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Politics for Poets

Happy Depressinist Daze of January!

This is always such a magical time of fog, ice, constant wind, and the smell of hardwood cooking.

Kettle

on the stove

Don't you love the smell of coffee?

He's gone joe-dank-diggity

There is this new thing that I've learned to do with BASH and brace expansion. Outside of the box of uses that some present for things on the man-page (a help file in Unix shells) there are other uses. And BASH is a very powerful toolkit well worth mastering. And ever improving. So I've been tweeking up the studies, and collecting all kinds of useful BASH trivia.

Anyway with brace expansion we can craft giant lists of word-play blather. It's blater-tacious. Actually no one would use all of these word mangle-dangles. They are all what I have called before 'fowelcab words', which means tht they are made up and really would never ever be used for any technical document, in court, when talking to experts in a foreum, and probably not even in fiction or creative writing. But it's the kind of word that say Jason Alexander or Jason Seagal, or especially Michael Pattrick Harris would use. So, for example on the show "How I dragged out a lame two year story idea into a ten year career by being Awwweeesomme (in my own mind)" the prefix 'bro' is always used for everything. using brace expansion we could make a copious list of words that our minds would be loath to keep on with (it gets tiring, they must be sick of doing it. End the show.)

(echo  -e {guy,bro,dude,guy,dew-ude,slapt}{mantic,tackular,manttory,dude,tablulary,code,tober,ensday,retrantic}"\n" ) |fmt -w 44
guymantic
 guytackular guymanttory guydude
 guytablulary guycode guytober guyensday
 guyretrantic bromantic brotackular
 bromanttory brodude brotablulary
 brocode brotober broensday broretrantic
 dudemantic dudetackular dudemanttory
 dudedude dudetablulary dudecode
 dudetober dudeensday duderetrantic
 guymantic guytackular guymanttory guydude
 guytablulary guycode guytober guyensday
 guyretrantic dew-udemantic dew-udetackular
 dew-udemanttory dew-udedude
 dew-udetablulary dew-udecode dew-udetober
 dew-udeensday dew-uderetrantic slaptmantic
 slapttackular slaptmanttory slaptdude
 slapttablulary slaptcode slapttober
 slaptensday slaptretrantic

"Obviously such a list would need to be culled. Also, probably a second list with vowels put in places where they need to be for the world to follow the code of whatever langauge the word is in."

please be warned concerning brace expansion: this powerful tool will produce a lot (a real lot) of output if you want it to. Use it like that if you want to, but be warned that this is a tool of great power.

think of it like this: esentially what we have here is a multiplication process. so if we had, for example,


echo -e {1,2,3,4}{1,2,3,4} " "

we have 4 things of 4, so we get a total of 4x4 expansions which is 16. Add another one like this:


echo -e {1,2,3,4}{1,2,3,4}{1,2,3,4}

4^3 expansions which is 64. BASH will faithfull expand this all out to be whatever you want it to be even if your system is not up for it. Also something like:


echo -e {0..9}{0..9}{0..9}" "

fun with brace expansion

"Why don't we BASH for a while?"

the parenthesis are necessary here because the whole thing is created and then formated. Note that a space is added between each expanded element.


 (echo -e {🌃,🌄,🌅}{🌍,🌎,🌏}{🌑,🌒,🌓,🌔,🌕,🌖,🌗,🌘,🌙,🌚}" " ) |fmt -w  55
🌃🌍🌑  🌃🌍🌒  🌃🌍🌓  🌃🌍🌔
🌃🌍🌕  🌃🌍🌖  🌃🌍🌗  🌃🌍🌘
🌃🌍🌙  🌃🌍🌚  🌃🌎🌑  🌃🌎🌒
🌃🌎🌓  🌃🌎🌔  🌃🌎🌕  🌃🌎🌖
🌃🌎🌗  🌃🌎🌘  🌃🌎🌙  🌃🌎🌚
🌃🌏🌑  🌃🌏🌒  🌃🌏🌓  🌃🌏🌔
🌃🌏🌕  🌃🌏🌖  🌃🌏🌗  🌃🌏🌘
🌃🌏🌙  🌃🌏🌚  🌄🌍🌑  🌄🌍🌒
🌄🌍🌓  🌄🌍🌔  🌄🌍🌕  🌄🌍🌖
🌄🌍🌗  🌄🌍🌘  🌄🌍🌙  🌄🌍🌚
🌄🌎🌑  🌄🌎🌒  🌄🌎🌓  🌄🌎🌔
🌄🌎🌕  🌄🌎🌖  🌄🌎🌗  🌄🌎🌘
🌄🌎🌙  🌄🌎🌚  🌄🌏🌑  🌄🌏🌒
🌄🌏🌓  🌄🌏🌔  🌄🌏🌕  🌄🌏🌖
🌄🌏🌗  🌄🌏🌘  🌄🌏🌙  🌄🌏🌚
🌅🌍🌑  🌅🌍🌒  🌅🌍🌓  🌅🌍🌔
🌅🌍🌕  🌅🌍🌖  🌅🌍🌗  🌅🌍🌘
🌅🌍🌙  🌅🌍🌚  🌅🌎🌑  🌅🌎🌒
🌅🌎🌓  🌅🌎🌔  🌅🌎🌕  🌅🌎🌖
🌅🌎🌗  🌅🌎🌘  🌅🌎🌙  🌅🌎🌚
🌅🌏🌑  🌅🌏🌒  🌅🌏🌓  🌅🌏🌔
🌅🌏🌕  🌅🌏🌖  🌅🌏🌗  🌅🌏🌘
🌅🌏🌙  🌅🌏🌚


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Dec 31, 2013 (12-24-2013)

well . . .

