5 perlepigraphs - list of Perl release epigraphs
9 Many Perl release announcements included an I<epigraph>, a short excerpt
10 from a literary or other creative work, chosen by the pumpking or release
11 manager. This file assembles the known list of epigraph for posterity,
12 and also links to the release announcements in mailing list archives.
14 I<Note>: these have also been referred to as I<epigrams>, but the
15 definition of I<epigraph> is closer to the way they have been used.
16 Consult your favorite dictionary for details.
20 =head2 v5.25.11 - Daniel Kahneman, Thinking, Fast and Slow
22 L<Announced on 2017-03-20 by Sawyer X|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/03/msg243624.html>
24 Subjective confidence in a judgment is not a reasoned evaluation of
25 the probability that this judgment is correct. Confidence is a
26 feeling, which reflects the coherence of the information and the
27 cognitive ease of processing it. It is wise to take admissions of
28 uncertainty seriously, but declarations of high confidence mainly
29 tell you that an individual has constructed a coherent story in his
30 mind, not necessarily that the story is true.
32 =head2 v5.25.10 - Erich Fried, 1968
34 L<Announced on 2017-02-20 by Renee Bäcker|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/02/msg243173.html>
36 He who wants the world to remain as it is
37 doesn't want it to remain.
39 =head2 v5.25.9 - A. A. Milne, "Winnie-the-Pooh", 1926
41 L<Announced on 2017-01-20 by Abigail|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/01/msg242405.html>
43 Pooh always liked a little something at eleven o'clock in the
44 morning, and he was very glad to see Rabbit getting out the plates
45 and mugs; and when Rabbit said, "Honey or condensed milk with
46 your bread?" he was so excited that he said, "Both," and then,
47 so as not to seem greedy, he added, "But don't bother about the
50 =head2 v5.25.8 - Langston Hughes, So long
52 L<Announced on 2016-12-20 by Sawyer X|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/12/msg241739.html>
56 and it's in the way you're gone
57 but it's like a foreign language
65 =head2 v5.25.7 - J.R.R. Tolkien, "The Silmarillion"
67 L<Announced on 2016-11-20 by Chad 'Exodist' Granum|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/11/msg241120.html>
71 Among the tales of sorrow and of ruin that come down to us from the darkness of
72 those days there are yet some in which amid weeping there is joy and under the
73 shadow of death light that endures. And of these histories most fair still in
74 the ears of the Elves is the tale of Beren and Lúthien. Of their lives was made
75 the Lay of Leithian, Release from Bondage, which is the longest save one of the
76 songs concerning the world of old; but here is told in fewer words and without
79 =head2 v5.25.6 - Alan Warner, "The Sopranos"
81 L<Announced on 2016-10-10 by Aaron Crane|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/10/msg240406.html>
83 I'm up on all the pop trivia, says the guy with the stud in his tongue.
85 Yes. Do you know who he lead singer of Echo and the Bunnymen is?
86 Let me guess, is he called Echo?
87 Good guess but no, anyway when they played Glastonbury it was so
88 muddy he had two roadies to hold up a binliner on each of his legs so
89 they wouldn't get covered in mud.
90 That's what being rich and famous is all about, having someone
91 else hold up your binliners on each leg when you're wandering across
93 Do you know what Sammy Davis Junior said being black and famous in
96 He said being black and famous in America meant he could be
97 refused entry to exclusive clubs and restaurants that other people
98 could only ever dream of going to. Do you know Michael Stipe likes to
99 send his remote control toy cars onto stage while his support band are
100 playing to freak them out?
102 You're not really a pop trivia person, are you, Kylah?
103 No, I'm not, Stephen.
105 =head2 v5.25.5 - Philip K. Dick, VALIS
107 L<Announced on 2016-09-20 by Stevan Little|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/09/msg239887.html>
109 We hypostatize information into objects. Rearrangement of objects is
110 change in the content of the information; the message has changed.
111 This is a language which we have lost the ability to read. We ourselves
112 are a part of this language; changes in us are changes in the content
113 of the information. We ourselves are information-rich; information
114 enters us, is processed and is then projected outward once more, now
115 in an altered form. We are not aware that we are doing this, that in
116 fact this is all we are doing
118 =head2 v5.25.4 - Terry Pratchett, "Truckers"
120 L<Announced on 2016-08-20 by Chris 'BinGOs' Williams|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/08/msg239191.html>
122 Concerning Nomes and Time
124 Nomes are small. On the whole, small creatures don't live for a long
125 time. But perhaps they do live fast.
129 One of the shortest-lived creatures on the planet Earth is the adult
130 common mayfly. It lasts for one day. The longest-living things are
131 bristlecone pine trees, at 4,700 years and still counting.
133 This may seem tough on the mayflies. But the important thing is not
134 how long your life is, but how long it seems.
136 To a mayfly, a single hour may last as long as a century. Perhaps
137 old mayflies sit around complaining about how life this minute isn't a
138 patch on the good old minutes of long ago, when the world was
139 young and the sun seemed so much brighter and larvae showed you a
140 bit of respect. Whereas the trees, which are not famous to their
141 quick reactions, may just have time to notice the way the sky keeps
142 flickering before the dry rot and woodworm set in.
144 It's all a sort of relativity. The faster you live, the more time
145 stretches out. To a nome, a year lasts as long as ten years does to a
146 human. Remember it. Don't let it concern you. They don't. They don't
149 =head2 v5.25.3 - Edward Lear, ed. Vivien Noakes, "The Complete Nonsense and Other Verse": The Dong with a Luminous Nose
151 L<Announced on 2016-07-20 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/07/msg238158.html>
153 When awful darkness and silence reign
154 Over the great Gromboolian plain,
155 Through the long, long wintry nights; -
156 When the angry breakers roar
157 As they beat on the rocky shore; -
158 When Storm-clouds brood on the towering heights
159 Of the Hills of the Chankly Bore: -
161 Then, through the vast and gloomy dark,
162 There moves what seems a fiery spark,
163 A lonely spark with silvery rays
164 Piercing the coal-black night, -
165 A Meteor strange and bright: -
166 Hither and thither the vision strays,
167 A single lurid light.
169 Slowly it wanders, - pauses, - creeps, -
170 Anon it sparkles, - flashes and leaps;
171 And ever as onward it gleaming goes
172 A light on the Bong-tree stems it throws.
173 And those who watch at that midnight hour
174 From Hall or Terrace, or lofty Tower,
175 Cry, as the wild light passes along, -
176 'The Dong! - the Dong!
177 The wandering Dong through the forest goes!
179 The Dong with a luminous Nose!'
181 =head2 v5.25.2 - Dan le Sac Vs Scroobius Pip "Waiting For The Beat To Kick In"
183 L<Announced on 2016-06-20 by Matthew Horsfall|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/06/msg237274.html>
185 Waiting for the beat to kick in
187 Waiting for my feet to grow wings
189 All of these tiresome things
190 That we know and love
191 Waiting for the beat to kick in
194 =head2 v5.25.1 - Eli Pariser, "The Filter Bubble"
196 L<Announced on 2016-05-20 by Sawyer X|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/05/msg236566.html>
198 Imagine that you're a smart high school student on the low end of the social
199 totem pole. You're alienated from adult authority, but unlike many teenagers,
200 you're also alienated from the power structures of your peers -- an existence
201 that can feel lonely and peripheral. Systems and equations are intuitive, but
202 people aren't -- social signals are confusing and messy, difficult to interpret.
204 Then you discover code. You may be powerless at the lunch table, but code
205 gives you power over an infinitely malleable world and opens the door to a
206 symbolic system that's perfectly clear and ordered. The jostling for position
207 and status fades away. The nagging parental voices disappear. There's just a
208 clean, white page for you to fill, an opportunity to build a better place, a
209 home, from the ground up.
211 No wonder you're a geek.
213 =head2 v5.25.0 - Robert Frost, "The Trial by Existence"
215 L<Announced on 2016-05-09 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/05/msg236244.html>
217 Even the bravest that are slain
218 Shall not dissemble their surprise
219 On waking to find valor reign,
220 Even as on earth, in paradise;
221 And where they sought without the sword
222 Wide fields of asphodel fore’er,
223 To find that the utmost reward
224 Of daring should be still to dare.
226 =head2 v5.24.1 - Charles Dodgson [as "Lewis Carroll"], "The Hunting of the Snark", Fit 4: The Hunting
228 L<Announced on 2017-01-14 by Steve Hay|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/01/msg242259.html>
230 The Bellman looked uffish, and wrinkled his brow.
231 'If only you'd spoken before!
232 It's excessively awkward to mention it now,
233 With the Snark, so to speak, at the door!
235 'We should all of us grieve, as you well may believe,
236 If you never were met with again -
237 But surely, my man, when the voyage began,
238 You might have suggested it then?
240 'It's excessively awkward to mention it now -
241 As I think I've already remarked.'
242 And the man they called 'Hi!' replied, with a sigh,
243 'I informed you the day we embarked.
245 'You may charge me with murder - or want of sense -
246 (We are all of us weak at times):
247 But the slightest approach to a false pretence
248 Was never among my crimes!
250 'I said it in Hebrew - I said it in Dutch -
251 I said it in German and Greek:
252 But I wholly forgot (and it vexes me much)
253 That English is what you speak!'
255 ''Tis a pitiful tale,' said the Bellman, whose face
256 Had grown longer at every word:
257 'But, now that you've stated the whole of your case,
258 More debate would be simply absurd.
260 'The rest of my speech' (he exclaimed to his men)
261 'You shall hear when I've leisure to speak it.
262 But the Snark is at hand, let me tell you again!
263 'Tis your glorious duty to seek it!
265 =head2 v5.24.1-RC5 - John Milton, ed. Gordon Campbell, "Paradise Regained", Book IV
267 L<Announced on 2017-01-02 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/01/msg242016.html>
269 Thus passed the night so foul, till Morning fair
270 Came forth with pilgrim steps, in amice grey;
271 Who with her radiant finger stilled the roar
272 Of thunder, chased the clouds, and laid the winds,
273 And grisly spectres, which the fiend had raised
274 To tempt the Son of God with terrors dire.
275 And now the sun with more effectual beams
276 Had cheered the face of earth, and dried the wet
277 From drooping plant, or dropping tree; the birds,
278 Who all things now behold more fresh and green,
279 After a night of storm so ruinous,
280 Cleared up their choicest notes in bush and spray,
281 To gratulate the sweet return of morn.
283 =head2 v5.24.1-RC4 - John Milton, ed. Gordon Campbell, "Paradise Lost", Book II
285 L<Announced on 2016-10-12 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/10/msg240224.html>
287 Before the gates there sat
288 On either side a formidable shape;
289 The one seemed woman to the waste, and fair,
290 But ended foul in many a scaly fold,
291 Voluminous and vast -- a serpent armed
292 With mortal sting; about her middle round
293 A cry of hell hounds never ceasing barked
294 With wide Cerberean mouths full loud, and rung
295 A hideous peal; yet, when they list, would creep,
296 If aught disturbed their noise, into her womb,
297 And kennel there; yet there still barked and howled
298 Within unseen. Far less abhorred than these
299 Vexed Scylla, bathing in the sea that parts
300 Calabria from the hoarse Trinacrian shore;
301 Nor uglier follow the night-hag, when, called
302 In secret, riding through the air she comes,
303 Lured with the smell of infant blood, to dance
304 With Lapland witches, while the labouring moon
305 Eclipses at their charms. The other shape --
306 If shape it might be called that shape had none
307 Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb;
308 Or substance might be called that shadow seemed,
309 For each seemed either -- black it stood as night,
310 Fierce as ten Furies, terrible as hell,
311 And shook a dreadful dart: what seemed his head
312 The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
313 Satan was now at hand, and from his seat
314 The monster moving onward came as fast
315 With horrid strides; hell trembled as he strode.
317 =head2 v5.24.1-RC3 - Dante Alighieri, trans. Dorothy L. Sayers and Barbara Reynolds, "The Divine Comedy", Cantica III: Paradise, Canto XXIII
319 L<Announced on 2016-08-11 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/08/msg238909.html>
321 A bird within the bower of her delight,
322 Quiet upon the nest with her sweet brood
323 Throughout the dark concealment of the night,
325 Anxious to look on them and gather food -
326 No weary task for her, for as at play
327 Blithely she toils to seek her fledglings' good -
329 Before the time, upon the topmost spray
330 Eager awaits the sun and on the East
331 Fixes her wakeful eye till break of day.
333 =head2 v5.24.1-RC2 - Dante Alighieri, trans. Dorothy L. Sayers, "The Divine Comedy", Cantica II: Purgatory, Canto X
335 L<Announced on 2016-07-25 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/07/msg238269.html>
337 When we had crossed the threshold of that gate
338 Which the soul's evil loves put out of use,
339 Because they make the crooked path seem straight,
341 I heard its closing clang ring clamorous,
342 And had I then turned back my eyes to it
343 How could my fault have found the least excuse?
345 We had to climb now through a rocky slit
346 Which ran from side to side in many a swerve,
347 As runs the wave in onset and retreat.
349 "Now here," the master said, "we must observe
350 Some little caution, hugging now this wall,
351 Now that, upon the far side of the curve."
353 =head2 v5.24.1-RC1 - Dante Alighieri, trans. Dorothy L. Sayers, "The Divine Comedy", Cantica I: Hell, Canto XX
355 L<Announced on 2016-07-17 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/07/msg238072.html>
357 New punishments behoves me sing in this
358 Twentieth canto of my first canticle,
359 Which tells of spirits sunk in the Abyss.
361 I now stood ready to observe the full
362 Extent of the new chasm thus laid bare,
363 Drenched as it was in tears most miserable.
365 Through the round vale I saw folk drawing near,
366 Weeping and silent, and at such slow pace
367 As Litany processions keep, up here.
369 And presently, when I had dropped my gaze
370 Lower than the head, I saw them strangely wried
371 'Twixt collar-bone and chin, so that the face
373 Of each was turned towards his own backside,
374 And backwards must they needs creep with their feet,
375 All power of looking forward being denied.
377 =head2 v5.24.0 - Robert Frost, "The Black Cottage"
379 L<Announced on 2016-05-09 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/05/msg236242.html>
381 As I sit here, and oftentimes, I wish
382 I could be monarch of a desert land
383 I could devote and dedicate forever
384 To the truths we keep coming back and back to.
385 So desert it would have to be, so walled
386 By mountain ranges half in summer snow,
387 No one would covet it or think it worth
388 The pains of conquering to force change on.
389 Scattered oases where men dwelt, but mostly
390 Sand dunes held loosely in tamarisk
391 Blown over and over themselves in idleness.
392 Sand grains should sugar in the natal dew
393 The babe born to the desert, the sand storm
394 Retard mid-waste my cowering caravans—
396 “There are bees in this wall.” He struck the clapboards,
397 Fierce heads looked out; small bodies pivoted.
398 We rose to go. Sunset blazed on the windows.
400 =head2 v5.24.0-RC5 - The Mountain Goats, "No Children"
402 L<Announced on 2016-05-04 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/05/msg236198.html>
404 And I hope when you think of me years down the line
405 You can't find one good thing to say
406 And I'd hope that if I found the strength to walk out
407 You'd stay the hell out of my way
409 I am drowning, there is no sign of land
410 You are coming down with me, hand in unlovable hand
412 =head2 v5.24.0-RC4 - The Joker in "The Killing Joke"
414 L<Announced on 2016-05-02 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/05/msg236145.html>
416 "See, there were these two guys in a lunatic asylum…"
418 =head2 v5.24.0-RC3 - Jesse Vincent
420 L<Announced on 2016-04-27 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/04/msg236066.html>
422 The Great Pumpkin is a Santa-Claus like figure. He does bring toys like
423 Santa. But unlike Santa, who gives away toys because it's his job, he
424 gives away toys because it's the right thing to do.
426 =head2 v5.24.0-RC2 - Joseph Heller, "Catch-22"
428 L<Announced on 2016-04-23 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/04/msg235999.html>
430 “How do you feel, Yossarian?”
432 “Fine. No, I’m very frightened.”
434 “That’s good,” said Major Danby. “It proves you’re still alive. It won’t
437 Yossarian started out. “Yes it will.”
439 “I mean it, Yossarian. You’ll have to keep on your toes every minute of
440 every day. They’ll bend heaven and earth to catch you.”
442 “I’ll keep on my toes every minute.”
444 “You’ll have to jump.”
448 “Jump!” Major Danby cried.
452 Nately’s [girl] was hiding just outside the door. The knife came down,
453 missing him by inches, and he took off.
455 =head2 v5.24.0-RC1 - Robert Frost, "The Census-Taker"
457 L<Announced on 2016-04-14 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/04/msg235807.html>
459 Nothing was left to do that I could see
460 Unless to find that there was no one there
461 And declare to the cliffs too far for echo,
462 "The place is desert, and let whoso lurks
463 In silence, if in this he is aggrieved,
464 Break silence now or be forever silent.
465 Let him say why it should not be declared so."
466 The melancholy of having to count souls
467 Where they grow fewer and fewer every year
468 Is extreme where they shrink to none at all.
469 It must be I want life to go on living.
471 =head2 v5.23.9 - Tom Kitchin, "from nature to plate"
473 L<Announced on 2016-03-20 by Abigail|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/03/msg235251.html>
477 Spring is the proper beginning of my kitchen and a season that I
478 look forward to with great anticipation. By the time spring arrives
479 I am desperate to welcome all the spring produce into my kitchen
480 and I long to work with fresh green vegetables again. As much as I
481 love root vegetables, such as celeriac and parsnips, and the heaver
482 meat and game dishes, I'm ready to leave those behind with winter
483 and begin a new adventure.
485 Somehow spring always gives me a little bit of bounce in my feet
486 -- I feel like I want to kick off my shoes and dance around in my
487 kitchen. Not that I do, of course, but I feel lighter somehow. My
488 adrenalin kicks in with spring and so does the level of excitement,
489 as I think about all the produce that is about to come in.
491 The moment spring arrives I'm eager to cook peas, broad beans, green
492 asparagus and other fresh vegetables! I want to create lighter,
493 brighter dishes and I can't wait to get my hands on the first greens
494 and the first morels, not to mention the first wild Scottish salmon.
495 Thanks to my network of trusted suppliers, I always get to first
496 produce of the season delivered to my restaurant as soon as it is
497 possible. I want my customers to experience and understand the
498 beauty of locally grown produce and to try things the minute they
499 are available so they can taste how incredibly fresh the ingredients
500 are. I also want them to understand the relationship between
501 seasonality and flavours. One of the most important things to
502 remember is to allow the seasons to inspire your dishes and help
503 you make natural matches. Wild spring herbs, such as sorrel, sweet
504 cicely and wild garlic, as well as spring salad leaves and green
505 lettuce served with wild salmon, wild sea trout, lamb or rabbit are
506 marriages made in heaven.
509 =head2 v5.23.8 - Patrick Rothfuss, "The Wise Man's Fear (The Kingkiller's Chronicle: Day Two)"
511 L<Announced on 2016-02-20 by Sawyer X|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/02/msg234535.html>
513 Denna, on the other hand, had never been trained. She knew nothing
514 of shortcuts. You'd think she'd be forced to wander the city, lost and
515 helpless, trapped in a twisting maze of mortared stone.
517 But instead, she simply walked throught the walls. She didn't know
518 any better. Nobody had ever told her she couldn't. Because of this,
519 she moved through the city like some faerie creature. She walked roads
520 no one else could see, and it made her music wild and strange and
523 =head2 v5.23.7 - William Gibson, "Neuromancer"
525 L<Announced on 2016-01-20 by Stevan Little|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/01/msg233856.html>
527 A year here and he still dreamed of cyberspace, hope fading
528 nightly. All the speed he took, all the turns he'd taken and
529 the corners he cut in Night City, and he'd still see the matrix
530 in his dreams, bright lattices of logic unfolding across that
531 colourless void...The Sprawl was a long, strange way home now
532 over the Pacific, and he was no Console Man, no cyberspace
533 cowboy. Just another hustler, trying to make it through. But
534 the dreams came on in the Japanese night like livewire voodoo,
535 and he'd cry for it, cry in his sleep, and wake alone in the
536 dark, curled in his capsule in some coffin hotel, hands clawed
537 into the bedslab, temper foam bunched between his fingers,
538 trying to reach the console that wasn't there.
540 =head2 v5.23.6 - 5.23 Episode VII
542 L<Announced on 2015-12-21 by David Golden|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2015/12/msg233475.html>
544 A long time ago in microseconds, in a galaxy not very far away...
550 unrest as separatists
551 announce their intentions
552 to fork PERL and return the
553 galaxy to speed and stability.
555 Chancellor Rik Hoolian struggles
556 to hold together the remains of the
557 once mighty Republic against a tide of
558 incivility and the depredations of a new
559 foe, the FUZZ RAIDERS.
561 Meanwhile, after 15 years of preparation and
562 high expectations, Supreme Leader Toady prepares
563 to unleash a devastating new weapon, PERL SIXDOTOH,
564 that could splinter the Republic forever and usher in
565 a new Empire of gradual typing....
567 =head2 v5.23.5 - utastro!nather (Ed Nather), "The Story of Mel", in net.jokes, May 21, 1983.
569 L<Announced on 2015-11-20 by Abigail|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2015/11/msg232758.html>
571 After Mel had left the company for greener pa$ture$, the Big Boss asked
572 me to look at the code and see if I could find the test and reverse it.
573 Somewhat reluctantly, I agreed to look. Tracking Mel's code was a real
576 I have often felt that programming is an art form, whose real value can
577 only be appreciated by another versed in the same arcane art; there are
578 lovely gems and brilliant coups hidden from human view and admiration,
579 sometimes forever, by the very nature of the process. You can learn a
580 lot about an individual just by reading through his code, even in
581 hexadecimal. Mel was, I think, an unsung genius.
583 Perhaps my greatest shock came when I found an innocent loop that had
584 no test in it. No test. None. Common sense said it had to be a closed
585 loop, where the program would circle, forever, endlessly. Program
586 control passed right through it, however, and safely out the other side.
