Mara Ellison spent nine years as a laboratory animal technician at a university vivarium, running behavioural assays on other people’s grants. She was the person who weighed the animals, scored the tests, and typed the numbers into somebody else’s spreadsheet, which meant she was also the person who noticed when a paper came out and described those numbers as considerably more than they had been. Clara Vasquez had spent the preceding decade as a science journalist covering supplement and nutrition claims, where the pattern was familiar: a real study, a modest finding, and an enormous industry built on the gap in between.
They met in 2021 through a mutual acquaintance who thought they would find each other exhausting. Instead they discovered they had independently been keeping the same kind of file — a running document of claims about research peptides, alongside notes on what the underlying rodent papers had actually measured. Clara’s version was better organised. Mara’s had more marginalia, most of it profane.
For most of that first year they worked at the same table at Argus Farm Stop on Fourth Avenue, Tuesday and Thursday mornings, because it had reliable power outlets and nobody minded two people arguing quietly about histology scoring for three hours. The shared document grew until it stopped being a document. In November 2021 they published the first four entries from it — BPC-157, thymosin β4, GHK-Cu, and KPV — as the beginning of what is now the Library. The site had no logo for another six months.
In the second year the sponsorship offers started. Three arrived in one month, all from companies selling the compounds we were writing about, all polite, all substantial relative to what this operation costs to run. We turned them down and then wrote a policy so we would not have to relitigate it every time: no advertising, no sponsored content, no affiliate arrangements, no paid placement of any kind, ever. It has cost us money and saved us the only thing we actually have.
In March 2023 we ran a correction on a piece about rodent cardiac work that had described results without noting they were produced using a modified, more potent analogue rather than the native peptide. The correction was appended to the article with the original wording left visible, as ours always are. The contributor who wrote it felt the public appendix was disproportionate to the error and stopped writing for us. We think he was wrong, we understand why he left, and we would run it the same way again. The alternative — quietly editing the sentence and moving on — is precisely the habit this publication exists to argue against.
The name is a small methodological joke that turned out to be the mission statement. In any experiment, the control group is the arm you don’t treat: the baseline that makes the treated arm mean anything at all.