interprets of Move 4 — You cannot have every interval pure at once.
So a keyboard tuned in pure fifths drifts steadily sharp, and somewhere one interval must absorb the whole error: the 'wolf,' howling and unplayable. Perfection in one key spoils another.
Now every fifth is a hair flat and every major third noticeably sharp, and in exchange you may play in all twelve keys and modulate freely between them. We trade purity for the freedom to move.
complicates of Move 8 — Living players lean toward just intonation when they can.
Yet free a violinist of the frets and she drifts back toward the pure third; the ear still wants what the keyboard surrendered. Unaccompanied singers do the same.
So the played note is rarely the computed note. Vibrato, lean, and drift are the ear correcting the compromise in real time, key by key, phrase by phrase.
returns of Move 4 — Back to the comma: the remainder that cannot be spent, only moved.
The comma never disappears. It is only ever distributed: into a temperament, into a wolf, into the player's thousand tiny adjustments. The flaw is conserved; we only choose where to keep it.