587 It took me two weeks to figure it out.
589 The RPC-4000 computer had a really modern facility called an index
590 register. It allowed the programmer to write a program loop that used
591 an indexed instruction inside; each time through, the number in the
592 index register was added to the address of that instruction, so it
593 would refer to the next datum in a series. He had only to increment
594 the index register each time through. Mel never used it.
596 Instead, he would pull the instruction into a machine register, add one
597 to its address, and store it back. He would then execute the modified
598 instruction right from the register. The loop was written so this
599 additional execution time was taken into account -- just as this
600 instruction finished, the next one was right under the drum's read head,
601 ready to go. But the loop had no test in it.
603 The vital clue came when I noticed the index register bit, the bit that
604 lay between the address and the operation code in the instruction word,
605 was turned on -- yet Mel never used the index register, leaving it zero
606 all the time. When the light went on it nearly blinded me.
608 He had located the data he was working on near the top of memory -- the
609 largest locations the instructions could address -- so, after the last
610 datum was handled, incrementing the instruction address would make it
611 overflow. The carry would add one to the operation code, changing it to
612 the next one in the instruction set: a jump instruction. Sure enough,
613 the next program instruction was in address location zero, and the
614 program went happily on its way.
616 =head2 v5.23.4 - Denis Diderot, trans. David Coward, "Jacques the Fatalist"
618 L<Announced on 2015-10-20 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2015/10/msg232040.html>
620 Well, everybody's got a dog. The prime minister is the king's dog. The
621 first secretary is the prime minister's dog. A wife is a husband's dog,
622 or a husband is a wife's dog. Favourite is Madame So-and-so's dog and
623 Thibaut is the man on the corner's dog. When my Master tells me to talk
624 when I'd prefer not to, which to be honest doesn't happen very often,
625 when he tells me to shut up when I feel like talking, which I find very
626 difficult, when he asks me to tell the story of my love-life and then
627 keeps interrupting, what am I if not his dog? Weak men are the dogs of
630 =head2 v5.23.3 - Oliver Wendell Holmes, "The Deacon’s Masterpiece or The Wonderful 'One-Hoss Shay': A Logical Story"
632 L<Announced on 2015-09-20 by Peter Martini|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2015/09/msg231173.html>
634 Little of of all we value here
635 Wakes on the morn of its hundredth year
636 Without both feeling and looking queer.
637 In fact, there’s nothing that keeps its youth,
638 So far as I know, but a tree and truth.
639 (This is a moral that runs at large;
640 Take it. — You’re welcome. — No extra charge.)
642 =head2 v5.23.2 - Blind Guardian, "Skalds and Shadows"
644 L<Announced on 2015-08-20 by Matthew Horsfall|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2015/08/msg230298.html>
646 Would you believe in a night like this
647 A night like this, when visions come true
648 Would you believe in a tale like this
649 A lay of bliss, praise in the old lore
650 Come to the blazing fire and
652 See me in the shadows
653 See me in the shadows
657 This night turns into myth
660 The world we live in is another skald's
664 Do you believe there is sense in it
666 They´re one in my rhymes
667 Nobody knows the meaning behind
669 Well nobody else but the Norns can
670 See through the blazing fires of time and
671 All things will proceed as the
672 Child of the hallowed
673 Will speak to you now
675 See me in the shadows
676 See me in the shadows
677 Songs I will sing of tribes and kings
678 The carrion bird and the hall of the slain
681 The world we live in is another skald´s
685 Do not fear for my reason
686 There's nothing to hide
687 How bitter your treason
689 Remember the runes and remember the light
690 All I ever want is to be at your side
691 We'll gladden the raven now I will
692 Run through the blazing fires
694 Cause things shall proceed as foreseen
696 =head2 v5.23.1 - Elizabeth Haydon, "The Assassin King"
698 L<Announced on 2015-07-20 by Matthew Horsfall|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2015/07/msg229413.html>
700 I was born beneath this willow,
701 Where my sire the earth did farm
702 Had the green grass as my pillow
703 The east wind as a blanket warm.
705 But away! away! called the wind from the west
706 And in answer I did run
707 Seeking glory and adventure
708 Promised by the rising sun.
710 I found love beneath this willow,
711 As true a love as life could hold,
712 Pledged my heart and swore my fealty
713 Sealed with a kiss and a band of gold.
715 But to arms! to arms! called the wind from the west
716 In faithful answer I did run
717 Marching forth for king and country
718 In battles 'neath the midday sun.
720 Oft I dreamt of that fair willow
721 As the seven seas I plied
722 And the girl who I left waiting
723 Longing to be at her side.
725 But about! about! called the wind from the west
726 As once again my ship did run
727 Down the coast, about the wide world
728 Flying sails in the setting sun.
730 Now I lie beneath the willow
731 Now at last no more to roam,
732 My bride and earth so tightly hold me
733 In their arms I'm finally home.
735 While away! away! calls the wind from the west
736 Beyond the grave my spirit, free
737 Will chase the sun into the morning
738 Beyond the sky, beyond the sea.
740 =head2 v5.23.0 - Bob Dylan, "Maggie's Farm"
742 L<Announced on 2015-06-20 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2015/06/msg228807.html>
744 I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
745 I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
748 But everybody wants you
750 They sing while you slave and I just get bored
751 I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
753 =head2 v5.22.3 - Charles Dodgson [as "Lewis Carroll"], "Phantasmagoria", Canto 6: Discomfyture
755 L<Announced on 2017-01-14 by Steve Hay|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/01/msg242258.html>
757 As one who strives a hill to climb,
758 Who never climbed before:
759 Who finds it, in a little time,
760 Grow every moment less sublime,
761 And votes the thing a bore:
763 Yet, having once begun to try,
764 Dares not desert his quest,
765 But, climbing, ever keeps his eye
766 On one small hut against the sky
767 Wherein he hopes to rest:
769 Who climbs till nerve and force are spent,
770 With many a puff and pant:
771 Who still, as rises the ascent,
772 In language grows more violent,
773 Although in breath more scant:
775 Who, climbing, gains at length the place
776 That crowns the upward track:
777 And, entering with unsteady pace,
778 Receives a buffet in the face
779 That lands him on his back:
781 And feels himself, like one in sleep,
782 Glide swiftly down again,
783 A helpless weight, from steep to steep,
784 Till, with a headlong giddy sweep,
785 He drops upon the plain -
787 So I, that had resolved to bring
788 Conviction to a ghost,
789 And found it quite a different thing
790 From any human arguing,
791 Yet dared not quit my post.
793 =head2 v5.22.3-RC5 - John Milton, ed. Gordon Campbell, "Paradise Regained", Book II
795 L<Announced on 2017-01-02 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/01/msg242017.html>
797 Thus wore out night; and now the herald lark
798 Left his ground-nest, high towering to descry
799 The Morn's approach, and greet her with his song;
800 As lightly from his grassy couch up rose
801 Our Saviour, and found all was but a dream;
802 Fasting he went to sleep, and fasting waked.
803 Up to a hill anon his steps he reared,
804 From whose high top to ken the prospect round,
805 If cottage were in view, sheep-cote, or herd;
806 But cottage, herd, or sheep-cote, none he saw --
807 Only in a bottom saw a pleasant grove,
808 With chant of tuneful birds resounding loud;
809 Thither he bent his way, determined there
810 To rest at noon, and entered soon the shade,
811 High-roofed and walks beneath, and alleys brown,
812 That opened in the midst a woody scene;
813 Nature's own work it seemed (Nature taught Art),
814 And, to a superstitious eye, the haunt
815 Of wood-gods and wood-nymphs.
817 =head2 v5.22.3-RC4 - John Milton, ed. Gordon Campbell, "Paradise Lost", Book II
819 L<Announced on 2016-10-12 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/10/msg240223.html>
821 Far off from these, a slow and silent stream,
822 Lethe, the river of oblivion, rolls
823 Her watery labyrinth, whereof who drinks
824 Forthwith his former state and being forgets --
825 Forgets both joy and grief, pleasure and pain.
826 Beyond this flood a frozen continent
827 Lies dark and wild, beat with perpetual storms
828 Of Whirlwind and dire hail, which on firm land
829 Thaws not, but gathers heap, and ruin seems
830 Of ancient pile; all else deep snow and ice,
831 A gulf profound as that Serbonian bog
832 Betwixt Damiata and Mount Casius old,
833 Where armies whole have sunk: the parching air
834 Burns frore, and cold performs the effect of fire.
835 Thither, by harpy-footed Furies haled,
836 At certain revolutions all the damned
837 Are brought; and feel by turns the bitter change
838 Of fierce extremes, extremes by change more fierce,
839 From beds of raging fire to starve in ice
840 Their soft ethereal warmth, and there to pine
841 Immovable, infixed, and frozen round
842 Periods of time -- thence hurried back to fire.
843 They ferry over this Lethean sound
844 Both to and fro, their sorrow to augment,
845 And wish and struggle, as they pass, to reach
846 The tempting stream, with one small drop to lose
847 In sweet forgetfulness all pain and woe,
848 All in one moment, and so near the brink;
849 But fate withstands, and, to oppose the attempt,
850 Medusa with Gorgonian terror guards
851 The ford, and of itself the water flies
852 All taste of living wight, as once it fled
855 =head2 v5.22.3-RC3 - Dante Alighieri, trans. Dorothy L. Sayers and Barbara Reynolds, "The Divine Comedy", Cantica III: Paradise, Canto IV
857 L<Announced on 2016-08-11 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/08/msg238908.html>
859 Between two dishes, equally attractive
860 And near to him, a free man, I suppose,
861 Would starve to death before his teeth got active;
863 So would a lamb 'twixt two fierce wolfish foes,
864 Fearing the fangs both ways, not stir a foot;
865 So would a deerhound halt between two does;
867 So I can't blame myself for standing mute,
868 Nor praise myself: for I must needs so do,
869 Suspended 'twixt two doubts, alike acute.
871 =head2 v5.22.3-RC2 - Dante Alighieri, trans. Dorothy L. Sayers, "The Divine Comedy", Cantica II: Purgatory, Canto I
873 L<Announced on 2016-07-25 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/07/msg238270.html>
875 For better waters heading with the wind
876 My ship of genius now shakes out her sail
877 And leaves that ocean of despair behind;
879 For to the second realm I tune my tale,
880 Where human spirits purge themselves, and train
881 To leap up into joy celestial.
883 Now from the grave wake poetry again,
884 O sacred Muses I have served so long!
885 Now let Calliope uplift her strain
887 And lift my voice up on the mighty song
888 That smote the miserable Magpies nine
889 Out of all hope of pardon for their wrong!
891 =head2 v5.22.3-RC1 - Dante Alighieri, trans. Dorothy L. Sayers, "The Divine Comedy", Cantica I: Hell, Canto XII
893 L<Announced on 2016-07-17 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/07/msg238071.html>
895 The place we came to, to descend the brink from,
896 Was sheer crag; and there was a Thing there - making,
897 All told, a prospect any eye would shrink from.
899 Like the great landslide that rushed downward, shaking
900 The bank of Adige on this side Trent,
901 (Whether through faulty shoring or the earth's quaking)
903 So that the rock, down from the summit rent
904 Far as the plain, lies strewn, and one might crawl
905 From top to bottom by that unsure descent,
907 Such was the precipice; and there we spied,
908 Topping the cleft that split the rocky wall,
909 That which was wombed in the false heifer's side,
911 The infamy of Crete, stretched out a-sprawl;
912 And seeing us, he gnawed himself, like one
913 Inly devoured with spite and burning gall.
915 =head2 v5.22.2 - Gaston Leroux, trans. Mireille Ribière, "The Phantom of the Opera"
917 L<Announced on 2016-04-29 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/04/msg236120.html>
919 A silence; and then: 'If, in just two minutes' time by my watch--and a
920 splendid watch it is--you have not turned the scorpion, mademoiselle, I
921 shall turn the grasshopper... and the grasshopper, remember, _leaps
922 straight up into the air!_'
923 The silence that ensued was terrifying, worse than any we had
924 experienced before. I knew that when Erik spoke with that quiet,
925 gentle, slightly weary voice, it meant that he had reached the end of
926 his tether: that he was capable of the most abominable crimes or the
927 most selfless devotion; that the slightest irritation might unleash a
929 Realizing that our fate was out of our hands, the Viscount fell to his
930 knees and prayed. As for me, I pressed both hands to my chest, for my
931 heart was pounding so fiercely that I thought it would burst. We were
932 intensely aware of the excruciating dilemma Christine Daaé faced in
933 those final seconds. We understood why she hesitated to turn the
934 scorpion. What if the scorpion, rather than the grasshopper, were to
935 set off the explosion? What if Erik was simply intent on destroying
936 everything, regardless?
937 At last he spoke: 'The two minutes are up,' he said in a soft, angelic
938 voice. 'Goodbye, mademoiselle. Off you go, little grasshopper!'
940 =head2 v5.22.2-RC1 - Gaston Leroux, trans. Mireille Ribière, "The Phantom of the Opera"
942 L<Announced on 2016-04-10 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/04/msg235732.html>
944 This annual ball was quite a magnificent affair. It was given some time
945 before Shrovetide to celebrate the birthday of a famous illustrator
946 whose pencil had immortalized, in the style of Gavarni, the extravagant
947 carnival parade down La Courtille. As such, the ball was an altogether
948 merrier, noisier and more Bohemian occasion than was usual for a masked
949 ball. Many artists had arranged to meet there; they arrived with an
950 entourage of models and pupils, who, by midnight, had become quite
952 Raoul climbed the grand staircase at five minutes to midnight. He did
953 not linger to admire the many-coloured costumes on display all the way
954 up the marble steps of one of the most luxurious settings in the world;
955 nor did he allow himself to be drawn into the facetious conversation of
956 masked guests. He simply ignored all the jesting remarks, and shook off
957 the attentions of several all too merry couples.
958 Crossing the big crush-room and escaping from the dancers' farandole
959 that had encircled him awhile, he at last entered the salon mentioned by
960 Christine in her letter. The small room was crammed with people either
961 on their way to supper at the restaurant in the Rotunda or back from
962 raising a glass of champagne.
963 In the midst of the gay and lively hubbub, Raoul thought that, for their
964 mysterious assignation, Christine must have preferred this crowd to some
966 He leaned against a door-jamb and waited. He did not have to wait long;
967 a black domino passed him and deftly touched his hand. He understood
968 that it was Christine and followed her.
969 'Is that you, Christine?' he murmured, barely moving his slips.
970 The black domino promptly looked back and raised her finger to her lips,
971 no doubt to caution him against uttering her name again. Raoul followed
974 =head2 v5.22.1 - Wilhelm Müller, trans. Anon., "Courage" (No. 22 in Schubert's song-cycle, "Winterreise")
976 L<Announced on 2015-12-13 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2015/12/msg233318.html>
978 If the snow flies in my face,
979 Let me shake it off me!
980 If my heart within me speaks,
981 I'll sing bright and gaily!
983 Will not listen what it says,
984 Have no ears for moaning.
985 Do not feel what it complains,--
986 Only fools like groaning!
988 Jolly brave into the world,
989 'Gainst all wind and weather,--
990 If there is no God on earth,
991 Let 's be gods down nether!
993 =head2 v5.22.1-RC4 - Wilhelm Müller, trans. Anon., "The Signpost" (No. 20 in Schubert's song-cycle, "Winterreise")
995 L<Announced on 2015-12-08 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2015/12/msg233215.html>
997 Why do I shun all those highways
998 Which the other wanderer seeks?
999 Why do I find bridged by-ways
1000 Through snow-covered deep creeks?
1002 For I have no crime committed,
1003 Why I should now run from men,--
1004 What demented heart's desire
1005 Drives me to a desert glen?
1007 Signposts on all highways stationed
1008 Point their signs toward the towns,
1009 Whilst I wonder 'yond moderation,
1010 Without rest, yet seeking rest!
1012 One such signpost I see planted
1013 Of my question unconcerned,
1014 One road must my choice be granted,
1015 Whence no man has yet returned!
1017 =head2 v5.22.1-RC3 - Wilhelm Müller, trans. Anon., "Stormy Morning" (No. 18 in Schubert's song-cycle, "Winterreise")
1019 L<Announced on 2015-12-02 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2015/12/msg233032.html>
1021 How the storm tore rents
1022 In heavens gray attired!
1023 The rags of cloud are flying
1024 Around, of combat tired.
1026 And flames of fire lambent,
1027 Fly between them and part,
1028 That 's what I call a morning,
1029 A morning after my heart!
1031 My heart sees in the heavens
1032 Its own picture unspoilt--
1033 It's nothing but the Winter,
1034 The Winter, cold and wild.
1036 =head2 v5.22.1-RC2 - Wilhelm Müller, trans. Anon., "The Old Head" (No. 14 in Schubert's song-cycle, "Winterreise")
1038 L<Announced on 2015-11-15 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2015/11/msg232632.html>
1040 The hoary frost has a white sheen
1041 Strewn all over my hair,
1042 So I thought I was an old man
1043 And thought life dealt me fair.
1045 Yet soon was thawed my old white mane,
1046 And I have my black hair again.
1047 How I abhor my young fair years,
1048 How long to wait for death and biers?
1050 From setting sun to morning's hue
1051 Many a head turns white.
1052 Who'll credit it? My hair did not
1053 In all this lifelong plight!
1055 =head2 v5.22.1-RC1 - Wilhelm Müller, trans. Anon., "Will-o'-the Wisp" (No. 9 in Schubert's song-cycle, "Winterreise")
1057 L<Announced on 2015-10-31 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2015/10/msg232321.html>
1059 In the deepest rocky crevice
1060 A will-o'-the wisp lured me;
1061 How I could find my way from here,
1062 For me it's easy memory!
1064 For I am used to straying ways,
1065 Every path to th'end a way,
1066 All our joys and all our suffering,--
1067 To a will-o'-the wisp it 's all play!
1069 Through the dried-up bed of torrents
1070 I quite calmly downward stroll;
1071 Every stream its sea will enter,
1072 Every suffering finds its goal!
1074 =head2 v5.22.0 - Gene Wolfe, The Citadel of the Autarch
1076 L<Announced on 2015-06-01 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2015/06/msg228300.html>
1078 “You are the advocate of the dead.”
1080 The old man nodded. “I am. People talk about being fair to this one and
1081 that one, but nobody I ever heard talks about doing right by them. We
1082 take everything they had, which is all right. And spit, most often, on
1083 their opinions, which I suppose is all right too. But we ought to
1084 remember now and then how much of what we have we got from them. I
1085 figure while I’m still here I ought to put a word in for them.”
1087 =head2 v5.22.0-RC2 - T.S. Eliot, unpublished work
1089 L<Announced on 2015-05-21 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2015/05/msg228142.html>
1091 And when thyself with silver foot shall pass
1092 Among the theories scattered on the grass
1093 Take up my good intentions with the rest
1095 =head2 v5.22.0-RC1 - Gene Wolfe, Citadel of the Autarch
1097 L<Announced on 2015-05-19 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2015/05/msg228059.html>
1099 There is no limit to stupidity. Space itself is said to be bounded by
1100 its own curvature, but stupidity continues beyond infinity.
1102 =head2 v5.21.11 - Algernon Charles Swinburne, "Dolores (Notre-Dame des Sept Douleurs)"
1104 L<Announced on 2015-04-20 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2015/04/msg227472.html>
1106 They shall pass and their places be taken,
1107 The gods and the priests that are pure.
1108 They shall pass, and shalt thou not be shaken?
1109 They shall perish, and shalt thou endure?
1110 Death laughs, breathing close and relentless
1111 In the nostrils and eyelids of lust,
1112 With a pinch in his fingers of scentless
1115 But the worm shall revive thee with kisses;
1116 Thou shalt change and transmute as a god,
1117 As the rod to a serpent that hisses,
1118 As the serpent again to a rod.
1119 Thy life shall not cease though thou doff it;
1120 Thou shalt live until evil be slain,
1121 And good shall die first, said thy prophet,
1124 =head2 v5.21.10 - Aldous Huxley, "The Devils of Loudun"
1126 L<Announced on 2015-03-20 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2015/03/msg226847.html>
1128 The fire burned on, the good fathers continued to sprinkle and intone.
1129 Suddenly a flock of pigeons came swooping down from the church and
1130 started to wheel around the roaring column of flame and smoke. The
1131 crowd shouted, the archers waved their halberds at the birds, Lactance
1132 and Tranquille splashed them on the wing with holy water. In vain. The
1133 pigeons were not to be driven away. Round and round they flew, diving
1134 through the smoke, singeing their feathers in the flames. Both parties
1135 claimed a miracle. For the parson's enemies the birds, quite obviously,
1136 were a troop of devils, come to fetch away his soul. For his friends,
1137 they were emblems of the Holy Ghost and living proof of his innocence.
1138 It never seems to have occurred to anyone that they were just pigeons,
1139 obeying the laws of their own, their blessedly other-than-human nature.
1141 =head2 v5.21.9 - Emily Dickinson, "There is Another Sky"
1143 L<Announced on 2015-02-20 by Sawyer X|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2015/02/msg226002.html>
1145 There is another sky,
1146 Ever serene and fair,
1147 And there is another sunshine,
1148 Though it be darkness there;
1149 Never mind faded forests, Austin,
1150 Never mind silent fields -
1151 Here is a little forest,
1152 Whose leaf is ever green;
1153 Here is a brighter garden,
1154 Where not a frost has been;
1155 In its unfading flowers
1156 I hear the bright bee hum:
1157 Prithee, my brother,
1158 Into my garden come!
1160 =head2 v5.21.8 - Bill Watterson, "Scientific Progress Goes 'Boink': A Calvin and Hobbes Collection"
1162 L<Announced on 2015-01-20 by Matthew Horsfall|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2015/01/msg224869.html>
1164 Calvin: OK Hobbes, press the button and duplicate me.
1165 Hobbes: Are you sure this is such a good idea?
1166 Calvin: Brother! You doubting Thomases get in the way of more scientific advances with your stupid ethical questions! This is a *BRILLIANT* idea! Hit the button, will ya?
