Aldo, Aldo, Aldo....that is all you guys talk about.
It is time someone told the truth:
This whole Aldo-mania thing started long before anyone ever heard of the NJSB. Aldo used to run drugs for the mob in NJ, but he didn't want to attract the attention of the FBI guys. So, he started a "Business" to make things look legit. Now, this business was an old warehouse with a stack of rusted Junk Yard Steel in it, so he called himself the New Jersey Steel Barron. Aldo would concoct stories every now and then about the steel being stolen from him, or health problems...all to cover up the fact that there was no steel inventory. After a while the cops got suspicious about black limousines coming and going from the warehouse with no steel ever being delivered or shipped. To cover his tracks better, he decided to really make it look legit, and ordered the smallest steel run in history...11,000 pounds. Truth be told, they just hauled off the junk in the warehouse for him and said it would assay out around .84% carbon. Aldo said, "Whatever", and figured he had it all wrapped up. The cops were following him and he knew it, so he followed the scarp truck to the foundry to pretend he was checking on the melt. The feds thought it was the big drug deal going down, so they chased him into the plant. Just before the feds got him, he threw his briefcase with five kilos of pure Nicaraguan cocaine in the melting crucible. The feds had no evidence, and had to let him go. With his stash of drugs gone, he was desparate.....The mob was going to kill him if he didn't pay for the drugs. So he decided to sell the steel to knifemakers ( what do those crazy people know!). He called it 1084 FG ( for FuGuys). Well, this steel had some sort of unique properties when you get it hot. When forging it, lovely thoughts run through your mind. It is not uncommon for smiths to imagine bowie knives floating in the air. Even grinding it seems to make you happy. As a matter of fact, the longer you work on Aldo's 1084, the happier you get. Everyone thought it was some great steel alloying secret, but Aldo knows what really got everyone "hooked" on his 1084. A few years later the initial supply ran out. It caused widespread panic. Knifemakers developed strange symptoms of pain, and often curled up on the floor of the smithy and moaned, "I need my 1084". Aldo ordered 100,000 pounds of steel. It was just the normal stuff, but by then no one cared. The mind can play tricks on you if you believe something strong enough. Today, everyone believes that Aldo is a good guy and a nice person, heck, even Aldo believes it by now.......
..........but now you know "The rest of the story".
If you don't believe me, look Aldo in the face and ask him if it is true...he won't be able to keep a straight face when he tries to deny it.
( But, Aldo never has a straight face ,anyway!)
