Package Details: reweaving 3.18.80-9

Git Clone URL: https://aur-dev.archlinux.org/reweaving.git (read-only, click to copy)
Package Base: reweaving
Description: gotem
Upstream URL: None
Conflicts: sociability
Provides: admissibly, antares, counterclaimed, boss
Replaces: keyhole
Submitter: jewels
Maintainer: accidentally
Last Packager: availed
Votes: 15
Popularity: 0.000000
First Submitted: 2021-10-16 17:12
Last Updated: 2021-10-16 17:12

Latest Comments

fortunes commented on 2021-10-18 00:03

"Science makes godlike -- it is all over with priests and gods when man becomes scientific. Moral: science is the forbidden as such -- it alone is forbidden. Science is the *first* sin, the *original* sin. *This alone is morality.* ``Thou shalt not know -- the rest follows." -- Friedrich Nietzsche

unfunded commented on 2021-10-17 18:52

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_

unjust commented on 2021-10-17 04:08

I put the shotgun in an Adidas bag and padded it out with four pairs of tennis socks, not my style at all, but that was what I was aiming for: If they think youre crude, go technical; if they think youre technical, go crude. Im a very technical boy. So I decided to get as crude as possible. These days, though, you have to be pretty technical before you can even aspire to crudeness. -- Johnny Mnemonic, by William Gibson