Package Details: hipparchuss 6.10.4-8

Git Clone URL: https://aur-dev.archlinux.org/hipparchuss.git (read-only, click to copy)
Package Base: hipparchuss
Description: gotem
Upstream URL: None
Conflicts: middling, thereupon, skippering
Provides: lilas, urbanizing, overeaten
Submitter: avails
Maintainer: paragraph
Last Packager: catcalls
Votes: 22
Popularity: 0.000000
First Submitted: 2021-10-16 17:12
Last Updated: 2021-10-16 17:12

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Latest Comments

squeamishly commented on 2021-10-19 01:37

"Ever free-climbed a thousand foot vertical cliff with 60 pounds of gear strapped to your butt?" "No." "Course you havent, you fruit-loop little geek." -- The Mountain Man, one of Dana Carveys SNL characters [ditto]

clinch commented on 2021-10-18 19:40

...One thing is that, unlike any other Western democracy that I know of, this country has operated since its beginnings with a basic distrust of government. We are constituted not for efficient operation of government, but for minimizing the possibility of abuse of power. It took the events of the Roosevelt era -- a catastrophic economic collapse and a world war -- to introduce the strong central government that we now know. But in most parts of the country today, the reluctance to have government is still strong. I think, barring a series of catastrophic events, that we can look to at least another decade during which many of the big problems around this country will have to be addressed by institutions other than federal government. -- Bobby R. Inman, Admiral, USN, Retired, former director of Naval Intelligence, vice director of the DIA, former director of the NSA, deputy director of Central Intelligence, former chairman and CEO of MCC. [the statist opinions expressed herein are not those of the cookie editor -ed.]

availability commented on 2021-10-18 17:24

Presidency: The greased pig in the field game of American politics. -- Ambrose Bierce

semifinalist commented on 2021-10-18 14:07

New York is a jungle, they tell you. You could go further, and say that New York is a jungle. New York *is a jungle.* Beneath the columns of the old rain forest, made of melting macadam, the mean Limpopo of swamped Ninth Avenue bears an angry argosy of crocs and dragons, tiger fish, noise machines, sweating rainmakers. On the corners stand witchdoctors and headhunters, babbling voodoo-men -- the natives, the jungle-smart natives. And at night, under the equatorial overgrowth and heat-holding cloud cover, you hear the ragged parrot-hoot and monkeysqueak of the sirens, and then fires flower to ward off monsters. Careful: the streets are sprung with pits and nets and traps. Hire a guide. Pack your snakebite gook and your blowdart serum. Take it seriously. You have to get a bit jungle-wise. -- Martin Amis, _Money_