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Medieval castle stairs were often built to ascend in narrow, clockwise spirals so right-handed castle defenders could use their swords more easily. This design put those on the way up at a disadvantage (unless they were left-handed). The steps were also uneven to give defenders the advantage of anticipating each step’s size while attackers tripped over them. Source Source 2 Source 3
Not really the best illustration since it totally negates the effect by having a wide open space for those ascending. Castle tower staircases tended to look like this:
Extremely tight quarters, with a central supporting pillar that is very, very thoroughly in the way of your right arm.
Wider, less steep designs tend to come later once castles moved away from being fortresses to simply noble family homes with the advent of gunpowder.
Oh! Pre-gunpowder military tactics are my jam! I don’t know why, but this is one of my favorite little details about defensive fortifications, because the majority handedness of attackers isn’t usually something you think about when studying historical wars. But strategically-placed walls were used basically worldwide as a strategy to secure gates and passages against advancing attackers, because most of the world’s population is right-handed (and has been since the Stone Age).
Pre-Columbian towns near the Mississippi and on the East coast did this too. They usually surrounded their towns with palisades, and they would build the entrance to the palisade wall in a zigzag – always with the wall to the right as you entered, to hinder attackers and give an advantage to the defender. Here’s some gates with some examples of what I’m talking about:
Notice that, with the exception of the last four (which are instead designed to congregate the attackers in a space so they can be picked off by archers, either in bastions or on the walls themselves) and the screened gate (which, in addition to being baffled, also forces the attackers to defend their flank) all of these gates are designed with central architectural idea that it’s really hard to kill someone with a wall in your way. In every culture in the world, someone thought to themselves, “Hey it’s hard to swing a weapon with a wall on your right-hand side,” and then specifically built fortifications so that the attackers would always have the wall on their right. And I think that’s really neat.
Ooh, ooh, also: Bodiam Castle in Sussex used to have a right-angled bridge so any attacking forces would be exposed to archery fire from the north-west tower on their right side (ie: sword in the right hand, shield on the useless left side):
These tactics worked so well for so long because until quite recently lefties got short shrift and had it trained (if they were lucky) or beaten out of them.
Use of sword and shield is a classic demonstration of how right-handedness predominated. There’s historical mention of left-handed swordsmen (gladiators and Vikings), and what a problem they were for their opponents, but that only applies to single combat.
A left-handed hoplite or housecarl simply couldn’t fight as part of a phalanx or shield wall, since the shields were a mutual defence (the right side of the shield covered its owner’s left side, its left side covered the right side of his neighbour to the left, and so on down the line) and wearing one on the wrong arm threw the whole tactic out of whack.
Jousting, whether with or without an Italian-style tilt barrier, was run shield-side to shield-side with the lance at a slant (except for the Scharfrennen, a highly specialised style that’s AFAIK unique.) Consequently left-handed knights were physically unable to joust.
There’s a creditable theory (I first read it in “A Knight and His Horse”, © Ewart Oakeshott 1962, 1998 and many other places since) that a knight’s “destrier” horse - from dexter, “right” - was trained to lead with his right forefoot so that any instinctive swerve would be to the right, away from collision while letting the rider keep his shield between him and harm. (In flying, if a pilot hears “break!” with no other details, the default evasive direction is right.)
The construction of plate armour, whether specialised tournament kit or less elaborate battle gear, is noticeably “right-handed“ - so even if a wealthy knight had his built “left-handed” it would be a waste of time and money; he would still be a square peg in a world of round holes and none of the other kids would play with him.
Even after shields and full armour were no longer an essential part of military equipment, right-hand use was still enforced until quite recently, and to important people as well as ordinary ones - it happened to George VI, father of the present Queen of England. Most swords with complex hilts, such as swept-hilt rapiers and some styles of basket-hilt broadsword, are assymetrical and constructed for right handers. Here’s my schiavona…
It can be held left-handed, but using it with the proper thumb-ring grip, and getting maximum protection from the basket, is right-handed only. (More here.) Some historical examples of left-hand hilts do exist, but they’re rare, and fencing masters had the same “learn to use your right hand” bias as tourney organisers, teachers and almost everyone else. Right-handers were dextrous, but left-handers were sinister, etc., etc.
However, several predominantly left-handed families did turn their handedness into advantage, among them the Kerrs / Carrs, a notorious Reiver family along the England-Scotland Borders, by building their fortress staircases with a spiral the other way to the OP image.
This would seem to be a bad idea, since the attackers (coming upstairs) no longer have their right arms cramped against the centre pillar - however it worked in the Kerrs’ favour because they were used to this mirror-image of reality while nobody else was, and the defender retreating up the spiral had that pillar guarding his right side, while the attacker had to reach out around it…
For the most part Reiver swords weren’t elaborate swept-hilt rapiers but workmanlike basket-hilts. Some from Continental Europe have the handedness of my schiavona with thumb-rings and assymmetrical baskets, but the native “British Baskethilt” is a variant of the Highland claymore* and like it seems completely symmetrical, without even a thumb-ring, which gives equal protection to whichever hand is using it.
