Look Away. Seriously. Look Away.

I love books.  I dream of having enough bookshelf space to have all my books out at the same time.  I never thought I'd advise anyone against opening a book, but I'm doing that today.  

(source here)

I've edited the pic for you.  Because they're standing behind a table with a corpse on it.  The book's title is Dissection:  Photographs of a Rite of Passage in American Medicine, 1880-1930.  Yick.

According to helpful Amazon, customers who bought Dissection also bought: 

Mutter Museum Historic Medical Photographs 

(cover picture:  two headed thing)

Deadly Intent:  Crime and Punishment Photographs from the Burns Archive 

(cover picture:  shelf of skulls)

Death Scenes: A Homicide Detective's Scrapbook 

(cover picture: as many grisly images as will fit on the cover)

Packing for Mars:  The Curious Science of Life in the Void

(cover picture: a space walking astronaut holding a suitcase)

Okay, I don't know why that last one is in there.  I guess even people who would buy a homicide detective's crime scene scrapbook like to dream about space travel.  Or that's their escape plan after their killing spree.  Either way, if you see any of these books on someone's shelf (except the Mars one; thinking of getting that myself), I'd try to excuse yourself from their home.  Better be clever about it cause you don't want to offend them. Seriously, don't make them angry.  Or resentful.  You never know what might happen.  If you think there's a chance of them being upset, best to buy them a gift.  Like the movie Apollo 13.  You know, cause they must like space.  Everyone likes space.  

Then move away.  To a galaxy far, far away.