In half an hour my new Minimac will have on it all the files my iMac had on it before its logic board blew out. This will be great relief to me, as I was in morbid fear that immortal lines might somehow be lost to human ken for all time, denying the sunlight of their wisdom and cheer to countless needful generations of Homo Novae and delaying the birth of genuine civilization in the West. Now I know this horrible fate has been avoided, the bomb of darkness defused, the barbarous bullet dodged, and I can rest easy and pursue my more ordinary labors with a tranquil heart.