1167 Hobbes: I'd hate to be accused of inhibiting scientific progress... Here you go.
1169 Hobbes: Scientific progress goes "BOINK"?
1170 Calvin?: It worked! It worked! I'm a genius!
1171 Cavlin??: No you're not, you liar! *I* invented this!
1173 =head2 v5.21.7 - Robert Heinlein, "The Number of the Beast"
1175 L<Announced on 2014-12-20 by Max Maischein|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2014/12/msg223774.html>
1177 "Zebadiah, Hilda and I salvaged and put everything into the basket.
1178 Hilda started to put it into our wardrobe-and it was heavy. So
1179 we looked. Packed as tight as when we left Oz. Six bananas-and
1180 everything else. Cross my heart. No, go look."
1181 "Hmmm- Jake, can you write equations for a picnic basket that
1182 refills itself? Will it go on doing so?"
1183 "Zeb, equations can be written to describe anything. The description
1184 would be simpler for a basket that replenishes itself indefinitely
1185 than for one that does it once and stops-I would have to describe
1188 =head2 v5.21.6 - Jeff Noon, "Vurt"
1190 L<Announced on 2014-11-20 by Chris 'BinGOs' Williams|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2014/11/msg222448.html>
1194 EXCHANGE MECHANISMS. Sometimes we lose precious
1195 things. Friends and colleagues, fellow travellers in the
1196 Vurt, sometimes we lose them; even lovers we sometimes
1197 lose. And get bad things in exchange: aliens, objects,
1198 snakes, and sometimes even death. Things we don't want.
1199 This is part of the deal, part of the game deal;
1200 all things, in all worlds, must be kept in balance.
1201 Kittlings often ask, who decides on the swappings? Now then,
1202 some say it's all accidental; that some poor Vurt thing
1203 finds himself too close to a door, at too critical a time,
1204 just when something real is being lost. Whoosh! Swap time!
1205 Others say that some kind of overseer is working the
1206 MECHANISMS OF EXCHANGE, deciding the fate of innocents.
1207 The Cat can only tease at this, because of the big secrets
1208 involved, and because of the levels between you, the reader,
1209 and me, the Game Cat. Hey, listen; I've struggled to get
1210 where I am today; why should I give you the easy route?
1211 Get working, kittlings! Reach up higher. Work the Vurt.
1213 =head2 v5.21.5 - Friso Wiegersma (text), Jean Ferrat (music), Wim Sonneveld (performer), "Het Dorp"
1215 L<Announced on 2014-10-20 by Abigail|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2014/10/msg221399.html>
1219 Thuis heb ik nog een ansichtkaart
1220 waarop een kerk, een kar met paard,
1221 een slagerij J. van der Ven.
1222 Een kroeg, een juffrouw op de fiets
1223 het zegt u hoogstwaarschijnlijk niets,
1224 maar 't is waar ik geboren ben.
1225 Dit dorp, ik weet nog hoe het was,
1226 de boerenkind'ren in de klas,
1227 een kar die ratelt op de keien,
1228 het raadhuis met een pomp ervoor,
1229 een zandweg tussen koren door,
1230 het vee, de boerderijen.
1232 En langs het tuinpad van m'n vader
1233 zag ik de hoge bomen staan.
1234 Ik was een kind en wist niet beter,
1235 dan dat dat nooit voorbij zou gaan.
1237 Wat leefden ze eenvoudig toen
1238 in simp'le huizen tussen groen
1239 met boerenbloemen en een heg.
1240 Maar blijkbaar leefden ze verkeerd,
1241 het dorp is gemoderniseerd
1242 en nu zijn ze op de goeie weg.
1243 Want ziet, hoe rijk het leven is,
1244 ze zien de televisiequiz
1245 en wonen in betonnen dozen,
1246 met flink veel glas, dan kun je zien
1247 hoe of het bankstel staat bij Mien
1248 en d'r dressoir met plastic rozen.
1250 En langs het tuinpad van m'n vader
1251 zag ik de hoge bomen staan.
1252 Ik was een kind en wist niet beter,
1253 dan dat dat nooit voorbij zou gaan.
1255 De dorpsjeugd klit wat bij elkaar
1256 in minirok en beatle-haar
1257 en joelt wat mee met beat-muziek.
1258 Ik weet wel, het is hun goeie recht,
1259 de nieuwe tijd, net wat u zegt,
1260 maar het maakt me wat melancholiek.
1261 Ik heb hun vaders nog gekend
1262 ze kochten zoethout voor een cent
1263 ik zag hun moeders touwtjespringen.
1264 Dat dorp van toen, het is voorbij,
1265 dit is al wat er bleef voor mij:
1266 een ansicht en herinneringen.
1268 Toen ik langs het tuinpad van m'n vader
1269 de hoge bomen nog zag staan.
1270 Ik was een kind, hoe kon ik weten
1271 dat dat voorgoed voorbij zou gaan.
1273 =head2 v5.21.4 - Edgar Allan Poe, "The Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym of Nantucket"
1275 L<Announced on 2014-09-20 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2014/09/msg220267.html>
1277 To-day, being in latitude 83° 20', longitude 43° 5' W. (the sea being
1278 of an extraordinarily dark colour), we again saw land from the
1279 masthead, and, upon a closer scrutiny, found it to be one of a group
1280 of very large islands. The shore was precipitous, and the interior
1281 seemed to be well wooded, a circumstance which occasioned us great
1282 joy. In about four hours from our first discovering the land we came
1283 to anchor in ten fathoms, sandy bottom, a league from the coast, as a
1284 high surf, with strong ripples here and there, rendered a nearer
1285 approach of doubtful expediency. The two largest boats were now
1286 ordered out, and a party, well armed (among whome were Peters and
1287 myself), proceeded to look for an opening in the reef which appeared
1288 to encircle the island. After searching about for some time, we
1289 discovered an inlet, which we were entering, when we saw four large
1290 canoes put off from the shore, filled with men who seemed to be well
1291 armed. We waited for them to come up, and, as they moved with great
1292 rapidity, they were soon within hail. Captain Guy now held up a white
1293 handkerchief on the blade of an oar, when the strangers made a full
1294 stop, and commenced a loud jabbering all at once, intermingled with
1295 occasional shouts, in which we could distinguish the words Anamoo-moo!
1296 and Lama-Lama! They continued this for at least half an hour, during
1297 which we had a good opportunity of observing their appearance.
1299 =head2 v5.21.3 - Robert Service, "The Men that Don't Fit In"
1301 L<Announced on 2014-08-20 by Peter Martini|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2014/08/msg218826.html>
1303 If they just went straight they might go far,
1304 They are strong and brave and true;
1305 But they're always tired of the things that are,
1306 And they want the strange and new.
1307 They say: "Could I find my proper groove,
1308 What a deep mark I would make!"
1309 So they chop and change, and each fresh move
1310 Is only a fresh mistake.
1312 =head2 v5.21.2 - Neil Armstrong, Buzz Aldrin, Charlie Duke, Final minutes of communication of the first manned moon landing, July 20, 1969
1314 L<Announced on 2014-07-20 by Abigail|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2014/07/msg217937.html>
1316 Armstrong: Okay. Here's a...Looks like a good area here.
1317 Aldrin: I got the shadow out there.
1318 Aldrin: 250, down at 2 1/2, 19 forward.
1319 Aldrin: Altitude, velocity lights.
1320 Aldrin: 3 1/2 down, 220 feet, 13 forward.
1321 Aldrin: 11 forward. Coming down nicely.
1322 Armstrong: Gonna be right over that crater.
1323 Aldrin: 200 feet, 4 1/2 down.
1325 Armstrong: I got a good spot [garbled].
1326 Aldrin: 160 feet, 6 1/2 down.
1327 Aldrin: 5 1/2 down, 9 forward. You're looking good.
1329 Aldrin: 100 feet, 3 1/2 down, 9 forward. Five percent. Quantity light.
1330 Aldrin: Okay. 75 feet. And it's looking good. Down a half, 6 forward.
1333 Aldrin: 60 feet, down 2 1/2. 2 forward. 2 forward. That's good.
1334 Aldrin: 40 feet, down 2 1/2. Picking up some dust.
1335 Aldrin: 30 feet, 2 1/2 down. [Garbled] shadow.
1336 Aldrin: 4 forward. 4 forward. Drifting to the right a little. 20 feet,
1339 Aldrin: Drifting forward just a little bit; that's good.
1340 Aldrin: Contact Light.
1341 Armstrong: Shutdown.
1342 Aldrin: Okay. Engine Stop.
1343 Aldrin: ACA out of Detent.
1344 Armstrong: Out of Detent. Auto.
1345 Aldrin: Mode Control, both Auto. Descent Engine Command Override, Off.
1346 Engine Arm, Off. 413 is in.
1347 Duke: We copy you down, Eagle.
1348 Armstrong: Engine arm is off.
1349 Armstrong: Houston, Tranquility Base here. The Eagle has landed.
1350 Duke: Roger, Twan...[correcting himself] Tranquility. We copy you on
1351 the ground. You got a bunch of guys about to turn blue.
1352 We're breathing again. Thanks a lot.
1355 =head2 v5.21.1 - Robert Jordan, "The Crossroads of Twilights", Book 10 of "The Wheel of Time"
1357 L<Announced on 2014-06-20 by Matthew Horsfall|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2014/06/msg217030.html>
1359 We rode on the winds of the rising storm,
1360 We ran to the sounds of the thunder.
1361 We danced among the lightning bolts,
1362 and tore the world asunder.
1364 -- Anonymous fragment of a poem believed
1365 written near the end of the previous Age,
1366 known by some as the Third Age.
1367 Sometimes attributed to the Dragon
1370 =head2 v5.21.0 - Friedrich von Schiller, "The Song of the Bell"
1372 L<Announced on 2014-05-27 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2014/05/msg215826.html>
1374 Walled in fast within the earth
1375 Stands the form burnt out of clay.
1376 This must be the bell’s great birth!
1377 Fellows, lend a hand to-day.
1378 Sweat must trickle now
1379 From the burning brow,
1380 Till the work its master honour.
1381 Blessing comes from Heaven’s Donor.
1383 =head2 v5.20.3 - Elias Lönnrot, trans. Keith Bosley, "The Kalevala", Canto 42: Stealing the Sampo
1385 L<Announced on 2015-09-12 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2015/09/msg230945.html>
1387 Steady old Väinämöinen
1388 uttered a word and spoke thus:
1389 'No lilting on the waters
1390 and no singing on the waves!
1393 Precious day would pass and night
1394 would overtake us midway
1395 on these wide waters
1396 upon these vast waves.'
1398 The wanton Lemminkäinen
1399 uttered a word and spoke thus:
1400 'The time will pass anyway
1401 the fair day will flee
1402 and the night will come panting
1403 and the twilight will steal in
1404 if you don't sing while you live
1405 nor hum in this world.'
1407 =head2 v5.20.3-RC2 - Anon., trans. Malcolm C. Lyons, "The Story of Abu Muhammad the Idle and the Marvels He Encountered with the Ape As Well As the Marvels of the Seas and Islands", from "Tales of the Marvellous and News of the Strange"
1409 L<Announced on 2015-08-29 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2015/08/msg230544.html>
1411 'I fled from Basra, sad and tearful, with no idea where I was going,
1412 and I was reciting these lines:
1414 The pain of parting makes me melt away,
1415 As lovers do when those they love are harsh.
1416 I wonder at the patience that I showed
1417 When I had lost my love, for that was wonderful.
1418 Beloved, do you know that since you left,
1419 I have remained confused in misery.
1421 I then heard a voice that said: "Damn you, have you no fear of
1422 Almighty God that you hand over a girl to an unbelieving 'ifrit?" I
1423 walked for a time amongst the palm-trees until I caught sight of a
1424 person, whom I approached. When I asked him who he was he said: "I
1425 am one of the jinn who were converted to Islam at the hands of 'Ali
1426 ibn Abi Talib, may God ennoble him." "How can I get to my wife?" I
1427 asked him, and he said: "Wretched fellow, you had a bird which you
1428 allowed to fly away and now you want to fly after it." But he
1429 added: "Follow this road with God's blessing all night until dawn
1430 and then by the shore you will see a huge cave in which there is an
1431 idol made of white stone. You must drink of the water that there is
1432 coming out of the cave and smear your face with its mud. Stay there
1433 and a barge will pass you as you stand opposite the statue. Various
1434 different creatures will emerge, heads without bodies and bodies
1435 without heads, and they will prostrate themselves in adoration to
1436 the idol rather than to Almighty God. When you see that, embark on
1437 the barge and cross to the other bank and walk along it until
1438 sunset. On a high point you will see a castle built of bricks of
1439 gold and silver. That is where your 'ifrit will be. I have now
1440 told you about this, so goodbye."
1442 =head2 v5.20.3-RC1 - Anon., trans. Malcolm C. Lyons, "The Story of Abu Muhammad the Idle and the Marvels He Encountered with the Ape As Well As the Marvels of the Seas and Islands", from "Tales of the Marvellous and News of the Strange"
1444 L<Announced on 2015-08-22 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2015/08/msg230359.html>
1446 'On the night of the wedding the ape came to sit in front of me and
1447 asked me what I intended to do. "Whatever you tell me," I replied,
1448 and he said: "Take care not to covet the girl, or I shall come back
1449 and burn you up and leave you as a lesson for those who can learn."
1450 I agreed to this and when evening came I found the world full of
1451 candles and torches burning in holders of gold and silver. There
1452 were servants and serving girls, and everyone who saw me
1453 congratulated me on my good fortune, as there was no girl on the
1454 face of the earth more beautiful than my bride.
1456 'Next morning I went out to the market, and people went in and asked
1457 her how the night had been. "He never looked up at me," she told
1458 them. Then, when it was afternoon, I went to my house, where the
1459 ape was sitting by the door. "Tell me what you did," it said, and I
1460 told it: "By God, I did not learn and do not know whether this was a
1461 man or a girl." "That's what I want," it said.
1463 'On the second night my bride was brought to me, after which the
1464 servants left her and went away. She fell asleep, and, while she
1465 was sleeping, I killed the cock, wrapped it in the cloth and put the
1466 four poles from the couch over it. Suddenly there was a huge crash
1467 like a peal of thunder and a fiery 'ifrit swooped on the girl. I
1468 fainted at the sight and when I recovered I heard a voice saying:
1469 "By the Lord of the Ka'ba, the girl has been carried off!" and there
1470 was a sound like the rustling of wind and bitter weeping. At this I
1471 shed tears, struck my head and was filled with regret when it was no
1472 longer of any use, for to me the whole world was worth no more than
1475 =head2 v5.20.2 - Jonathan "Jonti" Picking, L<"Magical Trevor"|http://www.weebls-stuff.com/other-toons/video/magical-trevor.html>
1477 L<Announced on 2015-02-14 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2015/02/msg225777.html>
1479 Everyone loves Magical Trevor,
1480 'Cos the tricks that he does are ever so clever;
1481 Look at him now, disappearin' the cow,
1482 Where is the cow hidden right now?
1484 Taking a bow, it's Magical Trevor,
1485 Everybody's seen that the trick is clever;
1486 Look at him there with his leathery, leathery whip!
1487 It's made of magic, and with a little flip--
1489 Yeah, yeah, yeah, the cow is back,
1490 Yeah, yeah, yeah, the cow is back;
1491 Back, back, back from his magical journey,
1494 What did he see in the parallel dimension?
1495 He saw beans, lots of beans, lots of beans, lots of beans;
1496 Oh, beans, lots of beans, lots of beans, lots of beans,
1499 =head2 v5.20.2-RC1 - Jonathan "Jonti" Picking, L<"Scampi"|http://www.weebls-stuff.com/other-toons/video/scampi.html>
1501 L<Announced on 2015-02-01 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2015/02/msg225273.html>
1504 I've seen them with my eyes;
1506 They're often in disguise.
1508 Like carrots, handbags, cheese, toilets,
1509 Russians, planets, hamsters, weddings,
1510 Poets, Stalin, Kuala Lumpur!
1511 Pygmies, budgies, Kuala Lumpur!
1514 I've seen them with my eyes;
1516 They're often in disguise.
1518 Like carrots, handbags, cheese...
1520 =head2 v5.20.1 - Lorenzo da Ponte, trans. Diana Reed, "Così fan tutte"
1522 L<Announced on 2014-09-14 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2014/09/msg219789.html>
1524 DORABELLA (as if waking from a daze): Where are they?
1525 DON ALFONSO: They've gone.
1526 FIORDILIGI: Oh, the cruel bitterness of parting!
1529 Take heart, my dearest children.
1530 Look, in the distance, your lovers are waving to you.
1532 FIORDILIGI: Bon voyage, my darling!
1533 DORABELLA: Bon voyage!
1536 O heavens! How swiftly the ship is sailing away!
1537 It is disappearing already!
1538 It is no longer in sight!
1539 Oh, may heaven grant it a prosperous voyage!
1541 DORABELLA: May good luck attend it to the battlefield!
1542 DON ALFONSO: And may your sweethearts and my friends be safe!
1544 FIORDILIGI, DORABELLA, DON ALFONSO:
1545 May the wind be gentle,
1546 may the sea be calm,
1547 and may the elements
1551 =head2 v5.20.1-RC2 - Lorenzo da Ponte, trans. William Weaver, "Così fan tutte"
1553 L<Announced on 2014-09-07 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2014/09/msg219446.html>
1556 Oh God, I feel that this foot of mine
1557 is reluctant to come before her.
1564 The hero displays his manliness
1565 in the most terrible moments.
1567 FIORDILIGI, DORABELLA:
1568 Now that we have heard the news,
1569 you have the lesser duty:
1570 Take heart, and plunge your swords
1571 into both our hearts.
1573 FERRANDO, GUGLIELMO:
1575 that I must abandon you.
1577 DORABELLA: Ah no, you shall not leave...
1578 FIORDILIGI: No, cruel one, you shall not go...
1579 DORABELLA: First I want to tear out my heart.
1580 FIORDILIGI: First I want to die at your feet.
1581 FERRANDO (softly to Don Alfonso): What do you say to that?
1582 GUGLIELMO (softly to Don Alfonso): You realise?
1583 DON ALFONSO (softly): Steady, friend, finem lauda.
1586 Thus destiny defrauds
1587 the hopes of mortals.
1588 Ah, among so many misfortunes,
1589 who can ever love life?
1591 =head2 v5.20.1-RC1 - Lorenzo da Ponte, trans. William Weaver, "Così fan tutte"
1593 L<Announced on 2014-08-25 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2014/08/msg218975.html>
1596 I'd like to speak, but I haven't the heart:
1598 My voice cannot emerge,
1599 but remains in my throat.
1600 What will you do? What shall I do?
1601 Oh what a great catastrophe!
1602 There can be nothing worse.
1603 I feel pity for you and for them.
1605 FIORDILIGI: Heavens! For mercy's sake, Signor Alfonso, don't make us
1607 DON ALFONSO: My children, you must arm yourselves with constancy.
1608 DORABELLA: Ye Gods! What evil has occurred? What horrible event? Is my
1610 FIORDILIGI: Is mine dead?
1611 DON ALFONSO: They are not dead, but they are not far from it.
1615 DON ALFONSO: Nor that.
1616 FIORDILIGI: What, then?
1617 DON ALFONSO: A royal command summons them to the field of battle.
1618 FIORDILIGI, DORABELLA: Alas, what do I hear? And they will leave?
1619 DON ALFONSO: Immediately.
1620 DORABELLA: And there is no way of preventing it?
1621 DON ALFONSO: There is none.
1622 FIORDILIGI: And not even a single farewell...
1623 DON ALFONSO: The unhappy men haven't the courage to see you; but if
1624 you wish it, they are ready...
1625 DORABELLA: Where are they?
1626 DON ALFONSO: Come in, friends.
1628 =head2 v5.20.0 - William Shakespeare, Sonnet 18
1630 L<Announced on 2014-05-27 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2014/05/msg215815.html>
1632 But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
1633 Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
1634 Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
1635 When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st:
1636 So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
1637 So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
1639 =head2 v5.20.0-RC1 - Lindsey Buckingham, "Second Hand News"
1641 L<Announced on 2014-05-17 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2014/05/msg215479.html>
1645 Won't you lay me down in tall grass
1646 And let me do my stuff
1648 =head2 v5.19.11 - Isidore-Lucien Ducasse [as "Comte de Lautréamont"], trans. Paul Knight, "Les Chants de Maldoror"
1650 L<Announced on 2014-04-20 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2014/04/msg214580.html>
1652 O rigorous mathematics, I have not forgotten you since your wise lessons,
1653 sweeter than honey, filtered into my heart like a refreshing wave.
1654 Instinctively, from the cradle, I had longed to drink from your source, older
1655 than the sun, and I continue to tread the sacred sanctuary of your solemn
1656 temple, I, the most faithful of your devotees. There was a vagueness in my
1657 mind, something thick as smoke; but I managed to mount the steps which lead to
1658 your altar, and you drove away this dark veil, as the wind blows the
1659 draught-board. You replaced it with excessive coldness, consummate prudence and
1660 implacable logic. With the aid of your fortifying milk, my intellect developed
1661 rapidly and took on immense proportions amid the ravishing lucidity which you
1662 bestow as a gift on all those who sincerely love you. Arithmetic! Algebra!
1663 Geometry! Awe-inspiring trinity! Luminous triangle! He who has not known you
1666 =head2 v5.19.10 - John Chadwick, "The Decipherment of Linear B"
1668 L<Announced on 2014-03-20 by Aaron Crane|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2014/03/msg213851.html>
1670 The urge to discover secrets is deeply ingrained in human nature; even
1671 the least curious mind is roused by the promise of sharing knowledge
1672 withheld from others. Some are fortunate enough to find a job which
1673 consists in the solution of mysteries, whether it be the physicist who
1674 tracks down a hitherto unknown nuclear particle or the policeman who
1675 detects a criminal. But most of us are driven to sublimate this urge
1676 by the solving of artificial puzzles devised for our entertainment.
1678 =head2 v5.19.9 - R. A. MacAvoy, "Tea with the Black Dragon"
1680 L<Announced on 2014-02-20 by Tony Cook|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2014/02/msg213047.html>
1682 Old hands. The smell of rain--the smell of Ch'an. Quiet words in
1683 rough Cantonese. "I am not to be your master. Your master has to be
1684 stronger than you are--has to tell you you are a fool and make you
1685 know it. And make you feel content in being a fool. How could I do
1686 that for you? I'm old. You are too strong for me; you are full of
1687 chi." The old man has paused then, huddled against the wind while
1688 clouds thickened above them.
