The Physics Detective Part Seven — Ludmilla, I Am Your Father

Truly, we are not worthy. I thought I had concocted a scandalous resolution to this story, but it turns out that my dirty thoughts have been soundly trumped. Clearly, the likes of Professor Spaldin are ten times the scientist that I am. The gender-reversed Oedipal insinuations really take the cake, and leave my comparatively pithy ideas in their dust.

There are three more installments — how will they top this?