loft, and a wrap around porch that was already filled with merrymakers, huddling under the warmth of propane heat lamps, their rosy fingers wrapped around flagons of beer. Cornfields stretched in every direction, giving the place the look of an island in a sea of golden grain. Our taxi rattled to a halt in front of a bar on the outskirts of civilization.
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