1 Proteus 2 weeks ago Conversions. I should have known they were a thing. I wouldn't have dreamed they were this much of a thing. (Just search guitars for "conversion," and bring your airsick bag.)I knew guys were buying perfectly nice non-peak-year vintage guitars, or non-most-desirable models and then parting them out down to the last rapaciously priced vintage-patina screw - and sometimes just plain parting out great guitars because they bring more in pieces ...... but I guess I hadn't known this was going on.Frankenguitars cobbled over the bodies of freshly-killed donors. 20 grand? Why not? It's better than 200k for the real real thing, right?(No, I'm not sour-grapey. I've never in my life remotely wanted a 1959 Les Paul.)(Yes, I get that the "converters" must have the very maddest of mad modding skills across a whole honorable range of crafts. Hooooo-ray!) (So, presumably, did Victor Fronkenschteen.)(Yes, anyone can make any amount of money pursuing any legal enterprise they wish, open markets, caveat emptor, whatever.)Just something about this, right after it evokes a derisive guffaw, turns my stomach.