1690 "I will tell you this, Long," he continued, "Before you find yourself
1691 you will lose your chi. Also you will leave behind you all pride of
1692 body, pride of mind. You will be reduced. Like me." The old man
1693 closed his eyes, and rain began to beat against his gray, crew-cut
1694 hair. He pulled his coat closer. Suddenly his eyes snapped open and
1695 he looked Long in the face.
1697 "You must leave China. Go across the ocean. There you will meet your
1698 master." He set down his teacup with a palsied hand. His voice rose,
1701 "I tell you this, most honored and impressive visitor. You are a
1702 fool, yes, but you will find the very thing you seek. You will find
1705 =head2 v5.19.8 - Joseph Heller, "Catch-22"
1707 L<Announced on 2014-01-20 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2014/01/msg211729.html>
1709 “I used to get a big kick out of saving people’s lives. Now I wonder what the
1710 hell’s the point, since they all have to die anyway.”
1712 “Oh, there’s a point, all right,” Dunbar assured him.
1714 “Is there? What is the point?”
1716 “The point is to keep them from dying for as long as you can.”
1718 “Yeah, but what’s the point, since they all have to die anyway?”
1720 “The trick is not to think about that.”
1722 “Never mind the trick. What the hell’s the point?”
1724 Dunbar pondered in silence for a few moments. “Who the hell knows?”
1726 =head2 v5.19.7 - Kurt Vonnegut, "Slaughterhouse-Five"
1728 L<Announced on 2013-12-20 by Abigail|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2013/12/msg210882.html>
1730 And somewhere in there was springtime. The corpse mines were closed
1731 down. The soldiers all left to fight the Russians. In the suburbs,
1732 the women and children dug rifle pits. Billy and the rest of his group
1733 were locked up in the stable in the suburbs. And then, one morning,
1734 they got up to discover that the door was unlocked. World War Two in
1737 Billy and the rest wandered out onto the shady street. The trees were
1738 leafing out. There was nothing going on out there, no traffic of any
1739 kind. There was only one vehicle, an abandoned wagon drawn by two
1740 horses. The wagon was green and coffin-shaped.
1744 One bird said to Billy Pilgrim, "Pee-tee-weet?"
1746 =head2 v5.19.6 - Monty Python's Flying Circus, "Spam"
1748 L<Announced on 2013-11-20 by Chris 'BinGOs' Williams|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2013/11/msg210043.html>
1750 Interior: cheap cafe. All the customers are Vikings. Mr and Mrs Bun enter downwards (on wires).
1754 Mr. Bun: What have you got, then?
1755 Waitress: Well there's egg and bacon; egg, sausage and bacon; egg and spam; egg, bacon and spam;
1756 egg, bacon, sausage and spam; spam, bacon, sausage and spam; spam, egg, spam, spam, bacon and spam;
1757 spam, spam, spam, egg and spam; spam, spam, spam, spam, spam, spam, baked beans, spam, spam, spam and spam;
1758 or lobster thermidor aux crevettes, with a mornay sauce garnished with truffle pate, brandy and a fried
1760 Mrs. Bun: Have you got anything without spam in it?
1761 Waitress: Well, there's spam, egg, sausage and spam. That's not got MUCH spam in it.
1762 Mrs. Bun: I don't want ANY spam.
1763 Mr. Bun: Why can't she have egg, bacon, spam and sausage?
1764 Mrs. Bun: That's got spam in it!
1765 Mr. Bun: Not as much as spam, egg, sausage and spam.
1766 Mrs. Bun: Look, could I have egg, bacon, spam and sausage, without the spam.
1767 Waitress: Uuuuuuggggh!
1768 Mrs. Bun: What d'you mean, uugggh! I don't like spam.
1769 Vikings: (singing) Spam, spam, spam, spam, spam ... spam, spam, spam, spam ... lovely spam, wonderful spam ...
1771 (Brief shot of a Viking ship)
1773 Waitress: Shut up. Shut up! Shut up! You can't have egg, bacon, spam and sausage without the spam.
1775 Waitress: No, it wouldn't be egg, bacon, spam and sausage, would it?
1776 Mrs. Bun: I don't like spam!
1778 =head2 v5.19.5 - Charles Baudelaire, trans. James McGowan, "The Flowers of Evil", 51. The Cat
1780 L<Announced on 2013-10-20 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2013/10/msg208752.html>
1784 A cat is strolling through my mind
1785 Acting as though he owned the place,
1786 A lovely cat -- strong, charming, sweet.
1787 When he meows, one scarcely hears,
1789 So tender and discreet his tone;
1790 But whether he should growl or purr
1791 His voice is always rich and deep.
1792 That is the secret of his charm.
1794 This purling voice that filters down
1795 Into my darkest depths of soul
1796 Fulfils me like a balanced verse,
1797 Delights me as a potion would.
1799 It puts to sleep the cruellest ills
1800 And keeps a rein on ecstasies --
1801 Without the need for any words
1802 It can pronounce the longest phrase.
1804 Oh no, there is no bow that draws
1805 Across my heart, fine instrument,
1806 And makes to sing so royally
1807 The strongest and the purest chord,
1809 More than your voice, mysterious cat,
1810 Exotic cat, seraphic cat,
1811 In whom all is, angelically,
1812 As subtle as harmonious.
1816 From his soft fur, golden and brown,
1817 Goes out so sweet a scent, one night
1818 I might have been embalmed in it
1819 By giving him one little pet.
1821 He is my household's guardian soul;
1822 He judges, he presides, inspires
1823 All matters in hos royal realm;
1824 Might he be fairy? or a god?
1826 When my eyes, to this cat I love
1827 Drawn as by a magnet's force,
1828 Turn tamely back from that appeal,
1829 And when I look within myself,
1831 I notice with astonishment
1832 The fire of his opal eyes,
1833 Clear beacons glowing, living jewels,
1834 Taking my measure, steadily.
1836 =head2 v5.19.4 - Washington Irving, "The Widow and Her Son"
1838 L<Announced on 2013-09-20 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2013/09/msg207969.html>
1840 There is something in sickness that breaks down the pride of manhood;
1841 that softens the heart and brings it back to the feelings of infancy.
1842 Who that has languished, even in advanced life, in sickness and
1843 despondency — who that has pined on a weary bed in the neglect and
1844 loneliness of a foreign land — but has thought on the mother "that
1845 looked on his childhood," that smoothed his pillow and administered to
1846 his helplessness. — Oh! there is an enduring tenderness in the love
1847 of a mother to her son that transcends all other affections of the
1848 heart. It is neither to be chilled by selfishness — nor daunted by
1849 danger — nor weakened by worthlessness — nor stifled by ingratitude.
1850 She will sacrifice every comfort to his convenience — she will
1851 surrender every pleasure to his enjoyment — she will glory in his fame
1852 and exult in his prosperity. And if misfortune overtake him he will
1853 be the dearer to her from misfortune — and if disgrace settle upon his
1854 name, she will still love and cherish him in spite of his disgrace —
1855 and if all the world beside cast him off, she will be all the world to
1858 =head2 v5.19.3 - Andrew Hodges, "Alan Turing: The Enigma"
1860 L<Announced on 2013-08-20 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2013/08/msg206318.html>
1862 E.M. Forster, outdoing the King's heresy with grand bravura, had
1863 written in 1938 that if he were faced with the choice between
1864 betraying his country and betraying his friends, he hoped he would
1865 have the courage to betray his country. He would always put the
1866 personal above the political. But for Alan Turing, unlike Forster, or
1867 Wittgenstein, or G.H. Hardy, it was more than a theoretical question.
1868 For him not only had the personal become the political, but the
1869 political was the personal. He had chosen and promised for himself in
1870 working for the government. The choice for him therefore was that
1871 between betraying one part of himself and betraying another part. And
1872 however much he wavered between these alternatives, there was a solid
1873 logic to the mind of security, one that could not be expected to take
1874 an interest in notions of freedom and development. He had no rights
1875 to such things, as he would have had to admit. He might have
1876 outwitted the Home Guard, but when it came to questions that mattered,
1877 there was no doubt that he had placed himself under military law.
1878 There was a war on; there was always a war on now.
1880 =head2 v5.19.2 - Fred Brooks, "The Mythical Man-Month"
1882 L<Announced on 2013-07-22 by Aristotle Pagaltzis|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2013/07/msg204905.html>
1884 The magic of myth and legend has come true in our time. One types the
1885 correct incantation on a keyboard, and a display screen comes to life,
1886 showing things that never were nor could be. [...] Not all is delight,
1887 however [...] One must perform perfectly. The computer resembles the
1888 magic of legend in this respect, too. If one character, one pause, of
1889 the incantation is not strictly in proper form, the magic doesn't work.
1891 =head2 v5.19.1 - William Shakespeare, "A Midsummer Night's Dream"
1893 L<Announced on 2013-06-21 by David Golden|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2013/06/msg203449.html>
1895 Over hill, over dale,
1896 Thorough bush, thorough briar,
1897 Over park, over pale,
1898 Thorough flood, thorough fire,
1899 I do wander everywhere,
1900 Swifter than the moon's sphere;
1901 And I serve the fairy queen,
1902 To dew her orbs upon the green.
1903 The cowslips tall her pensioners be;
1904 In their gold coats, spots you see;
1905 Those be rubies, fairy favours,
1906 In their freckles live our savours.
1907 I must go seek some dew-drops here,
1908 And hang a perl in every cowslip's ear.
1909 Farewell, thou lob of spirits, I'll be gone;
1910 My queen and all her elves come here anon!
1912 =head2 v5.19.0 - Batman, of the Joker, in "The Dark Knight Returns"
1914 L<Announced on 2013-05-20 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2013/05/msg201980.html>
1916 From the beginning, I knew…
1917 …that there was nothing wrong with you…
1921 =head2 v5.18.4 - Robert W. Chambers, Cassilda's Song in "The King in Yellow," Act I, Scene 2
1923 L<Announced on 2014-10-01 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2014/10/msg220770.html>
1925 Along the shore the cloud waves break,
1926 The twin suns sink beneath the lake,
1927 The shadows lengthen
1930 Strange is the night where black stars rise,
1931 And strange moons circle through the skies
1932 But stranger still is
1935 Songs that the Hyades shall sing,
1936 Where flap the tatters of the King,
1940 Song of my soul, my voice is dead;
1941 Die thou, unsung, as tears unshed
1942 Shall dry and die in
1945 =head2 v5.18.3 - (no epigraph)
1949 =head2 v5.18.3-RC2 - Robert W. Chambers, "The King in Yellow", Act I, Scene 2
1951 L<Announced on 2014-09-27 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2014/09/msg220613.html>
1953 "Ah! I see it now!" I shrieked. "You have seized the throne and the
1954 empire. Woe! woe to you who are crowned with the crown of the King in
1957 =head2 v5.18.3-RC1 - Robert W. Chambers, "The King in Yellow", Act I, Scene 2
1959 L<Announced on 2014-09-17 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2014/09/msg220072.html>
1961 CAMILLA: You, sir, should unmask.
1965 CASSILDA: Indeed it's time. We all have laid aside disguise but you.
1967 STRANGER: I wear no mask.
1969 CAMILLA: (Terrified, aside to Cassilda.) No mask? No mask!
1971 =head2 v5.18.2 - Miss Manners
1973 L<Announced on 2014-01-06 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2014/01/msg211224.html>
1975 One of the major mistakes people make is that they think manners are
1976 only the expression of happy ideas. There's a whole range of behavior
1977 that can be expressed in a mannerly way. That's what civilization is all
1978 about – doing it in a mannerly and not an antagonistic way. One of the
1979 places we went wrong was the naturalistic Rousseauean movement of the
1980 Sixties in which people said, "Why can't you just say what's on your
1981 mind?" In civilization there have to be some restraints. If we followed
1982 every impulse, we'd be killing one another.
1984 =head2 v5.18.1 - Chuck Moore
1986 L<Announced on 2013-08-12 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2013/08/msg205897.html>
1988 The operating system is another concept that is curious. Operating
1989 systems are dauntingly complex and totally unnecessary. It’s a brilliant
1990 thing that Bill Gates has done in selling the world on the notion of
1991 operating systems. It’s probably the greatest con game the world has
1994 An operating system does absolutely nothing for you. As long as you had
1995 something — a subroutine called disk driver, a subroutine called some
1996 kind of communication support, in the modern world, it doesn’t do
1997 anything else. In fact, Windows spends a lot of time with overlays and
1998 disk management all stuff like that which are irrelevant. You’ve got
1999 gigabyte disks; you’ve got megabyte RAMs. The world has changed in a way
2000 that renders the operating system unnecessary.
2002 =head2 v5.18.1-RC1 - Chuck Moore
2004 L<Announced on 2013-08-02 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2013/08/msg205445.html>
2006 Compilers are probably the worst code ever written. They are written by
2007 someone who has never written a compiler before and will never do so
2008 again. The more elaborate the language, the more complex, bug-ridden,
2009 and unusable is the compiler. But a simple compiler for a simple
2010 language is an essential tool—if only for documentation.
2012 =head2 v5.18.0 - Yevgeny Zamyatin
2014 L<Announced on 2013-05-18 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2013/05/msg201940.html>
2016 It is an error to divide people into the living and the dead: there are people
2017 who are dead-alive, and people who are alive-alive. The dead-alive also write,
2018 walk, speak, act. But they make no mistakes; only machines make no mistakes,
2019 and they produce only dead things. The alive-alive are constantly in error, in
2020 search, in questions, in torment.
2022 =head2 v5.18.0-RC4 - Joseph Heller, "Catch-22"
2024 L<Announced on 2013-05-16 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2013/05/msg201889.html>
2026 Clevinger was dead. That was the basic flaw in his philosophy.
2028 =head2 v5.18.0-RC3 - Tom Waits, "The Ocean Doesn't Want Me"
2030 L<Announced on 2013-05-14 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2013/05/msg201823.html>
2032 I'd love to go drowning
2033 And to stay and to stay
2034 But the ocean doesn't want me today
2035 I'll go in up to here
2036 It can't possibly hurt
2037 All they will find is my beer
2040 =head2 v5.18.0-RC2 - Tom Waits, "Earth Died Screaming"
2042 L<Announced on 2013-05-12 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2013/05/msg201723.html>
2044 And the great day of wrath has come
2045 And here's mud in your big red eye
2046 The poker's in the fire
2047 And the locusts take the sky
2048 And the earth died screaming
2049 While I lay dreaming of you
2051 =head2 v5.18.0-RC1 - Tom Waits, "What's He Building in There?"
2053 L<Announced on 2013-05-11 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2013/05/msg201651.html>
2055 What's he building in there?
2057 We have a right to know…
2059 =head2 v5.17.11 - Nigel Tufnel in "This is Spın̈al Tap"
2061 L<Announced on 2013-04-20 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2013/04/msg201056.html>
2063 It's very special because, if you can see, the numbers all go to…
2064 eleven! Look, right across the board: eleven, eleven, eleven, eleven!
2066 =head2 v5.17.10 - Vernor Vinge, "A Fire Upon The Deep"
2068 L<Announced on 2013-03-23 by Max Maischein|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2013/03/msg200504.html>
2070 The archive informed the automation. Data structures were built, recipes
2071 followed. A local network was built, faster than anything on Straum, but surely
2072 safe. Nodes were added, modified by other recipes. The archive was a friendly
2073 place, with hierarchies of translation keys that led them along. Straum itself
2074 would be famous for this.
2076 Six months passed. A year.
2078 The omniscient view. Not self-aware really. Self-awareness is much over-rated.
2079 Most automation works far better as a part of a whole, and even if human-
2080 powerful, it does not need to self-know.
2082 =head2 v5.17.9 - Douglas Adams, "The Hitch-Hikers Guide to the Galaxy"
2084 L<Announced on 2013-02-20 by Chris 'BinGOs' Williams|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2013/02/msg199115.html>
2086 Vogon poetry is of course, the third worst in the universe.
2087 The second worst is that of the Azgoths of Kria. During a
2088 recitation by their poet master Grunthos the Flatulent of
2089 his poem 'Ode To A Small Lump of Green Putty I Found In My
2090 Armpit One Midsummer Morning' four of his audience died
2091 of internal haemorrhaging and the president of the
2092 Mid-Galactic Arts Nobbling Council survived by gnawing one
2093 of his own legs off. Grunthos is reported to have been
2094 'disappointed' by the poem's reception, and was about to
2095 embark on a reading of his twelve-book epic entitled
2096 'My Favourite Bathtime Gurgles' when his own major intestine,
2097 in a desperate attempt to save life and civilisation,
2098 leapt straight up through his neck and throttled his brain.
2100 The very worst poetry of all perished along with its creator
2101 Paula Nancy Millstone Jennings of Greenbridge, Essex, England,
2102 in the destruction of the planet Earth.
2104 =head2 v5.17.8 - Iain Pears, "An Instance of the Fingerpost"
2106 L<Announced on 2013-01-20 by Aaron Crane|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2013/01/msg197571.html>
2108 I must here declare myself as someone who does not for a moment subscribe to
2109 the general view that a willingness to perform oneself is detrimental to the
2110 dignity of experimental philosophy. There is, after all, a clear distinction
2111 between labour carried out for financial reward, and that done for the
2112 improvement of mankind: to put it another way, Lower as a philosopher was
2113 fully my equal even if he fell away when he became the practising physician.
2114 I think ridiculous of certain professors of anatomy, who find it beneath
2115 them to pick up the knife themselves, but merely comment while hired hands
2116 do the cutting. Sylvius would never have dreamt of sitting on a dais reading
2117 from an authority while others cut — when he taught, the knife was
2118 in his hand and the blood spattered his coat. Boyle also did not scruple to
2119 perform his own experiments and, on one occasion in my presence, even showed
2120 himself willing to anatomise a rat with his very own hands. Nor was he less
2121 a gentleman when he had finished. Indeed, in my opinion, his stature was all
2122 the greater, for in Boyle wealth, humility and curiosity mingled, and the
2123 world is richer for it.
2125 =head2 v5.17.7 - R. Scott Bakker, "The Darkness That Comes Before"
2127 L<Announced on 2012-12-18 by Dave Rolsky|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2012/12/msg196707.html>
2131 The boy extinguished. Only a place.
2135 Motionless, the Pragma sat facing him, the bare soles of his feet flat against each other, his dark frock scored by the shadows of deep folds, his eyes as empty as the child they watched.
2137 A place without breath or sound. A place of sight alone. A place without before or after . . . almost.
2139 For the first lances of sunlight careered over the glacier, as ponderous as great tree limbs in the wind. Shadows hardened and light gleamed across the Pragma’s ancient skull.
2141 The old man’s left hand forsook his right sleeve, bearing a watery knife. And like a rope in water, his arm pitched outward, fingertips trailing across the blade as the knife swung languidly into the air, the sun skating and the dark shrine plunging across its mirror back . . .
2143 And the place where Kellhus had once existed extended an open hand—the blond hairs like luminous filaments against tanned skin—and grasped the knife from stunned space.
2145 The slap of pommel against palm triggered the collapse of place into little boy. The pale stench of his body. Breath, sound, and lurching thoughts.
2147 I have been legion . . .
2149 In his periphery, he could see the spike of the sun ease from the mountain. He felt drunk with exhaustion. In the recoil of his trance, it seemed all he could hear were the twigs arching and bobbing in the wind, pulled by leaves like a million sails no bigger than his hand. Cause everywhere, but amid countless minute happenings—diffuse, useless.
2153 =head2 v5.17.6 - Kurt Vonnegut, "The Sirens of Titan"
2155 L<Announced on 2012-11-20 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2012/11/msg195659.html>
2157 Beatrice, looking like a gypsy queen, smoldered at the foot of a statue
2158 of a young physical student. At first glance, the laboratory-gowned
2159 scientist seemed to be a perfect servant of nothing but truth. At first
2160 glance, one was convinced that nothing but truth could please him as he
2161 beamed at his test tube. At first glance, one thought that he was as
2162 much above the beastly concerns of mankind as the harmoniums in the
2163 caves of Mercury. There, at first glance, was a young man without
2164 vanity, without lust — and one accepted at its face value the title Salo
2165 had engraved on the statue, "Discovery of Atomic Power."
2167 =head2 v5.17.5 - Charles Stross, "Singularity Sky"
2169 L<Announced on 2012-10-20 by Florian Ragwitz|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2012/10/msg194349.html>
2171 Neither of them noticed the pair of polka-dotted knickers hiding
2172 behind the ventilation duct overhead, listening patiently and
2173 recording everything.
2175 =head2 v5.17.4 - Roald Dahl, "Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf"
2177 L<Announced on 2012-09-19 by Florian Ragwitz|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2012/09/msg192635.html>
2179 The small girl smiles. One eyelid flickers.
2180 She whips a pistol from her knickers.
2181 She aims it at the creature's head,
2182 And bang bang bang, she shoots him dead.
2184 A few weeks later, in the wood,
2185 I came across Miss Riding Hood.
2186 But what a change! No cloak of red,
2187 No silly hood upon her head.
2188 She said, "Hello, and do please note
2189 My lovely furry wolfskin coat."
2191 =head2 v5.17.3 - Kris Ta-belle, "Smoked Perl Onion Soup"
2193 L<Announced on 2012-08-20 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2012/08/msg190775.html>
2197 Cut 16 Perl Onions into quarters and put them in a grill smoker rack
2198 or a perforated pan over a BBQ using hickory wood chips or Special
2199 Blend Smoker Bisquettes. Smoke them for an hour and remove once they
2201 Let them cool and put them in the fridge (or freezer) until you are
2202 ready to create the soup.