*I’m aware there are those who insist “claymore” refers only to two-handers, however the Gaelic term claidheamh-mòr - “big sword” - just refers to size, not to a specific type of sword in the way “schiavona” or “karabela” or even “katana” does.
While the two-hander was the biggest sword in common use it was the claidheamh-mòr; after it dropped out of fashion and the basket-hilt became the biggest sword in common use, that became the claidheamh-mòr.
When Highlanders in the 1745 Rebellion referred to their basket-hilts as claymores, they obviously gave no thought to the confusion they would create for later compilers of catalogues…
Also, muskets had their whole “Flint and steel and gunpowder” thing on the right side so if you tried firing it lefty you’d get a face full of fire. More recently, rifles eject their spent shell casings to the right, so if you’re a lefty you get some hot metal in your eye.
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“Can you stop staring into my soul every time we meet? I feel exposed.” Mike’s joking, mostly, but Harvey’s sitting across the table from him, face intense and fingers absently tracing the rim of his whiskey glass. But the look in his eyes made Mike fight the urge to shift in his seat.
Harvey said nothing, just sipped his drink, maintaining eye contact over the rim. There was a weight to the air between them that hadn’t come up before.
They’d gone their separate ways, professionally, Mike determined to rebuild his career fighting the corners of people who needed it most whilst Harvey stayed to take the reins of the firm. They’d agreed on dinner once a month, at least, both silently agreeing that their friendship was too important to ignore.
So that’s what they’d done, every month, for the past year. Only something had shifted the last few times, something in the way Harvey measured everything a little more carefully, paying just a little more attention to him. And Mike was pretty sure they were at some kind of tipping point now, sitting like that in the dim lighting of the restaurant.
“I’m going to get the check.” Harvey said, finally, shifting to sit forwards a little and knock back the last of his drink. “And then you’re coming back to my place with me, and I’m going to take you apart like I should’ve done five years ago.”
Mike’s chest seized and he stared at Harvey in disbelief, frantically winding back through all the interactions he could think of in that moment, trying to gauge the truth behind the look being levelled at him. He slowly put down his half finished beer, bracing his hands on the table cloth for a moment.
“It’s about damn time.” He said, heart hammering in his chest even as he managed a sly smile. Harvey’s lips quirked up and finally, finally looked away to grab the attention of a passing waiter.
Mike should’ve taken the time to compose himself fully, because it was the last time that night where he wasn’t the absolute center of Harvey’s attention.
writing like this makes me question my existence
it’s just so yes
but what if mike always thought alex was a woman's name and then donna said the word ex boyfriend and he's like your what now and harvey doesn't really hear him bc what the fuck is alex doing calling him, so after spending some days thinking he goes to mike and proposes to him......... that he acts like his boyfriend so alex leaves him alone.. forever here for the fake dating trope
Yesss. I’m here for fake dating, always.
But what if, okay, so Mike can see Harvey kinda shutting down in anticipation of Alex’s arrival. He gets short and snappish and Mike isn’t an idiot, he can tell that things obviously ended badly between them and that Alex broke his heart. So when Alex arrives Mike rushes to introduce himself before Harvey gets the chance to, telling Alex he’s Harvey’s partner. Harvey looks at him like ??? but Mike just plows on, telling Alex how amazing Harvey is and how happy they are together etc etc. Harvey plays along, because not only does Alex look disappointed that Harvey isn’t still single, but he can’t deny his feelings for Mike have become more … complicated of late, and hearing Mike praise and love him is something he never thought he’d get. They never discuss the lie, just put on a good show for Alex while he’s here. And then once he’s gone back to whence he came, Mike and Harvey just … continue acting the same way… :O)
uhm... ok but yes. yes x10000
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Mike Ross in that coat
I imagine this is Mike trying to get Harvey to admit his feelings for him one last time before he walks into the chapel to marry Rachel, and Harvey can’t do it. So why are they here? That is why they’re here, isn’t it? Because Harvey was looking for that one chance, and knowing Mike would give it to him right up until the very last possible moment, showed up to that goddamn wedding that he never in a million years thought would hurt him so goddamn bad...
Mike looks so heartbroken seeing Harvey like that.
You have 24 hours.
as he leans in a kisses him.
or cancels the wedding.
or initiates the wedding?
or kisses someone else...
or or or or or
I thought I’d bring something better. Me.
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Season 4; Episode 2
Or maybe on the table. Or under it. Or just on the same side. Or forget the table “should we take this back my place?”
SOMEONE WRITE THIS PLOX LOL
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