2206 16 diced, pre-smoked, Perl Onions
2209 2 small garlic cloves, finely minced
2212 black pepper to taste
2214 1/4 cup all purpose flour
2215 6 cups of beef or vegetable stock
2216 1 cup of thick cream (milk can be used as a substitute)
2220 Melt the butter in a pan and then add olive oil.
2221 Heat and add the onions to caramelize over a medium-high heat for up
2223 Add the garlic, turn down the heat and cook for a further 5 minutes.
2224 Add the salt, pepper and sugar.
2225 Now add the red wine and reduce to a jam like consistency.
2226 Add the flour, stir well and add the stock a cup at a time.
2227 Simmer for 30 minutes, add the cream and heat to almost boiling.
2231 =head2 v5.17.2 - Terry Pratchet, "The Colour of Magic"
2233 L<Announced on 2012-07-21 by TonyC|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2012/07/msg189828.html>
2235 ‘I knew it,’ said Rincewind. ‘We're in a strong magical field.’
2237 Twoflower and Hrun looked around the little hollow where they had made
2238 their noonday halt. Then they looked at each other.
2240 The horses were quietly cropping the rich grass by the stream. Yellow
2241 butterflies skittered among the bushes. There was a smell of thyme
2242 and a buzzing of bees. The wild pigs on the spit sizzled gently.
2244 Hrun shrugged and went back to oiling his biceps. They gleamed.
2246 ‘Looks alright to me,’ he said.
2248 ‘Try tossing a coin,’ said Rincewind.
2252 ‘Go on. Toss a coin.’
2254 ‘Hokay,’ said Hrun. 'If that gives you any pleasure.’ He reached into
2255 his pouch and withdrew a handful of loose change plundered from a
2256 dozen realms. With some care he selected a Zchloty leaden
2257 quarter-iotum and balanced it on a purple thumbnail.
2259 ‘You call,’ he said. ‘Heads or—’ he inspected the obverse with
2260 an air of intense concentration, ‘some sort of a fish with legs.’
2262 ‘When it's in the air,’ said Rincewind. Hrun grinned and flicked his thumb.
2264 The iotum rose, spinning.
2266 ‘Edge,’ said Rincewind, without looking at it.
2268 =head2 v5.17.1 - Rand Miller, "Myst: The Book of Ti'ana"
2270 L<Announced on 2012-06-20 by doy|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2012/06/msg188354.html>
2272 On their return from Ko'ah, Aitrus had shown her the Book, patiently
2273 taking her through page after page, and showing her how such an Age was
2274 "made." She had seen at once the differences between this archaic form
2275 and the ordinary written speech of the D'ni, noting how it was not
2276 merely more elaborate but more specific: a language of precise yet
2277 subtle descriptive power. Yet seeing was one thing, believing another.
2278 Given all the evidence, her rational mind still fought against accepting
2281 =head2 v5.17.0 - Charles Stross, "Singularity Sky"
2283 L<Announced on 2012-05-26 by Zefram|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2012/05/msg187214.html>
2285 `Welcome, comrades!' Burya opened his arms toward the soldier.
2286 `Yes it is true! With help from our allies of the Festival, the iron
2287 hand of the reactionary junta is about to be overthrown for all time!
2288 The new economy is being born; the marginal cost of production has
2289 been abolished, and from now on, if any item is produced once, it can
2290 be replicated infinitely. From each according to his imagination,
2291 to each according to his needs! Join us or better still, bring your
2292 fellow soldiers and workers to join us!'
2294 There was a sharp bang from the roof of the Corn Exchange, right at the
2295 climax of his impromptu speech; heads turned in alarm. Something had
2296 broken inside the spork factory and a stream of rainbow-hued plastic
2297 implements fountained toward the sky and clattered to the cobblestones
2298 on every side, like a harbinger of the postindustrial society to come.
2299 Workers and peasants alike stared in open-mouthed bewilderment at this
2300 astounding display of productivity, then bent to scrabble in the muck
2301 for the brightly colored sporks of revolution. A volley of shots rang
2302 out and Burya Rubenstein raised his hands, grinning wildly, to accept
2303 the salute of the soldiers from the Skull Hill garrison.
2305 =head2 v5.16.3 - Devo, "Freedom of Choice"
2307 L<Announced on 2013-03-11 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2013/03/msg200009.html>
2309 A victim of collision on the open sea
2310 Nobody ever said that life was free
2311 Sink, swim, go down with the ship
2312 But use your freedom of choice
2314 =head2 v5.16.2 - Stanislaw Lem, "The Cyberiad", Trurl's Machine
2316 L<Announced on 2012-11-01 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2012/11/msg194915.html>
2318 Once upon a time Trurl the constructor built an eight-story thinking
2319 machine. When it was finished, he gave it a coat of white paint,
2320 trimmed the edges in lavender, stepped back, squinted, then added a
2321 little curlicue on the front and, where one might imagine the forehead
2322 to be, a few pale orange polkadots. Extremely pleased with himself,
2323 he whistled an air and, as is always done on such occasions, asked it
2324 the ritual question of how much is two plus two.
2326 The machine stirred. Its tubes began to glow, its coils warmed up,
2327 current coursed through all its circuits like a waterfall,
2328 transformers hummed and throbbed, there was a clanging, and a
2329 chugging, and such an ungodly racket that Trurl began to think of
2330 adding a special mentation muffler. Meanwhile the machine labored on,
2331 as if it had been given the most difficult problem in the Universe to
2332 solve; the ground shook, the sand slid underfoot from the vibration,
2333 valves popped like champagne corks, the relays nearly gave way under
2334 the strain. At last, when Trurl had grown extremely impatient, the
2335 machine ground to a halt and said in a voice like thunder: SEVEN!
2337 =head2 v5.16.1 - Emerald Rose, "Never Split The Party"
2339 L<Announced on 2012-08-08 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2012/08/msg190413.html>
2341 Don't you know? You never split the party
2342 Clerics in the back to keep those fighters hale and hearty
2343 The wizard in the middle, where he can shed some light
2344 And you never let that damn thief out of sight…
2346 =head2 v5.16.1-RC1 - Tom Moldvay, Foreward to the "Dungeons & Dragons Basic Rulebook"
2348 L<Announced on 2012-08-03 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2012/08/msg190264.html>
2350 I was busy rescuing the captured maiden when the dragon showed up.
2351 Fifty feed of scaled terror glared down at us with smoldering red eyes.
2352 Tendrils of smoke drifted out from between fangs larger than daggers.
2353 The dragon blocked the only exit from the cave.
2357 I unwrapped the sword which the mysterious cleric had given me. The
2358 sword was golden-tinted steel. Its hilt was set with a rainbow
2359 collection of precious gems. I shouted my battle cry and charged
2361 My charge caught the dragon by surprise. Its titanic jaws snapped shut
2362 inches from my face. I swung the golden sword with both arms. The
2363 swordblade bit into the dragon's neck and continued through to the other
2364 side. With an earth-shaking crash, the dragon dropped dead at my feet.
2365 The magic sword had saved my life and ended the reign of the
2366 dragon-tyrant. The countryside was freed and I could return as a hero.
2368 =head2 v5.16.0 - W.H. Auden, "September 1, 1939"
2370 L<Announced on 2012-05-20 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2012/05/msg186903.html>
2372 All I have is a voice
2373 To undo the folded lie,
2374 The romantic lie in the brain
2375 Of the sensual man-in-the-street
2376 And the lie of Authority
2377 Whose buildings grope the sky:
2378 There is no such thing as the State
2379 And no one exists alone;
2380 Hunger allows no choice
2381 To the citizen or the police;
2382 We must love one another or die.
2384 =head2 v5.15.9 - Bob Dylan, "Blowin' In The Wind"
2386 L<Announced on 2012-03-20 by Abigail|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2012/03/msg184824.html>
2388 How many roads must a man walk down
2389 Before you call him a man?
2390 Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail
2391 Before she sleeps in the sand?
2392 Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannonballs fly
2393 Before they're forever banned?
2394 The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
2395 The answer is blowin' in the wind
2397 How many years can a mountain exist
2398 Before it's washed to the sea?
2399 Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist
2400 Before they're allowed to be free?
2401 Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head
2402 Pretending he just doesn't see?
2403 The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
2404 The answer is blowin' in the wind
2406 How many times must a man look up
2407 Before he can see the sky?
2408 Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have
2409 Before he can hear people cry?
2410 Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows
2411 That too many people have died?
2412 The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
2413 The answer is blowin' in the wind
2415 =head2 v5.15.8 - The KLF, "The Manual-How To Have A Number One The Easy Way"
2417 L<Announced on 2012-02-20 by Max Maischein|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2012/02/msg183919.html>
2419 "Doctor Who, hey Doctor Who
2420 Doctor Who, in the Tardis
2421 Doctor Who, hey Doctor Who
2422 Doctor Who, Doc, Doctor Who
2423 Doctor Who, Doc, Doctor Who"
2425 Gibberish of course, but every lad in the country under a certain
2426 age related instinctively to what it was about. The ones slightly
2427 older needed a couple of pints inside them to clear away the mind
2428 debris left by the passing years before it made sense. As for
2429 girls and our chorus, we think they must have seen it as pure crap.
2430 A fact that must have limited to zero our chances of staying at The
2431 Top for more than one week.
2433 Stock, Aitkin and Waterman, however, are kings of writing chorus
2434 lyrics that go straight to the emotional heart of the 7" single
2435 buying girls in this country. Their most successful records will kick
2436 into the chorus with a line which encapsulates the entire emotional
2437 meaning of the song. This will obviously be used as the title. As
2438 soon as Rick Astley hit the first line of the chorus on his debut
2439 single it was all over - the Number One position was guaranteed:
2441 "I'm never going to give you up"
2443 =head2 v5.15.7 - Penelope Lively, "The Voyage of QV66"
2445 L<Announced on 2012-01-20 by Chris 'BinGOs' Williams|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2012/01/msg182230.html>
2447 "Laboratories," announced Henry. "Kindly don't touch anything."
2449 He led us into a long low brick shed. Outside there was a
2450 notice on a piece of board, crudely printed in red paint,
2451 which said GRATE SIENCE DISCOVERYS DONE HERE SSSH! BRING YOUR
2452 OWN BUKKIT NO PINCHING ANYWUN ELSE'S EXPERRYMENTS CANTEEN OPEN
2453 ALL DAY CHIMPS ONLY.
2455 There were a lot of large black monkeys inside, all intently
2456 busy on what they were doing. Some of them were pouring stuff
2457 out of bottles into buckets and carefully stirring the ensuing
2458 mixture; others were at work with glass tubes and jars, blowing
2459 and measuring and mixing; others were crouched over long benches
2460 with tools and heaps of bits and pieces of metal, cutting and
2461 bending and constructing. There was a great deal of noise and
2462 chatter. Every now and then one of them would give a whoop of
2463 excitement and all the others would gather round and jump up and
2464 down cheering and applauding.
2466 "Chimps," said Henry. "They're awfully clever."
2468 =head2 v5.15.6 - Ursula K. Leguin, "A Wizard of Earthsea"
2470 L<Announced on 2011-12-20 by Dave Rolsky|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2011/12/msg180962.html>
2472 Ged had thought that as the prentice of a great mage he would enter at once
2473 into the mystery and mastery of power. He would understand the language of the
2474 beasts and the speech of the leaves of the forest, he thought, and sway the
2475 winds with his word, and learn to change himself into any shape he
2476 wished. Maybe he and his master would run together as stags, or fly to Re Albi
2477 over the mountain on the wings of eagles.
2479 But it was not so at all. They wandered, first down into the Vale and then
2480 gradually south and westward around the mountain, given lodging in little
2481 villages or spending the night out in the wilderness, like poor
2482 journeyman-sorcerers, or tinkers, or beggars. They entered no mysterious
2483 domain. Nothing happened. The mage's oaken staff that Ged had watched at first
2484 with eager dread was nothing but a stout staff to walk with. Three days went
2485 by and four days went by and still Ogion had not spoken a single charm in
2486 Ged's hearing, and had not taught him a single name or rune or spell.
2488 =head2 v5.15.5 - Nikolai Gogol, trans. Richard Pevear and Larissa Volokhonsky, "The Diary of a Madman"
2490 L<Announced on 2011-11-20 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2011/11/msg179588.html>
2492 This day - is a day of the greatest solemnity! Spain has a king. He has
2493 been found. I am that king. Only this very day did I learn of it. I
2494 confess, it came to me suddenly in a flash of lightning. I don't understand
2495 how I could have thought and imagined that I was a titular councillor. How
2496 could such a wild notion enter my head? It's a good thing no one thought of
2497 putting me in an insane asylum. Now everything is laid open before me. Now
2498 I see everything as on the palm of my hand. And before, I don't understand,
2499 before everything around me was in some sort of fog. And all this happens, I
2500 think, because people imagine that the human brain is in the head. Not at
2501 all: it is brought by a wind from the direction of the Caspian Sea. First
2502 off, I announced to Mavra who I am. When she heard that the king of Spain
2503 was standing before her, she clasped her hands and nearly died of fright.
2504 The stupid woman had never seen a king of Spain before. However, I
2505 endeavoured to calm her down and assured her in gracious words of my
2506 benevolence and that I was not at all angry that she sometimes polished my
2507 boots poorly. They're benighted folk. It's impossible to tell them about
2508 lofty matters. She got frightened because she's convinced that all kings of
2509 Spain are like Philip II. But I explained to her that there was no
2510 resemblance between me and Philip II, and that I didn't have a single
2511 Capuchin . . . I didn't go to the office . . . To hell with it! No friends,
2512 you won't lure me there now; I'm not going to copy your vile papers!
2514 =head2 v5.15.4 - Steve Jobs
2516 L<Announced on 2011-10-20 by Florian Ragwitz|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2011/10/msg178412.html>
2518 A lot of people in our industry haven't had very diverse experiences. So they
2519 don't have enough dots to connect, and they end up with very linear solutions
2520 without a broad perspective on the problem. The broader one's understanding of
2521 the human experience, the better design we will have.
2523 =head2 v5.15.3 - Oscar Wilde, From the preface to "The Picture of Dorian Gray"
2525 L<Announced on 2011-09-20 by Stevan Little|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2011/09/msg177427.html>
2527 All art is at once surface and symbol. Those who go beneath
2528 the surface do so at their peril. Those who read the symbol
2529 do so at their peril.
2531 It is the spectator, and not life, that art really mirrors.
2532 Diversity of opinion about a work of art shows that the
2533 work is new, complex, and vital. When critics disagree, the
2534 artist is in accord with himself.
2536 We can forgive a man for making a useful thing as long as
2537 he does not admire it. The only excuse for making a useless
2538 thing is that one admires it intensely.
2540 All art is quite useless.
2542 =head2 v5.15.2 - Rainer Maria Rilke, trans., C. F. MacIntyre, "Duino", The First Elegy
2544 L<Announced on 2011-08-20 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2011/08/msg176067.html>
2546 True, it is strange to live no more on earth,
2547 no longer follow the folkways scarecely learned;
2548 not to give roses and other especially auspicious
2549 things the significance of a human future;
2550 to be no more what one was in infinitely anxious hands,
2551 and to put aside even one's name, like a broken plaything.
2552 Strange, to wish wishes no longer. Strange, to see
2553 all that was related fluttering so loosely in space.
2554 And being dead is hard, full of catching-up,
2555 so that finally one feels a little eternity.–
2556 But the living all make the mistake of too sharp discrimination.
2557 Often angels (it's said) don't know if they move
2558 among the quick or the dead. The eternal current
2559 hurtles all ages along with it forever
2560 through both realms and drowns their voices in both.
2562 =head2 v5.15.1 - Greg Egan, "Permutation City"
2564 L<Announced on 2011-07-20 by Zefram|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2011/07/msg175014.html>
2566 Carter held out a hand towards the middle of the room. `See that
2567 fountain?' A ten-metre-wide marble wedding cake, topped with a
2568 winged cherub wrestling a serpent, duly appeared. Water cascaded
2569 down from a gushing wound in the cherub's neck. Carter said, `It's
2570 being computed by redundancies in the sketch of the city. I can
2571 extract the results, because I know exactly where to look for them --
2572 but nobody else would have a hope in hell of picking them out.'
2574 Peer walked up to the fountain. Even as he approached, he noticed
2575 that the spray was intangible; when he dipped his hand in the water
2576 around the base he felt nothing, and the motion he made with his
2577 fingers left the foaming surface unchanged. They were spying on
2578 the calculations, not interacting with them; the fountain was a
2581 Carter said, `In your case, of course, nobody will need to know
2582 the results. Except you -- and you'll know them because you'll
2585 =head2 v5.15.0 - Neil Gaiman, "The Graveyard Book"
2587 L<Announced on 2011-06-20 by David Golden|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2011/06/msg173748.html>
2589 If you dare nothing, then when the day is over, nothing is all you will have gained.
2591 =head2 v5.14.4 - Arthur C. Clarke, "The Nine Billion Names of God"
2593 L<Announced on 2013-03-11 by Dave Mitchell|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2013/03/msg199988.html>
2595 He began to sing, but gave it up after a while. This vast arena of
2596 mountains, gleaming like whitely hooded ghosts on every side, did not
2597 encourage such ebullience. Presently George glanced at his watch.
2599 'Should be there in an hour,' he called back over his shoulder to
2600 Chuck. Then he added, in an afterthought: 'Wonder if the computer's
2601 finished its run. It was due about now.'
2603 Chuck didn't reply, so George swung round in his saddle. He could just
2604 see Chuck's face, a white oval turned towards the sky.
2606 'Look,' whispered Chuck, and George lifted his eyes to heaven. (There
2607 is always a last time for everything.)
2609 Overhead, without any fuss, the stars were going out.
2611 =head2 v5.14.3 - William Shakespeare, "As You Like It"
2613 L<Announced on 2012-10-12 by Dominic Hargreaves|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2012/10/msg194057.html>
2615 The poor world is almost six thousand years old, and in all
2616 this time there was not any man died in his own person,
2617 videlicit, in a love-cause. Troilus had his brains dashed
2618 out with a Grecian club; yet he did what he could to die
2619 before, and he is one of the patterns of love. Leander, he
2620 would have lived many a fair year, though Hero had turned
2621 nun, if it had not been for a hot midsummer night; for, good
2622 youth, he went but forth to wash him in the Hellespont and
2623 being taken with the cramp was drowned and the foolish
2624 coroners of that age found it was 'Hero of Sestos.' But these
2625 are all lies: men have died from time to time and worms have
2626 eaten them, but not for love.
2628 =head2 v5.14.2 - L<< Larry Wall, January 12, 1988 <992@devvax.JPL.NASA.GOV> |http://groups.google.com/group/comp.sources.d/msg/5d17fa68c250b9b2 >>
2630 L<Announced on 2011-09-26 by Florian Ragwitz|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2011/09/msg177618.html>
2632 It's not so much that people don't value the programs after they have them--they
2633 do value them. But they're not the sort of thing that would ever catch on if
2634 they had to overcome the marketing barrier. (I don't yet know if perl will
2635 catch on at all--I'm worried enough about it that I specifically included an
2636 awk-to-perl translator just to help it catch on.) Maybe it's all just an
2637 inferiority complex. Or maybe I don't like to be mercenary.
2639 So I guess I'd say that the reason some software comes free is that the
2640 mechanism for selling it is missing, either from the work environment, or from
2641 the heart of the programmer.
2643 =head2 v5.14.1 - L<< Larry Wall, January 12, 1988 <992@devvax.JPL.NASA.GOV> |http://groups.google.com/group/comp.sources.d/msg/5d17fa68c250b9b2 >>
2645 L<Announced on 2011-06-16 by Jesse Vincent|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2011/06/msg173650.html>
2647 At this point I'm no longer working for a company that makes me sign
2648 my life away, but by now I'm in the habit. Besides, I still harbor
2649 the deep-down suspicion that nobody would pay money for what I write,
2650 since most of it just helps you do something better that you could
2651 already do some other way. How much money would you personally pay
2652 to upgrade from readnews to rn? How much money would you pay for
2653 the patch program? As for warp, it's a mere game. And anything you
2654 can do with perl you can eventually do with an amazing and totally
2655 unreadable conglomeration of awk, sed, sh and C.
2657 =head2 v5.14.0 - L<< Larry Wall, January 12, 1988 <992@devvax.JPL.NASA.GOV> |http://groups.google.com/group/comp.sources.d/msg/5d17fa68c250b9b2 >>
2659 L<Announced on 2011-05-14 by Jesse Vincent|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2011/05/msg172326.html>
2661 At the start of any project, I'm programming primarily to please
2662 myself. (The two chief virtues in a programmer are laziness and
2663 impatience.) After a while somebody looks over my shoulder and says,
2664 "That's neat. It'd be neater if it did such-and-so." So the thing
2665 gets neater. Pretty soon (a year or two) I have an rn, a warp, a patch,
2666 or a perl. One of these years I'll have a metaconfig.
2668 I then say to myself, "I don't want my life's work to die when this
2669 computer is scrapped, so I should let some other people use this. If I
2670 ask my company to sell this, it'll never see the light of day, and nobody
2671 would pay much for it anyway. If I sell it myself, I'll be in trouble with
2672 my company, to whom I signed my life away when I was hired. If I give it
2673 away, I can pretend it was worthless in the first place, so my company
2674 won't care. In any event, it's easier to ask forgiveness than permission."
2676 So a freely distributable program is born.
2678 =head2 v5.14.0-RC3 - American Airlines Gate Agent, last call
2680 L<Announced on 2011-05-11 by Jesse Vincent|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2011/05/msg172282.html>
2682 This is the last call for flight 1697 with service to Chicago and
2683 continuing service to San Francisco. All passengers should already be
2684 aboard. If you aren't aboard at this time, you will be denied boarding
2685 and your bags will be offloaded.
2687 =head2 v5.14.0-RC2 - Greg Grandin, "Fordlandia: The Rise and Fall of Henry Ford's Forgotten Jungle City"
2689 L<Announced on 2011-05-04 by Jesse Vincent|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2011/05/msg171879.html>
2691 Over the course of nearly two decades, Ford would spend tens of millions
2692 of dollars founding not one but, after the plantation was defastated
2693 by leaf blight, two American towns, complete with central squares,
2694 sidewalks, indoor plumbing, hospitals, manicured lawns, movie theaters,
2695 swimming pools, golf courses, and, of course, Model Ts and As rolling
2696 down their paved streets.
2698 Back in America, newspapers kept up their drumbeat celebration, only
2699 obliquely referencing reports that things were not progressing as the
2700 company had hoped. But there was one note of skepticism. In late 1928,
2701 the Washington Post ran an editorial that read in its entirety: "Ford will
2702 govern a rubber plantation in Brazil larger than North Carolina. This is
2703 the first time he has applied quantity production methods to trouble"
2705 =head2 v5.14.0-RC1 - Bill Bryson, "In a Sunburned Country"
2707 L<Announced on 2011-04-20 by Jesse Vincent|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2011/04/msg171253.html>
2709 But then Australia is such a difficult country to keep track of. On
2710 my first visit, some years ago, I passed the time on the long flight
2711 reading a history of Australian politics in the twentieth century,
2712 wherein I encountered the startling fact that in 1967 the prime minister,
2713 Harold Holt, was strolling along a beach in Victoria when he plunged into
2714 the surf and vanished. No trace of the poor man was ever seen again.
2715 This seemed doubly astounding to me—first that Australia could
2716 just I<lose> a prime minister (I mean, come on) and second that news of
2717 this had never reached me.
2719 =head2 v5.13.11 - Walt Whitman, L<"Leaves of Grass"|http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leaves_of_Grass>
2721 L<Announced on 2011-03-20 by Florian Ragwitz|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2011/03/msg170206.html>
2723 When the full-grown poet came,
2724 Out spake pleased Nature (the round impassive globe, with all its
2725 shows of day and night,) saying, He is mine;
2726 But out spake too the Soul of man, proud, jealous and unreconciled,
2727 Nay he is mine alone;
2728 --Then the full-grown poet stood between the two, and took each
2730 And to-day and ever so stands, as blender, uniter, tightly
2732 Which he will never release until he reconciles the two,
2733 And wholly and joyously blends them.
2735 =head2 v5.13.10 - Egill Skalla-Grímsson, L<"Egils saga Skalla-Grímssonar"|http://www.heimskringla.no/wiki/Egils_saga_Skalla-Gr%C3%ADmssonar>
2737 L<Announced on 2011-02-20 by Ævar Arnfjörð Bjarmason|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2011/02/msg169340.html>
2739 Skalat maðr rúnar rísta,
2740 nema ráða vel kunni.
2741 Þat verðr mörgum manni,
2742 es of myrkvan staf villisk.
2744 tíu launstafi ristna.
2745 Þat hefr lauka lindi
2746 langs ofrtrega fengit.
2748 =head2 v5.13.9 - John F Kennedy, L<Inaugural Address January 20, 1961|http://en.wikisource.org/wiki/John_F._Kennedy%27s_Inaugural_Address>
2750 L<Announced on 2011-01-20 by Jesse Vincent|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2011/01/msg168335.html>
2752 In the long history of the world, only a few generations have been
2753 granted the role of defending freedom in its hour of maximum danger. I
2754 do not shrink from this responsibility -- I welcome it. I do not believe
2755 that any of us would exchange places with any other people or any other
2756 generation. The energy, the faith, the devotion which we bring to this
2757 endeavor will light our country and all who serve it. And the glow from
2758 that fire can truly light the world.
2760 And so, my fellow Americans, ask not what your country can do for you;
2761 ask what you can do for your country.
2763 My fellow citizens of the world, ask not what America will do for you,
2764 but what together we can do for the freedom of man.
2766 Finally, whether you are citizens of America or citizens of the world,
2767 ask of us here the same high standards of strength and sacrifice which
2768 we ask of you. With a good conscience our only sure reward, with history
2769 the final judge of our deeds, let us go forth to lead the land we love,
2770 asking His blessing and His help, but knowing that here on earth God's
2771 work must truly be our own.
2773 =head2 v5.13.8 - Roger Williams, L<"The Fifth Gift"|http://www.kuro5hin.org/story/2005/8/19/21304/8493>
2775 L<Announced on 2010-12-19 by Zefram|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2010/12/msg167271.html>
2777 The aliens called the box a "matter generator," but we'd be more inclined
2778 to call it a matter duplicator. By connecting switches and potentiometers
2779 between the copper posts it was possible to make the box mark off two
2780 cubic rectangular areas of volume. Make a certain contact, and these
2781 areas would be isolated within perfectly reflective fields. They could
2782 be expanded or contracted by altering resistances between other posts.
2783 As I worked out the user interface I built a little control panel for
2784 the device. It was actually a clever way for the aliens to do things;
2785 instead of trying to build controls we could use, they built us an
2786 interface we could attach to controls that made sense to us. It could
2789 Once you had made the contact that established the shielded volumes,
2790 if you made another certain contact the contents of the first volume
2791 were copied to the second. The machine copied metal, plastic, steel,
2792 and diamond with equal ease. Copies of copies of copies of copies were
2793 indistinguishable from the originals at any magnification, even using
2794 techniques like X-ray crystallography.
2796 =head2 v5.13.7 - Andy Wachowski and Lana Wachowski, "The Matrix"
2798 L<Announced on 2010-11-20 by Chris 'BinGOs' Williams|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2010/11/msg166162.html>
2800 [Neo sees a black cat walk by them, and then a similar black cat walk by them just like the first one]
2804 [Everyone freezes right in their tracks]
2806 Trinity: What did you just say?
2807 Neo: Nothing. Just had a little deja vu.
2808 Trinity: What did you see?
2809 Cypher: What happened?
2810 Neo: A black cat went past us, and then another that looked just
2812 Trinity: How much like it? Was it the same cat?
2813 Neo: It might have been. I'm not sure.
2814 Morpheus: Switch! Apoc!
2816 Trinity: A deja vu is usually a glitch in the Matrix. It happens when
2817 they change something.
2819 =head2 v5.13.6 - Haruki Murakami, "Kafka on the Shore"
2821 L<Announced on 2010-10-20 by Tatsuhiko Miyagawa|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2010/10/msg165183.html>
2823 The boy called Crow softly rests a hand on my shoulder, and with that
2826 "From now on -- no matter what -- you've got to be the world's toughest
2827 fifteen-year-old. That's the only way you're going to survive. And in order
2828 to do that, you've got to figure out what it means to be tough. You following
2831 I keep my eyes closed and don't reply. I just want to sink off into sleep
2832 like this, his hand on my shoulder. I hear the faint flutter of wings.
2834 "You're going to be the world's toughest fifteen-year-old," Crow whispers
2835 as I try to fall asleep. Like he was carving the words in a deep blue tattoo
2838 (Translated from Japanese by Philip Gabriel)
2840 =head2 v5.13.5 - Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu, "The Room in the Dragon Volant"
2842 L<Announced on 2010-09-19 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2010/09/msg164238.html>
2844 Candle in hand I stepped in. I do not know whether the quality of
2845 air, long undisturbed, is peculiar; to me it has always seemed so, and
2846 the damp smell of the old masonry hung in this atmosphere. My candle
2847 faintly lighted the bare stone wall that enclosed the stair, the foot
2848 of which I could not see. Down I went, and a few turns brought me to
2849 the stone floor. Here was another door, of the simple, old, oak kind,
2850 deep sunk in the thickness of the wall. The large end of the key
2851 fitted this. The lock was stiff; I set the candle down upon the
2852 stair, and applied both hands; it turned with difficulty, and as it
2853 revolved, uttered a shriek that alarmed me for my secret.
2855 For some minutes I did not move. In a little time, however, I took
2856 courage, and opened the door. The night-air floating in puffed out
2857 the candle. There was a thicket of holly and underwood, as dense as a
2858 jungle, close about the door. I should have been in pitch-darkness,
2859 were it not that through the topmost leaves there twinkled, here and
2860 there, a glimmer of moonshine.
2862 Softly, lest any one should have opened his window at the sound of the
2863 rusty bolt, I struggled through this till I gained a view of the open
2864 grounds. Here I found that the brushwood spread a good way up the
2865 park, uniting with the wood that approached the little temple I have
2868 =head2 v5.13.4 - Lewis Carroll, "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland"
2870 L<Announced on 2010-08-20 by Florian Ragwitz|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2010/08/msg163150.html>
2872 `How the creatures order one about, and make one repeat lessons!' thought Alice;
2873 `I might as well be at school at once.' However, she got up, and began to repeat
2874 it, but her head was so full of the Lobster Quadrille, that she hardly knew what
2875 she was saying, and the words came very queer indeed:--
2877 "'Tis the voice of the Lobster; I heard him declare,
2878 "You have baked me too brown, I must sugar my hair."
2879 As a duck with its eyelids, so he with his nose
2880 Trims his belt and his buttons, and turns out his toes.'
2883 `That's different from what I used to say when I was a child,' said the Gryphon.
2885 `Well, I never heard it before,' said the Mock Turtle; `but it sounds uncommon
2888 Alice said nothing; she had sat down with her face in her hands, wondering if
2889 anything would ever happen in a natural way again.
2891 `I should like to have it explained,' said the Mock Turtle.
2893 `She can't explain it,' said the Gryphon hastily. `Go on with the next verse.'
2895 `But about his toes?' the Mock Turtle persisted. `How could he turn them out
2896 with his nose, you know?'
2898 `It's the first position in dancing.' Alice said; but was dreadfully puzzled by
2899 the whole thing, and longed to change the subject.
2901 =head2 v5.13.3 - Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett, "Good Omens"
2903 L<Announced on 2010-07-20 by David Golden|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2010/07/msg162230.html>
2905 Look at Crowley, doing 110 mph on the M40 heading towards
2906 Oxfordshire. Even the most resolutely casual observer would
2907 notice a number of strange things about him. The clenched teeth,
2908 for example, or the dull red glow coming from behind his
2909 sunglasses. And the car. The car was a definite hint.
2911 Crowley had started the journey in his Bentley, and he was
2912 dammned if he wasn't going to finish it in the Bentley as well.
2913 Not that even the kind of car buff who owns his own pair of
2914 motoring goggles would have been able to tell it was a vintage
2915 Bentley. Not any more. They wouldn't have been able to tell
2916 that it was a Bentley. They would only offer fifty-fifty that it
2917 had ever even been a car.
2919 There was no paint left on it, for a start. It might still have
2920 been black, where it wasn't a rusty, smudged reddish-brown, but
2921 this was a dull charcoal black. It traveled in its own ball of
2922 flame, like a space capsule making a particularly difficult
2925 There was a thin skin of crusted, melted rubber left around the
2926 metal wheel rims, but seeing that the wheel rims were still
2927 somhow riding an inch above the road surface this didn't seem to
2928 make an awful lot of difference to the suspension.
2930 It should have fallen apart miles back.
2932 =head2 v5.13.2 - Iain M Banks, "Use of Weapons"
2934 L<Announced on 2010-06-22 by Matt S Trout|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2010/06/msg161112.html>
2936 We deal in the moral equivalent of black holes, where the normal laws -
2937 the rules of right and wrong that people imagine apply everywhere else
2938 in the universe - break down; beyond those metaphysical event-horizons,
2939 there exist ... special circumstances.
2941 =head2 v5.13.1 - Miguel de Unamuno, "The Sepulchre of Don Quixote"
2943 L<Announced on 2010-05-20 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2010/05/msg160275.html>
2945 And if anyone shall come to you and say that he knows how to construct
2946 bridges and that perhaps a time will come when you will wish to avail
2947 yourself of his science in order to cross over a river, out with him! Out
2948 with the engineer! Rivers will be crossed by wading or swimming them, even
2949 if half the crusaders drown themselves. Let the engineer go off and build
2950 bridges somewhere else, where they are badly wanted. For those who go in
2951 quest of the sepulchre, faith is bridge enough.
2953 =head2 v5.13.0 - Jules Verne, "A Journey to the Centre of the Earth"
2955 L<Announced on 2010-04-20 by LE<0xe9>on Brocard|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2010/04/msg159275.html>
2957 The heat still remained at quite a supportable degree. With an
2958 involuntary shudder, I reflected on what the heat must have been
2959 when the volcano of Sneffels was pouring its smoke, flames, and
2960 streams of boiling lava -- all of which must have come up by the
2961 road we were now following. I could imagine the torrents of hot
2962 seething stone darting on, bubbling up with accompaniments of
2963 smoke, steam, and sulphurous stench!
2965 "Only to think of the consequences," I mused, "if the old
2966 volcano were once more to set to work."
2968 =head2 v5.12.5 - William Shakespeare, "Measure for Measure"
2970 L<Announced on 2012-11-10 by Dominic Hargreaves|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2012/11/msg195171.html>
2972 Music oft hath such a charm
2973 To make bad good, and good provoke to harm.
2975 =head2 v5.12.4 - William Schwenck Gilbert, "Trial By Jury"
2977 L<Announced on 2011-06-20 by Leon Brocard|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2011/06/msg173725.html>
2979 You cannot eat breakfast all day,
2980 Nor is it the act of a sinner,
2981 When breakfast is taken away,
2982 To turn his attention to dinner;
2983 And it's not in the range of belief,
2984 To look upon him as a glutton,
2985 Who, when he is tired of beef,
2986 Determines to tackle the mutton.
2987 Ah! But this I am willing to say,
2988 If it will appease her sorrow,
2989 I'll marry this lady today,
2990 And I'll marry the other tomorrow!
2992 =head2 v5.12.4-RC2 - James Russell Lowell, "Eleanor makes macaroons"
2994 L<Announced on 2011-06-15 by Leon Brocard|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2011/06/msg173609.html>
2996 Now for sugar, -- nay, our plan
2997 Tolerates no work of man.
2998 Hurry, then, ye golden bees;
2999 Fetch your clearest honey, please,
3000 Garnered on a Yorkshire moor,
3001 While the last larks sing and soar,
3002 From the heather-blossoms sweet
3003 Where sea-breeze and sunshine meet,
3004 And the Augusts mask as Junes, --
3005 Eleanor makes macaroons!
3007 =head2 v5.12.4-RC1 - Ogden Nash, "The Clean Plater"
3009 L<Announced on 2011-06-08 by Leon Brocard|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2011/06/msg173352.html>
3011 Pheasant is pleasant, of course,
3012 And terrapin, too, is tasty,
3013 Lobster I freely endorse,
3014 In pate or patty or pasty.
3015 But there's nothing the matter with butter,
3016 And nothing the matter with jam,
3017 And the warmest greetings I utter
3018 To the ham and the yam and the clam.
3021 And I think very fondly of food.
3022 Through I'm broody at times
3023 When bothered by rhymes,
3027 =head2 v5.12.3 - Howard W. Campbell, Jr., "Reflections on Not Participating in Current Events"
3029 L<Announced on 2011-01-21 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2011/01/msg168368.html>
3031 I saw a huge steam roller,
3032 It blotted out the sun.
3033 The people all lay down, lay down;
3034 They did not try to run.
3035 My love and I, we looked amazed
3036 Upon the gory mystery.
3037 'Lie down, lie down!' the people cried.
3038 'The great machine is history!'
3039 My love and I, we ran away,
3040 The engine did not find us.
3041 We ran up to a mountain top,
3042 Left history far behind us.
3043 Perhaps we should have stayed and died,
3044 But somehow we don't think so.
3045 We went to see where history'd been,
3046 And my, the dead did stink so.
3048 =head2 v5.12.2 - William Gibson, "Pattern Recognition"
3050 L<Announced on 2010-09-06 by Jesse Vincent|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2010/09/msg163852.html>
3052 CPUs. Cayce Pollard Units. That's what Damien calls the clothing
3053 she wears. CPUs are either black, white, or gray, and ideally
3054 seem to have come into this world without human intervention.
3056 What people take for relentless minimalism is a side effect
3057 of too much exposure to the reactor-cores of fashion. This
3058 has resulted in a remorseless paring-down of what she can and
3059 will wear. She is, literally, allergic to fashion. She can
3060 only tolerate things that could have been worn, to a general
3061 lack of comment, during any year between 1945 and 2000. She's a
3062 design-free zone, a one-woman school of and whose very austerity
3063 periodically threatens to spawn its own cult.
3065 =head2 v5.12.2-RC1 - William Gibson, "Pattern Recognition"
3067 L<Announced on 2010-08-31 by Jesse Vincent|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2010/08/msg163670.html>
3069 The front page opens, familiar as a friend's living room. A frame-grab
3070 from #48 serves as backdrop, dim and almost monochrome, no characters in
3071 view. This is one of the sequences that generate comparisons with
3072 Tarkovsky. She only knows Tarkovsky from stills, really, though she did
3073 once fall asleep during a screening of The Stalker, going under on an
3074 endless pan, the camera aimed straight down, in close-up, at a puddle on
3075 a ruined mosaic floor. But she is not one of those who think that much
3076 will be gained by analysis of the maker's imagined influences. The cult
3077 of the footage is rife with subcults, claiming every possible influence.
3078 Truffaut, Peckinpah -- The Peckinpah people, among the least likely, are
3079 still waiting for the guns to be drawn.
3081 =head2 v5.12.1 - Kurt Vonnegut, "Cat's Cradle"
3083 L<Announced on 2010-05-16 by Jesse Vincent|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2010/05/msg160109.html>
3085 "Now suppose," chortled Dr. Breed, enjoying himself, "that there were
3086 many possible ways in which water could crystallize, could freeze.
3087 Suppose that the sort of ice we skate upon and put into highballs --
3088 what we might call ice-one -- is only one of several types of ice.
3089 Suppose water always froze as ice-one on Earth because it had never
3090 had a seed to teach it how to form ice-two, ice-three, ice-four
3091 ...? And suppose," he rapped on his desk with his old hand again,
3092 "that there were one form, which we will call ice-nine -- a crystal as
3093 hard as this desk -- with a melting point of, let us say, one-hundred
3094 degrees Fahrenheit, or, better still, a melting point of one-hundred-
3095 and-thirty degrees."
3097 =head2 v5.12.1-RC2 - Kurt Vonnegut, "Cat's Cradle"
3099 L<Announced on 2010-05-13 by Jesse Vincent|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2010/05/msg160066.html>
3101 San Lorenzo was fifty miles long and twenty miles wide, I learned from
3102 the supplement to the New York Sunday Times. Its population was four
3103 hundred, fifty thousand souls, "...all fiercely dedicated to the ideals
3106 Its highest point, Mount McCabe, was eleven thousand feet above sea
3107 level. Its capital was Bolivar, "...a strikingly modern city built on a
3108 harbor capable of sheltering the entire United States Navy." The principal
3109 exports were sugar, coffee, bananas, indigo, and handcrafted novelties.
3111 =head2 v5.12.1-RC1 - Kurt Vonnegut, "Cat's Cradle"
3113 L<Announced on 2010-05-09 by Jesse Vincent|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2010/05/msg159971.html>
3115 Which brings me to the Bokononist concept of a wampeter. A wampeter is
3116 the pivot of a karass. No karass is without a wampeter, Bokonon tells us,
3117 just as no wheel is without a hub. Anything can be a wampeter: a tree,
3118 a rock, an animal, an idea, a book, a melody, the Holy Grail. Whatever
3119 it is, the members of its karass revolve about it in the majestic chaos
3120 of a spiral nebula. The orbits of the members of a karass about their
3121 common wampeter are spiritual orbits, naturally. It is souls and not
3122 bodies that revolve. As Bokonon invites us to sing:
3124 Around and around and around we spin,
3125 With feet of lead and wings of tin . . .
3127 =head2 v5.12.0 - Lewis Carroll, "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland"
3129 L<Announced on 2010-04-12 by Jesse Vincent|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2010/04/msg158820.html>
3131 'Please would you tell me,' said Alice, a little timidly, for she was
3132 not quite sure whether it was good manners for her to speak first, 'why
3133 your cat grins like that?'
3135 'It's a Cheshire cat,' said the Duchess, 'and that's why. Pig!'
3137 She said the last word with such sudden violence that Alice quite
3138 jumped; but she saw in another moment that it was addressed to the baby,
3139 and not to her, so she took courage, and went on again:--
3141 'I didn't know that Cheshire cats always grinned; in fact, I didn't know
3142 that cats COULD grin.'
3144 'They all can,' said the Duchess; 'and most of 'em do.'
3146 =head2 v5.12.0-RC5 - Lewis Carroll, "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland"
3148 L<Announced on 2010-04-09 by Jesse Vincent|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2010/04/msg158720.html>
3150 'Not QUITE right, I'm afraid,' said Alice, timidly; 'some of the words
3153 'It is wrong from beginning to end,' said the Caterpillar decidedly, and
3154 there was silence for some minutes.
3156 =head2 v5.12.0-RC4 - Lewis Carroll, "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland"
3158 L<Announced on 2010-04-06 by Jesse Vincent|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2010/04/msg158567.html>
3160 'It was much pleasanter at home,' thought poor Alice, 'when one wasn't
3161 always growing larger and smaller, and being ordered about by mice and
3162 rabbits. I almost wish I hadn't gone down that rabbit-hole--and yet--and
3163 yet--it's rather curious, you know, this sort of life! I do wonder what
3164 can have happened to me! When I used to read fairy-tales, I fancied that
3165 kind of thing never happened, and now here I am in the middle of one!
3167 =head2 v5.12.0-RC3 - Lewis Carroll, "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland"
3169 L<Announced on 2010-04-02 by Jesse Vincent|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2010/04/msg158346.html>
3171 At last the Mouse, who seemed to be a person of authority among them,
3172 called out, 'Sit down, all of you, and listen to me! I'LL soon make you
3173 dry enough!' They all sat down at once, in a large ring, with the Mouse
3174 in the middle. Alice kept her eyes anxiously fixed on it, for she felt
3175 sure she would catch a bad cold if she did not get dry very soon.
3177 'Ahem!' said the Mouse with an important air, 'are you all ready? This
3178 is the driest thing I know. Silence all round, if you please! "William
3179 the Conqueror, whose cause was favoured by the pope, was soon submitted
3180 to by the English, who wanted leaders, and had been of late much
3181 accustomed to usurpation and conquest. Edwin and Morcar, the earls of
3182 Mercia and Northumbria --"'
3184 =head2 v5.12.0-RC2 - no announcement
3186 Available on CPAN since 2010-04-01.
3188 =head2 v5.12.0-RC1 - Lewis Carroll, "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland"
3190 L<Announced on 2010-03-29 by Jesse Vincent|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2010/03/msg158060.html>
3192 So she was considering in her own mind (as well as she could, for the
3193 hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of
3194 making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and
3195 picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran
3198 There was nothing so VERY remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so
3199 VERY much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself, 'Oh dear! Oh
3200 dear! I shall be late!' (when she thought it over afterwards, it
3201 occurred to her that she ought to have wondered at this, but at the time
3202 it all seemed quite natural); but when the Rabbit actually TOOK A WATCH
3203 OUT OF ITS WAISTCOAT-POCKET, and looked at it, and then hurried on,
3204 Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had
3205 never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to
3206 take out of it, and burning with curiosity, she ran across the field
3207 after it, and fortunately was just in time to see it pop down a large
3208 rabbit-hole under the hedge.
3210 In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how
3211 in the world she was to get out again.
3213 =head2 v5.12.0-RC0 - no epigraph
3215 L<Announced on 2020-03-21 by Jesse Vincent|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2010/03/msg157761.html>
3217 =head2 v5.11.5 - Samuel Taylor Coleridge, "Christabel"
3219 L<Announced on 2010-02-21 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2010/02/msg156957.html>
3221 A little child, a limber elf,
3222 Singing, dancing to itself,
3223 A fairy thing with red round cheeks,
3224 That always finds, and never seeks,
3225 Makes such a vision to the sight
3226 As fills a father's eyes with light;
3227 And pleasures flow in so thick and fast
3228 Upon his heart, that he at last
3229 Must needs express his love's excess
3230 With words of unmeant bitterness.
3231 Perhaps 'tis pretty to force together
3232 Thoughts so all unlike each other;
3233 To mutter and mock a broken charm,
3234 To dally with wrong that does no harm.
3235 Perhaps 'tis tender too and pretty
3236 At each wild word to feel within
3237 A sweet recoil of love and pity.
3238 And what, if in a world of sin
3239 (O sorrow and shame should this be true!)
3240 Such giddiness of heart and brain
3241 Comes seldom save from rage and pain,
3242 So talks as it's most used to do.
3244 =head2 v5.11.4 - Fyodor Dostoevsky, "Crime and Punishment"
3246 L<Announced on 2010-01-20 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2010/01/msg155848.html>
3248 And you don't suppose that I went into it headlong like a fool? I went
3249 into it like a wise man, and that was just my destruction. And you
3250 mustn't suppose that I didn't know, for instance, that if I began to
3251 question myself whether I had the right to gain power -- I certainly
3252 hadn't the right -- or that if I asked myself whether a human being is a
3253 louse it proved that it wasn't so for me, though it might be for a man
3254 who would go straight to his goal without asking questions.... If I
3255 worried myself all those days, wondering whether Napoleon would have
3256 done it or not, I felt clearly of course that I wasn't Napoleon.
3258 =head2 v5.11.3 - Mark Twain, "The Adventures of Tom Sawyer"
3260 L<Announced on 2009-12-20 by Jesse Vincent|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2009/12/msg154838.html>
3262 "Say -- I'm going in a swimming, I am. Don't you wish you could? But of
3263 course you'd druther work -- wouldn't you? Course you would!"
3265 Tom contemplated the boy a bit, and said: "What do you call work?"
3267 "Why ain't that work?"
3269 Tom resumed his whitewashing, and answered carelessly: "Well, maybe it
3270 is, and maybe it aint. All I know, is, it suits Tom Sawyer."
3272 "Oh come, now, you don't mean to let on that you like it?"
3274 The brush continued to move. "Like it? Well I don't see why I oughtn't
3275 to like it. Does a boy get a chance to whitewash a fence every day?"
3277 That put the thing in a new light. Ben stopped nibbling his apple. Tom
3278 swept his brush daintily back and forth -- stepped back to note the effect
3279 -- added a touch here and there-criticised the effect again -- Ben
3280 watching every move and getting more and more interested, more and more
3281 absorbed. Presently he said: "Say, Tom, let me whitewash a little."
3283 =head2 v5.11.2 - Michael Marshall Smith, "Only Forward"
3285 L<Announced on 2009-11-20 by Léon Brocard|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2009/11/msg153646.html>
3287 The streets were pretty quiet, which was nice. They're always quiet here
3288 at that time: you have to be wearing a black jacket to be out on the
3289 streets between seven and nine in the evening, and not many people in
3290 the area have black jackets. It's just one of those things. I currently
3291 live in Colour Neighbourhood, which is for people who are heavily into
3292 colour. All the streets and buildings are set for instant colourmatch:
3293 as you walk down the road they change hue to offset whatever you're
3294 wearing. When the streets are busy it's kind of intense, and anyone
3295 prone to epileptic seizures isn't allowed to live in the Neighbourhood,
3296 however much they're into colour.
3298 =head2 v5.11.1 - Joseph Heller, "Catch-22"
3300 L<Announced on 2009-10-20 by Jesse Vincent|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2009/10/msg152360.html>
3302 Milo had been caught red-handed in the act of plundering his countrymen,
3303 and, as a result, his stock had never been higher. He proved good as his
3304 word when a rawboned major from Minnesota curled his lip in rebellious
3305 disavowal and demanded his share of the syndicate Milo kept saying
3306 everybody owned. Milo met the challenge by writing the words "A Share"
3307 on the nearest scrap of paper and handing it away with a virtuous disdain
3308 that won the envy and admiration of almost everyone who knew him. His
3309 glory was at a peak, and Colonel Cathcart, who knew and admired his
3310 war record, was astonished by the deferential humility with which Milo
3311 presented himself at Group Headquarters and made his fantastic appeal
3312 for more hazardous assignment.
3314 =head2 v5.11.0 - Mikhail Bulgakov, "The Master and Margarita"
3316 L<Announced on 2009-10-02 by Jesse Vincent|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2009/10/msg151376.html>
3318 Whispers of an "evil power" were heard in lines at dairy shops, in
3319 streetcars, stores, arguments, kitchens, suburban and long-distance
3320 trains, at stations large and small, in dachas and on beaches. Needless
3321 to say, truly mature and cultured people did not tell these stories
3322 about an evil power's visit to the capital. In fact, they even made fun
3323 of them and tried to talk sense into those who told them. Nevertheless,
3324 facts are facts, as they say, and cannot simply be dismissed without
3325 explanation: somebody had visited the capital. The charred cinders of
3326 Griboyedov alone, and many other things besides, confirmed it. Cultured
3327 people shared the point of view of the investigating team: it was the
3328 work of a gang of hypnotists and ventriloquists magnificently skilled in
3331 =head2 v5.10.1 - Right Hon. James Hacker MP, "The Complete Yes Minister: The Diaries of a Cabinet Minister"
3333 L<Announced on 2009-08-23 by Dave Mitchell|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2009/08/msg150172.html>
3335 'Briefly, sir, I am the Permanent Under-Secretary of State, known as
3336 the Permanent Secretary. Woolley here is your Principal Private
3337 Secretary. I, too, have a Principal Private Secretary, and he is the
3338 Principal Private Secretary to the Permanent Secretary. Directly
3339 responsible to me are ten Deputy Secretaries, eighty-seven Under
3340 Secretaries and two hundred and nineteen Assistant Secretaries.
3341 Directly responsible to the Principal Private Secretaries are plain
3342 Private Secretaries. The Prime Minister will be appointing two
3343 Parliamentary Under-Secretaries and you will be appointing your own
3344 Parliamentary Private Secretary.'
3346 'Can they all type?' I joked.
3348 'None of us can type, Minister,' replied Sir Humphrey smoothly. 'Mrs
3349 McKay types - she is your Secretary.'
3351 I couldn't tell whether or not he was joking. 'What a pity,' I said.
3352 'We could have opened an agency.'
3354 Sir Humphrey and Bernard laughed. 'Very droll, sir,' said Sir
3355 Humphrey. 'Most amusing, sir,' said Bernard. Were they genuinely
3356 amused at my wit, or just being rather patronising? 'I suppose they
3357 all say that, do they?' I ventured.
3359 Sir Humphrey reassured me on that. 'Certainly not, Minister,' he
3360 replied. 'Not quite all.'
3362 =head2 v5.10.1-RC2 - no epigraph
3364 L<Announced on 2009-08-18 by Dave Mitchell|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2009/08/msg150015.html>
3366 =head2 v5.10.1-RC1 - no epigraph
3368 L<Announced on 2009-08-06 by Dave Mitchell|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2009/08/msg149498.html>
3370 =head2 v5.10.0 - Laurence Sterne, "Tristram Shandy"
3372 L<Announced on 2007-12-18 by Rafael Garcia-Suarez|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2007/12/msg131636.html>
3374 He would often declare, in speaking his thoughts upon the subject, that
3375 he did not conceive how the greatest family in England could stand it
3376 out against an uninterrupted succession of six or seven short
3377 noses.--And for the contrary reason, he would generally add, That it
3378 must be one of the greatest problems in civil life, where the same
3379 number of long and jolly noses, following one another in a direct line,
3380 did not raise and hoist it up into the best vacancies in the kingdom.
3382 =head2 v5.10.0-RC2 - no epigraph
3384 L<Announced on 2007-11-25 by Rafael Garcia-Suarez|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2007/11/msg130978.html>
3386 =head2 v5.10.0-RC1 - no epigraph
3388 L<Announced on 2007-11-17 by Rafael Garcia-Suarez|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2007/11/msg130653.html>
3390 =head2 v5.9.5 - no announcement
3392 L<Pre-announced on 2007-07-07 by Rafael Garcia-Suarez|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2007/07/msg126358.html>,
3393 available on CPAN with same date, but never actually announced.
3395 =head2 v5.9.4 - no epigraph
3397 L<Announced on 2006-08-15 by Rafael Garcia-Suarez|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2006/08/msg115782.html>
3399 =head2 v5.9.3 - no epigraph
3401 L<Announced on 2006-01-28 by Rafael Garcia-Suarez|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2006/01/msg109086.html>
3403 =head2 v5.9.2 - Thomas Pynchon, "V"
3405 L<Announced on 2005-04-01 by Rafael Garcia-Suarez|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2005/04/msg99421.html>
3407 This word flip was weird. Every recording date of McClintic's he'd
3408 gotten into the habit of talking electricity with the audio men and
3409 technicians of the studio. McClintic once couldn't have cared less
3410 about electricity, but now it seemed if that was helping him reach a
3411 bigger audience, some digging, some who would never dig, but all
3412 paying and those royalties keeping the Triumph in gas and McClintic
3413 in J. Press suits, then McClintic ought to be grateful to
3414 electricity, ought maybe to learn a little more about it. So he'd
3415 picked up some here and there, and one day last summer he got around
3416 to talking stochastic music and digital computers with one
3417 technician. Out of the conversation had come Set/Reset, which was
3418 getting to be a signature for the group. He had found out from this
3419 sound man about a two-triode circuit called a flip-flop, which when
3420 it turned on could be one of two ways, depending on which tube was
3421 conducting and which was cut off: set or reset, flip or flop.
3423 "And that," the man said, "can be yes or no, or one or zero. And
3424 that is what you might call one of the basic units, or specialized
3425 `cells' in a big `electronic brain.' "
3427 "Crazy," said McClintic, having lost him back there someplace. But
3428 one thing that did occur to him was if a computer's brain could go
3429 flip or flop, why so could a musician's. As long as you were flop,
3430 everything was cool. But where did the trigger-pulse come from to
3433 =head2 v5.9.1 - Tom Stoppard, "Arcadia"
3435 L<Announced on 2004-03-16 by Rafael Garcia-Suarez|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2004/03/msg89722.html>
3437 Aren't you supposed to have a pony?
3439 =head2 v5.9.0 - Doris Lessing, "Martha Quest"
3441 L<Announced on 2003-10-27 by Rafael Garcia-Suarez|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2003/10/msg84147.html>
3443 What of October, that ambiguous month
3445 =head2 v5.8.9 - Right Hon. James Hacker MP, "The Complete Yes Minister: The Diaries of a Cabinet Minister"
3447 L<Announced on 2008-12-14 by Nicholas Clark|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2008/12/msg142571.html>
3449 Frank and I, unlike the civil servants, were still puzzled that such a
3450 proposal as the Europass could even be seriously under consideration by
3451 the FCO. We can both see clearly that it is wonderful ammunition for the
3452 anti-Europeans. I asked Humphrey if the Foreign Office doesn't realise
3453 how damaging this would be to the European ideal?
3455 'I'm sure they do, Minister, he said. That's why they support it.'
3457 This was even more puzzling, since I'd always been under the impression
3458 that the FO is pro-Europe. 'Is it or isn't it?' I asked Humphrey.
3460 'Yes and no,' he replied of course, 'if you'll pardon the
3461 expression. The Foreign Office is pro-Europe because it is really
3462 anti-Europe. In fact the Civil Service was united in its desire to make
3463 sure the Common Market didn't work. That's why we went into it.'
3465 This sounded like a riddle to me. I asked him to explain further. And
3466 basically his argument was as follows: Britain has had the same foreign
3467 policy objective for at least the last five hundred years - to create a
3468 disunited Europe. In that cause we have fought with the Dutch against
3469 the Spanish, with the Germans against the French, with the French and
3470 Italians against the Germans, and with the French against the Italians
3471 and Germans. [The Dutch rebellion against Phillip II of Spain, the
3472 Napoleonic Wars, the First World War, and the Second World War - Ed.]
3474 In other words, divide and rule. And the Foreign Office can see no
3475 reason to change when it has worked so well until now.
3477 I was aware of this, naturally, but I regarded it as ancient history.
3478 Humphrey thinks that it is, in fact, current policy. It was necessary
3479 for us to break up the EEC, he explained, so we had to get inside. We
3480 had previously tried to break it up from the outside, but that didn't
3481 work. [A reference to our futile and short-lived involvement in EFTA,
3482 the European Free Trade Association, founded in 1960 and which the UK
3483 left in 1972 - Ed.] Now that we're in, we are able to make a complete
3484 pig's breakfast out of it. We've now set the Germans against the French,
3485 the French against the Italians, the Italians against the Dutch... and
3486 the Foreign office is terribly happy. It's just like old time.
3488 I was staggered by all of this. I thought that the all of us who are
3489 publicly pro-European believed in the European ideal. I said this to Sir
3490 Humphrey, and he simply chuckled.
3492 So I asked him: if we don't believe in the European Ideal, why are we
3493 pushing to increase the membership?
3495 'Same reason,' came the reply. 'It's just like the United Nations. The
3496 more members it has, the more arguments you can stir up, and the more
3497 futile and impotent it becomes.'
3499 This all strikes me as the most appalling cynicism, and I said so.
3501 Sir Humphrey agreed completely. 'Yes Minister. We call it
3502 diplomacy. It's what made Britain great, you know.'
3504 =head2 v5.8.9-RC2 - Right Hon. James Hacker MP, "The Complete Yes Minister: The Diaries of a Cabinet Minister"
3506 L<Announced on 2008-12-06 by Nicholas Clark|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2008/12/msg142422.html>
3508 There was silence in the office. I didn't know what we were going to do
3509 about the four hundred new people supervising our economy drive or the
3510 four hundred new people for the Bureaucratic Watchdog Office, or
3511 anything! I simply sat and waited and hoped that my head would stop
3512 thumping and that some idea would be suggested by someone sometime soon.
3514 Sir Humphrey obliged. 'Minister... if we were to end the economy drive
3515 and close the Bureaucratic Watchdog Office we could issue an immediate
3516 press announcement that you had axed eight hundred jobs.' He had
3517 obviously thought this out carefully in advance, for at this moment he
3518 produced a slim folder from under his arm. 'If you'd like to approve
3521 I couldn't believe the impertinence of the suggestion. Axed eight
3522 hundred jobs? 'But no one was ever doing these jobs,' I pointed out
3523 incredulously. 'No one's been appointed yet.'
3525 'Even greater economy,' he replied instantly. 'We've saved eight hundred
3526 redundancy payments as well.'
3528 'But...' I attempted to explain '... that's just phony. It's dishonest,
3529 it's juggling with figures, it's pulling the wool over people's eyes.'
3531 'A government press release, in fact.' said Humphrey.
3533 =head2 v5.8.9-RC1 - Right Hon. James Hacker MP, "The Complete Yes Minister: The Diaries of a Cabinet Minister"
3535 L<Announced on 2008-11-10 by Nicholas Clark|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2008/11/msg141515.html>
3537 A jumbo jet touched down, with BURANDAN AIRWAYS written on the side. I
3538 was hugely impressed. British Airways are having to pawn their Concordes,
3539 and here is this little tiny African state with its own airline, jumbo
3542 I asked Bernard how many planes Burandan Airways had. 'None,' he said.
3544 I told him not to be silly and use his eyes. 'No Minister, it belongs to
3545 Freddie Laker,' he said. 'They chartered it last week and repainted it
3546 specially.' Apparently most of the Have-Nots (I mean, LDCs) do this - at
3547 the opening of the UN General Assembly the runways of Kennedy Airport are
3548 jam-packed with phoney flag-carriers. 'In fact,' said Bernard with a sly
3549 grin, 'there was one 747 that belonged to nine different African airlines
3550 in a month. They called it the mumbo-jumbo.'
3552 While we watched nothing much happening on the TV except the mumbo-jumbo
3553 taxiing around Prestwick and the Queen looking a bit chilly, Bernard gave
3554 me the next day's schedule and explained that I was booked on the night
3555 sleeper from King's Cross to Edinburgh because I had to vote in a
3556 three-line whip at the House tonight and would have to miss the last
3557 plane. Then the commentator, in that special hushed BBC voice used for any
3558 occasion with which Royalty is connected, announced reverentially that we
3559 were about to catch our first glimpse of President Selim.
3561 And out of the plane stepped Charlie. My old friend Charlie Umtali. We
3562 were at LSE together. Not Selim Mohammed at all, but Charlie.
3564 Bernard asked me if I were sure. Silly question. How could you forget a
3565 name like Charlie Umtali?
3567 I sent Bernard for Sir Humphrey, who was delighted to hear that we now
3568 know something about our official visitor.
3570 Bernard's official brief said nothing. Amazing! Amazing how little the FCO
3571 has been able to find out. Perhaps they were hoping it would all be on the
3572 car radio. All the brief says is that Colonel Selim Mohammed had converted
3573 to Islam some years ago, they didn't know his original name, and therefore
3574 knew little of his background.
3576 I was able to tell Humphrey and Bernard /all/ about his background.
3577 Charlie was a red-hot political economist, I informed them. Got the top
3578 first. Wiped the floor with everyone.
3580 Bernard seemed relieved. 'Well that's all right then.'
3584 'I think Bernard means,' said Sir Humphrey helpfully, 'that he'll know how
3585 to behave if he was at an English University. Even if it was the LSE.' I
3586 never know whether or not Humphrey is insulting me intentionally.
3588 Humphrey was concerned about Charlie's political colour. 'When you said
3589 that he was red-hot, were you speaking politically?'
3591 In a way I was. 'The thing about Charlie is that you never quite know
3592 where you are with him. He's the sort of chap who follows you into a
3593 revolving door and comes out in front.'
3595 'No deeply held convictions?' asked Sir Humphrey.
3597 'No. The only thing Charlie was committed too was Charlie.'
3599 'Ah, I see. A politician, Minister.'
3601 =head2 v5.8.8 - Joe Raposo, "Bein' Green"
3603 L<Announced on 2006-01-31 by Nicholas Clark|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2006/01/msg109190.html>
3605 It's not that easy bein' green
3606 Having to spend each day the color of the leaves
3607 When I think it could be nicer being red or yellow or gold
3608 Or something much more colorful like that
3610 It's not easy bein' green
3611 It seems you blend in with so many other ordinary things
3612 And people tend to pass you over 'cause you're
3613 Not standing out like flashy sparkles in the water
3616 But green's the color of Spring
3617 And green can be cool and friendly-like
3618 And green can be big like an ocean
3619 Or important like a mountain
3622 When green is all there is to be
3623 It could make you wonder why, but why wonder why?
3624 Wonder I am green and it'll do fine, it's beautiful
3625 And I think it's what I want to be
3627 =head2 v5.8.8-RC1 - Cosgrove Hall Productions, "Dangermouse"
3629 L<Announced on 2006-01-20 by Nicholas Clark|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2006/01/msg108833.html>
3631 Greenback: And the world is mine, all mine. Muhahahahaha. See to it!
3633 Stiletto: Si, Barone. Subito, Barone.
3635 =head2 v5.8.7 - Sergei Prokofiev, "Peter and the Wolf"
3637 L<Announced on 2005-05-31 by Nicholas Clark|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2005/05/msg101088.html>
3639 And now, imagine the triumphant procession: Peter at the head; after him the
3640 hunters leading the wolf; and winding up the procession, grandfather and the
3643 Grandfather shook his head discontentedly: "Well, and if Peter hadn't caught
3644 the wolf? What then?"
3646 =head2 v5.8.7-RC1 - Sergei Prokofiev, "Peter and the Wolf"
3648 L<Announced on 2005-05-20 by Nicholas Clark|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2005/05/msg100711.html>
3650 And now this is how things stood: The cat was sitting on one branch. The
3651 bird on another, not too close to the cat. And the wolf walked round and
3652 round the tree, looking at them with greedy eyes.
3654 In the meantime, Peter, without the slightest fear, stood behind the
3655 gate, watching all that was going on. He ran home,got a strong rope and
3656 climbed up the high stone wall.
3658 One of the branches of the tree, around which the wolf was walking,
3659 stretched out over the wall.
3661 Grabbing hold of the branch, Peter lightly climbed over on to the tree.
3662 Peter said to the bird: "Fly down and circle round the wolf's head, only
3663 take care that he doesn't catch you!".
3665 The bird almost touched the wolf's head with its wings, while the wolf
3666 snapped angrily at him from this side and that.
3668 How that bird teased the wolf, how that wolf wanted to catch him! But
3669 the bird was clever and the wolf simply couldn't do anything about it.
3671 =head2 v5.8.6 - A. A. Milne, "The House at Pooh Corner"
3673 L<Announced on 2004-11-27 by Nicholas Clark|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2004/11/msg96304.html>
3675 "Hallo, Pooh," said Piglet, giving a jump of surprise. "I knew it was
3678 "So did I,", said Pooh. "What are you doing?"
3680 "I'm planting a haycorn, Pooh, so that it can grow up into an oak-tree,
3681 and have lots of haycorns just outside the front door instead of having
3682 to walk miles and miles, do you see, Pooh?"
3684 "Supposing it doesn't?" said Pooh.
3686 "It will, because Christopher Robin says it will, so that's why I'm
3689 "Well," aid Pooh, "if I plant a honeycomb outside my house, then it will
3690 grow up into a beehive."
3692 Piglet wasn't quite sure about this.
3694 "Or a /piece/ of a honeycomb," said Pooh, "so as not to waste too much.
3695 Only then I might only get a piece of a beehive, and it might be the
3696 wrong piece, where the bees were buzzing and not hunnying. Bother"
3698 Piglet agreed that that would be rather bothering.
3700 "Besides, Pooh, it's a very difficult thing, planting unless you know
3701 how to do it," he said; and he put the acorn in the hole he had made,
3702 and covered it up with earth, and jumped on it.
3704 =head2 v5.8.6-RC1 - A. A. Milne, "Winnie the Pooh"
3706 L<Announced on 2004-11-11 by Nicholas Clark|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2004/11/msg95786.html>
3708 "Hallo!" said Piglet, "whare are /you/ doing?"
3710 "Hunting," said Pooh.
3714 "Tracking something," said Winnie-the-Pooh very mysteriously.
3716 "Tracking what?" said Piglet, coming closer.
3718 "That's just what I ask myself, I ask myself, What?"
3720 "What do you think you'll answer?"
3722 "I shall have to wait until I catch up with it," said Winnie-the-Pooh.
3723 "Now, look there." He pointed to the ground in front of him. "What do
3726 "Track," said Piglet. "Paw-marks." He gave a little squeak of
3727 excitement. "Oh, Pooh!" Do you think it's a--a--a Woozle?"
3729 =head2 v5.8.5 - wikipedia, "Yew"
3731 L<Announced on 2004-07-19 by Nicholas Clark|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2004/07/msg93189.html>
3733 Yews are relatively slow growing trees, widely used in landscaping and
3734 ornamental horticulture. They have flat, dark-green needles, reddish
3735 bark, and bear seeds with red arils, which are eaten by thrushes,
3736 waxwings and other birds, dispersing the hard seeds undamaged in their
3737 droppings. Yew wood is reddish brown (with white sapwood), and very
3738 hard. It was traditionally used to make bows, especially the English
3741 In England, the Common Yew (Taxus baccata, also known as English Yew) is
3742 often found in churchyards. It is sometimes suggested that these are
3743 placed there as a symbol of long life or trees of death, and some are
3744 likely to be over 3,000 years old. It is also suggested that yew trees
3745 may have a pre-Christian association with old pagan holy sites, and the
3746 Christian church found it expedient to use and take over existing sites.
3747 Another explanation is that the poisonous berries and foliage discourage
3748 farmers and drovers from letting their animals wander into the burial
3749 grounds. The yew tree is a frequent symbol in the Christian poetry of
3750 T.S. Eliot, especially his Four Quartets.
3752 =head2 v5.8.5-RC2 - wikipedia, "Beech"
3754 L<Announced on 2004-07-09 by Nicholas Clark|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2004/07/msg92934.html>
3756 Beeches are trees of the Genus Fagus, family Fagaceae, including about
3757 ten species in Europe, Asia, and North America. The leaves are entire or
3758 sparsely toothed. The fruit is a small, sharply-angled nut, borne in
3759 pairs in spiny husks. The beech most commonly grown as an ornamental or
3760 shade tree is the European beech (Fagus sylvatica).
3762 The southern beeches belong to a different but related genus,
3763 Nothofagus. They are found in Australia, New Zealand, New Guinea, New
3764 Caledonia and South America.
3766 =head2 v5.8.5-RC1 - wikipedia, "Pedunculate Oak" (abridged)
3768 L<Announced on 2004-07-07 by Nicholas Clark|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2004/07/msg92840.html>
3770 The Pedunculate Oak is called the Common Oak in Britain, and is also
3771 often called the English Oak in other English speaking countries It is a
3772 large deciduous tree to 25-35m tall (exceptionally to 40m), with lobed
3773 and sessile (stalk-less) leaves. Flowering takes place in early to mid
3774 spring, and their fruit, called "acorns", ripen by autumn of the same
3775 year. The acorns are pedunculate (having a peduncle or acorn-stalk) and
3776 may occur singly, or several acorns may occur on a stalk.
3778 It forms a long-lived tree, with a large widespreading head of rugged
3779 branches. While it may naturally live to an age of a few centuries, many
3780 of the oldest trees are pollarded or coppiced, both pruning techniques
3781 that extend the tree's potential lifespan, if not its health.
3783 Within its native range it is valued for its importance to insects and
3784 other wildlife. Numerous insects live on the leaves, buds, and in the
3785 acorns. The acorns form a valuable food resource for several small
3786 mammals and some birds, notably Jays Garrulus glandarius.
3788 It is planted for forestry, and produces a long-lasting and durable
3789 heartwood, much in demand for interior and furniture work.
3791 =head2 v5.8.4 - T. S. Eliot, "The Old Gumbie Cat"
3793 L<Announced on 2004-04-22 by Nicholas Clark|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2004/04/msg90984.html>
3795 I have a Gumbie Cat in mind, her name is Jennyanydots;
3796 The curtain-cord she likes to wind, and tie it into sailor-knots.
3797 She sits upon the window-sill, or anything that's smooth and flat:
3798 She sits and sits and sits and sits -- and that's what makes a Gumbie Cat!
3800 But when the day's hustle and bustle is done,
3801 Then the Gumbie Cat's work is but hardly begun.
3802 She thinks that the cockroaches just need employment
3803 To prevent them from idle and wanton destroyment.
3804 So she's formed, from that a lot of disorderly louts,
3805 A troop of well-disciplined helpful boy-scouts,
3806 With a purpose in life and a good deed to do--
3807 And she's even created a Beetles' Tattoo.
3809 So for Old Gumbie Cats let us now give three cheers --
3810 On whom well-ordered households depend, it appears.
3813 =head2 v5.8.4-RC2 - T. S. Eliot, "Macavity: The Mystery Cat"
3815 L<Announced on 2004-04-16 by Nicholas Clark|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2004/04/msg90796.html>
3817 Macavity's a Mystery Cat: he's called the Hidden Paw --
3818 For he's the master criminal who can defy the Law.
3819 He's the bafflement of Scotland Yard, the Flying Squad's despair:
3820 For when they reach the scene of crime -- /Macavity's not there/!
3822 Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity,
3823 He's broken every human law, he breaks the law of gravity.
3824 His powers of levitation would make a fakir stare,
3825 And when you reach the scene of crime -- /Macavity's not there/!
3826 You may seek him in the basement, you may look up in the air --
3827 But I tell you once and once again, /Macavity's not there/!
3829 =head2 v5.8.4-RC1 - T. S. Eliot, "Skimbleshanks: The Railway Cat"
3831 L<Announced on 2004-04-05 by Nicholas Clark|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2004/04/msg90422.html>
3833 There's a whisper down the line at 11.39
3834 When the Night Mail's ready to depart,
3835 Saying 'Skimble where is Skimble has he gone to hunt the thimble?
3836 We must find him of the train can't start.'
3837 All the guards and all the porters and the stationmaster's daughters
3838 They are searching high and low,
3839 Saying 'Skimble where is Skimble for unless he's very nimble
3840 Then the Night Mail just can't go'
3841 At 11.42 then the signal's overdue
3842 And the passengers are frantic to a man--
3843 Then Skimble will appear and he'll saunter to the rear:
3844 He's been busy in the luggage van!
3845 He gives one flash of his glass-green eyes
3846 And the signal goes 'All Clear!'
3847 And we're off at last of the northern part
3848 Of the Northern Hemisphere!
3850 =head2 v5.8.3 - Arthur William Edgar O'Shaugnessy, "Ode"
3852 L<Announced on 2004-01-14 by Nicholas Clark|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2004/01/msg87317.html>
3854 We are the music makers,
3855 And we are the dreamers of dreams,
3856 Wandering by lonely sea-breakers,
3857 And sitting by desolate streams; --
3858 World-losers and world-forsakers,
3859 On whom the pale moon gleams:
3860 Yet we are the movers and shakers
3861 Of the world for ever, it seems.
3863 =head2 v5.8.3-RC1 - Irving Berlin, "Let's Face the Music and Dance"
3865 L<Announced on 2004-01-07 by Nicholas Clark|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2004/01/msg86969.html>
3867 There may be trouble ahead,
3868 But while there's music and moonlight,
3869 And love and romance,
3870 Let's face the music and dance.
3872 Before the fiddlers have fled,
3873 Before they ask us to pay the bill,
3874 And while we still have that chance,
3875 Let's face the music and dance.
3877 Soon, we'll be without the moon,
3878 Humming a different tune, and then,
3880 There may be teardrops to shed,
3881 So while there's music and moonlight,
3882 And love and romance,
3883 Let's face the music and dance.
3885 =head2 v5.8.2 - Walt Whitman, "Passage to India"
3887 L<Announced on 2003-11-05 by Nicholas Clark|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2003/11/msg84822.html>
3889 Passage, immediate passage! the blood burns in my veins!
3890 Away O soul! hoist instantly the anchor!
3891 Cut the hawsers - hall out - shake out every sail!
3892 Have we not stood here like trees in the ground long enough?
3893 Have we not grovel'd here long enough, eating and drinking like mere brutes?
3894 Have we not darken'd and dazed ourselves with books long enough?
3896 Sail forth - steer for the deep waters only,
3897 Reckless O soul, exploring, I with the and thou with me,
3898 For we are bound where mariner has not yet dared to go,
3899 And we will risk the ship, ourselves and all.
3902 O farther farther sail!
3903 O daring job, but safe! are they not all the seas of God?
3904 O farther, farther, farther sail!
3906 =head2 v5.8.2-RC2 - Eric Idle and John Du Prez, "Accountancy Shanty"
3908 L<Announced on 2003-11-03 by Nicholas Clark|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2003/11/msg84645.html>
3910 It's fun to charter an accountant
3911 And sail the wide accountan-cy,
3912 To find, explore the funds offshore
3913 And skirt the shoals of bankruptcy.
3915 =head2 v5.8.2-RC1 - Edward Lear, "The Jumblies"
3917 L<Announced on 2003-10-27 by Nicholas Clark|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2003/10/msg84194.html>
3919 They went to sea in a Sieve, they did,
3920 In a Sieve they went to sea:
3921 In spite of all their friends could say,
3922 On a winter's morn, on a stormy day,
3923 In a Sieve they went to sea!
3924 And when the Sieve turned round and round,
3925 And everyone cried, "You'll all be drowned!"
3926 They cried aloud, "Our Sieve ain't big,
3927 But we don't care a button, we don't care a fig!
3928 In a Sieve we'll go to sea!"
3930 Far and few, far and few,
3931 Are the lands where the Jumblies live;
3932 Their heads are green, and their hands are blue,
3933 And they went to sea in a Sieve.
3935 =head2 v5.8.1 - epigraph same as v5.7.1
3937 L<Announced on 2003-09-25 by Jarkko Hietaniemi|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2003/09/msg82678.html>
3939 =head2 v5.8.1-RC5 - Terry Pratchett, "Lords and Ladies"
3941 L<Announced on 2003-09-22 by Jarkko Hietaniemi|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2003/09/msg82476.html>
3943 No matter what she did with her hair it took about
3944 three minutes for it to tangle itself up again,
3945 like a garden hosepipe in a shed [Footnote: Which,
3946 no matter how carefully coiled, will always uncoil
3947 overnight and tie the lawnmower to the bicycles].
3949 =head2 v5.8.1-RC4 - Terry Pratchett, "Interesting Times"
3951 L<Announced on 2003-08-01 by Jarkko Hietaniemi|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2003/08/msg79184.html>
3953 Grand Viziers were /always/ scheming megalomaniacs.
3954 It was probably in the job description: "Are you a
3955 devious, plotting, unreliable madman? Ah, good,
3956 then you can be my most trusted minister."
3958 =head2 v5.8.1-RC3 - Terry Pratchett, "Interesting Times"
3960 L<Announced on 2003-07-30 by Jarkko Hietaniemi|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2003/07/msg79048.html>
3962 Lord Hong had a mind like a knife, although possibly
3963 a knife with a curved blade.
3965 =head2 v5.8.1-RC2 - Terry Pratchett, "Interesting Times"
3967 L<Announced on 2003-07-11 by Jarkko Hietaniemi|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2003/07/msg78102.html>
3969 Many an ancient lord's last words had been, "You can't kill
3970 me because I've got magic aaargh."
3972 =head2 v5.8.1-RC1 - Terry Pratchett, "Interesting Times"
3974 L<Announced on 2003-07-10 by Jarkko Hietaniemi|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2003/07/msg78009.html>
3976 Cohen was familiar with city gates. He'd broken down a number
3977 in his time, by battering ram, siege gun, and on one occasion
3980 But the gates of Hunghung were pretty damn good gates. They
3981 weren't like the gates of Ankh-Morpork, which were usually wide
3982 open to attract the spending customer and whose concession to
3983 defense was the sign "Thank You For Not Attacking Our City.
3984 Bonum Diem." These things were big and made of metal and there
3985 was a guardhouse and a squad of unhelpful men in black armor.
3987 =head2 v5.8.0 - Terry Pratchett, "Reaper Man"
3989 L<Announced on 2002-07-18 by Rafael Garcia-Suarez|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2002/07/msg63720.html>
3991 There was the faint sound of footsteps.
3992 "Chap with a whip got as far as the big sharp spikes last week,"
3993 said the low priest.
3994 There was a sound like the flushing of a very old dry lavatory.
3995 The footsteps stopped. The High Priest smiled to himself.
3996 "Right," he said. "See your two pebbles and raise you two pebbles."
3997 The low priest threw down his cards. "Double Onion," he said.
3998 The High Priest looked down suspiciously.
3999 The low priest consulted a scrap of paper. "That's three hundred
4000 thousand, nine hundred and sixty-four pebbles you owe me," he said.
4001 There was the sound of footsteps. The priests exchanged glances.
4002 "Haven't had one for poisoned-dart alley for quite some time,"
4003 said the High Priest.
4004 "Five says he makes it", said the low priest. "You're on."
4005 There was a faint clatter of metal points on stone.
4006 "It's a shame to take your pebbles."
4007 There were footsteps again.
4009 =head2 v5.8.0-RC3 - no epigraph
4011 L<Announced on 2002-07-13 by Jarkko Hietaniemi|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2002/07/msg63234.html>
4013 =head2 v5.8.0-RC2 - no epigraph
4015 L<Announced on 2002-06-21 by Jarkko Hietaniemi|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2002/06/msg62013.html>
4017 =head2 v5.8.0-RC1 - no epigraph
4019 L<Announced on 2002-06-01 by Jarkko Hietaniemi|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2002/06/msg60317.html>
4021 =head2 v5.7.3 - Terry Pratchett, "Reaper Man"
4023 L<Announced on 2002-03-04 by Jarkko Hietaniemi|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2002/03/msg53652.html>
4025 Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is wrong.
4026 No matter how fast light travels it finds the darkness has always
4027 got there first, and is waiting for it.
4029 =head2 v5.7.2 - Terry Pratchett, "Small Gods"
4031 L<Announced on 2001-07-13 by Jarkko Hietaniemi|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2001/07/msg40370.html>
4033 His philosophy was a mixture of three famous schools --
4034 the Cynics, the Stoics and the Epicureans -- and summed up
4035 all three of them in his famous phrase, "You can't trust any
4036 bugger further than you can throw him, and there's nothing
4037 you can do about it, so let's have a drink."
4039 =head2 v5.7.1 - Terry Pratchett, "The Colour of Magic"
4041 L<Announced on 2001-04-09 by Jarkko Hietaniemi|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2001/04/msg33851.html>
4043 "What happens next?" asked Twoflower.
4045 Hrun screwed a finger in his ear and inspected it absently.
4047 "Oh,", he said, "I expect in a minute the door will be
4048 flung back and I'll be dragged off to some sort of temple
4049 arena where I'll fight maybe a couple of giant spiders
4050 and an eight-foot slave from the jungles of Klatch and then
4051 I'll rescue some kind of a princess from the altar and then
4052 I'll kill off a few guards or whatever and then this girl
4053 will show me the secret passage out of the place and we'll
4054 liberate a couple of horses and escape with the treasure."
4055 Hrun leaned his head back on his hands and looked at the
4056 ceiling, whistling tunelessly.
4058 "All that?" said Twoflower.
4062 =head2 v5.7.0 - Terry Pratchett, "Moving Pictures"
4064 L<Announced on 2000-09-02 by Jarkko Hietaniemi|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2000/09/msg17730.html>
4066 The Librarian had seen many weird things in his time,
4067 but that had to be the 57th strangest.
4068 [footnote: he had a tidy mind]
4070 =head2 v5.6.2 - Laurence Sterne, "Tristram Shandy"
4072 L<Announced on 2003-11-15 by Rafael Garcia-Suarez|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2003/11/msg85222.html>
4074 When great or unexpected events fall out upon the stage of this
4075 sublunary word--the mind of man, which is an inquisitive kind of
4076 a substance, naturally takes a flight, behind the scenes, to see
4077 what is the cause and first spring of them--The search was not
4078 long in this instance.
4080 =head2 v5.6.2-RC1 - Laurence Sterne, "Tristram Shandy"
4082 L<Announced on 2003-11-08 by Rafael Garcia-Suarez|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2003/11/msg84953.html>
4084 "Pray, my dear", quoth my mother, "have you not forgot to wind up the clock?"
4086 =head2 v5.6.1 - J R R Tolkien, "The Hobbit", Riddles in the Dark
4088 L<Announced on 2001-04-08 by Gurusamy Sarathy|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2001/04/msg33823.html>
4090 `What have I got in my pocket?' he said aloud. He was talking to
4091 himself, but Gollum thought it was a riddle, and he was frightfully
4094 `Not fair! not fair!' he hissed. `It isn't fair, my precious, is it,
4095 to ask us what it's got in its nassty little pocketses?'
4097 Bilbo seeing what had happened and having nothing better to ask
4098 stuck to his question, `What have I got in my pocket?' he said
4101 `S-s-s-s-s,' hissed Gollum. `It must give us three guesseses,
4102 my precious, three guesseses.'
4104 =head2 v5.6.1-foolish - no epigraph
4106 L<Announced on 2001-04-01 by Gurusamy Sarathy|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2001/04/msg33421.html>
4108 =head2 v5.6.1-TRIAL3 - I can't find the announcement
4110 No announcement available.
4112 =head2 v5.6.1-TRIAL2 - no epigraph
4114 L<Announced on 2001-01-31 by Gurusamy Sarathy|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2001/01/msg29934.html>
4116 =head2 v5.6.1-TRIAL1 - no epigraph
4118 L<Announced on 2000-12-18 by Gurusamy Sarathy|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2000/12/msg27738.html>
4120 =head2 v5.6.0 - J R R Tolkien, "The Hobbit", The Last Stage
4122 L<Announced on 2000-03-23 by Gurusamy Sarathy|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2000/03/msg10341.html>
4124 The dragon is withered,
4125 His bones are now crumbled;
4126 His armour is shivered,
4127 His splendour is humbled!
4128 Though sword shall be rusted,
4129 And throne and crown perish
4130 With strength that men trusted
4131 And wealth that they cherish,
4132 Here grass is still growing,
4133 And leaves are a yet swinging,
4134 The white water flowing,
4135 And elves are yet singing
4136 Come! Tra-la-la-lally!
4137 Come back to the valley.
4139 =head2 v5.6.0-RC3 - no epigraph
4141 L<Announced on 2000-03-22 by Gurusamy Sarathy|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2000/03/msg10140.html>
4143 =head2 v5.005_05-RC1 - no epigraph
4145 L<Announced on 2009-02-16 by LE<0xe9>on Brocard|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2009/02/msg144227.html>
4147 =head2 v5.005_04 - no epigraph
4149 L<Announced on 2004-03-01 by LE<0xe9>on Brocard|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2004/03/msg89047.html>
4151 =head2 v5.005_04-RC2 - Rudyard Kipling, "The Jungle Book"
4153 L<Announced on 2004-02-19 by LE<0xe9>on Brocard|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2004/02/msg88672.html>
4155 The monkeys called the place their city, and pretended to despise
4156 the Jungle-People because they lived in the forest. And yet they
4157 never knew what the buildings were made for nor how to use
4158 them. They would sit in circles on the hall of the king's council
4159 chamber, and scratch for fleas and pretend to be men; or they would
4160 run in and out of the roofless houses and collect pieces of plaster
4161 and old bricks in a corner, and forget where they had hidden them,
4162 and fight and cry in scuffling crowds, and then break off to play up
4163 and down the terraces of the king's garden, where they would shake
4164 the rose trees and the oranges in sport to see the fruit and flowers
4167 =head2 v5.005_04-RC1 - Lewis Carroll, "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland"
4169 L<Announced on 2004-02-05 by LE<0xe9>on Brocard|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2004/02/msg88312.html>
4171 Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had
4172 plenty of time as she went down to look about her and to wonder what was
4173 going to happen next. First, she tried to look down and make out what
4174 she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything; then she looked
4175 at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with
4176 cupboards and book-shelves; here and there she saw maps and pictures
4177 hung upon pegs. She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she
4178 passed; it was labelled 'ORANGE MARMALADE', but to her great
4179 disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar for fear
4180 of killing somebody, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as
4183 =head2 v1.0_16 - Johan Vromans, extemporarily
4185 L<Announced on 2003-12-18 by Richard Clamp|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2003/12/msg86423.html>
4187 't was 16 years ago today
4188 Larry taught us a new game
4189 of lazyness, impatience, and hubris
4190 Happy birthday, Perl!
4192 =head1 ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
4194 This document was originally compiled based on a list of epigraphs
4195 on L<Perl Monks|http://perlmonks.org> titled
4196 L<Recent Perl Release Announcement|http://perlmonks.org/?node_id=372406>