I think I've blogged enough today.

"I'm all blogged out."

~ OK Now.

one of the rituals here at Urgecentral is that every year we take down the old year and put up the new one. Thus the data flips over. I don't 'automate' the year flip (or do I?). Well I might. IN anycase I need to start adding 2014 to all of the copyright notices. Copyright notices . . . well I could go on.

Praise God! awful first novel lines:

If she was born given over to madness then he didnt' see it in her till he had already brought her to the mountain and sacrificed her to his dreams of living way on high, crazy living.

OK, I've actually got somewhere to go.

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Thank Veterans profusely and unexpectedly!

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how hard is it to use these new symbols in your stuff? Well, first you need to know that they exist. Second, you can just cut and paste them.

🌀 🌁 🌂 🌃 🌄 🌅 🌆 🌇 🌈 🌉 🌊 🌋 🌌 🌍 🌎 🌏 🌐 🌑 🌒 🌓 🌔 🌕 🌖 🌗 🌘 🌙 🌚 🌛 🌜 🌝 🌞 🌟 🌠

I've got a message for . . . Mr Bash (an alias for someone else). Mr Bash, if I use brace expansion with the dot-dot idiom, ie like this:

echo -e {🌃..🌅}{🌍..🌏}{🌑..🌚}" "

why does that not work when

echo -e {🌃,🌄,🌅}{🌍,🌎,🌏}{🌑,🌒,🌓,🌔,🌕,🌖,🌗,🌘,🌙,🌚}" "

will? Maybe I've not ordered the elements properly. Well that little snippit doesn't work that well but t

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It gets put in
and no one notices it.      

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The following poem is fresh, whipped up, off the cuff.


  
In side the echo
  it must be like a kind of evil meditation
  to be moving along in thought and mind
    like beach crab swarms mating in the mid day heat
 like the whole world is moving in the same direction
        and everyone has to go the same way
  or they just aren't cool
        which is point of view that is the exact opposite of that.
   I don't wantta be last to get outta here if the roof starts collapsing.
 Priest with his constant beads and the holy signs of pending light.
      He was number one. He didn't make it out.

  Inside the echo
    is there acknowledgment when they start to repeat the made up things in choir?
   do they even know that they put the place inside the part that put it in their private time?
          outside of echos the head phones are put down.
    no one can see what he sees looking off towards the skittering beams of the dawn
 conquering angel coming over here, 
        no theory of loss or revolution needed.
    constant winning.

   Just cause they turn up the echo
         and try to make the orator stop in his ability to locute
    doesn't make the things that he needs to tell them about themselves
         truer then they were already.

  But no body will tell you what that is.
         and if you ask about it, do they put you on the list?
                   that you delude(?) they have inside their . . .
        what word to use?
     
 The words were all deriding of anyone who might be implied as subject.
     The poet knows that building these towering scary progress of
           piling it all higher and higher just lets the drama of the accident seem
             all the more scary. Boo. now run from here
     and let him vacuum up all the chips.


         Down here it was lonely once.
    he followed his heart towards the scattering sands as they raced from dune to dune
          driven by endless wind
     that can not be removed.

            Remove their wind
       and the parking lot be cleaned.
       a rare day of calm while the world turns before the storm.

  He wishes he had a million reasons to sing the praises of all the sages
           who march their band along the rushing outflows as if ebb-tide is forever.

 He knew, he knew, that the reasons for a poem end
       when the writing it get hard.
 some poets keep writing anyway.
        content monger your fingers into pain you can rest them later.
     The quality differs from spoken what the words are from mind rambles,
you think in your head as you create.
     thought exhales
   from your fingers.

   Some say that the attempt
         to ban the second hand thought
             is a violation of human liberty.
    others that those who exhale their stale repetitions
        upon the world through over-bearing strength of 
                the repetition of the rushing flow, the
           ebb of the sea of deep water.

    See it? See it along the horizon?
           Is there someone who would bring you there?
  go to the fancy dock and curse the rich guy who keeps a boat
       just so a guy like you can rent it
   to go washing off towards the away places of dreams,
             checking out, but you aren't really going anywhere.
 
     if you were [JK] you'd just
              hope on-board the wind serf board and 
    shoot off on a hanging ho!
       grab the line they let go off the back of the clippered schonor
                 beers and wine and whining pumps
               squally day with rugged humps 
                                                      of time 
                                                  that rock you.

   If you'd been born-in-it could you forgive a man of no guile his
            indifference to the suffering of insufferable do-you-know-who_i
                                 yammers,
        staggering drunk down Beacon Street, off towards the hitheroo of somewhere else?
   he's never stabbed a back and never will.
            he wonders
        'why do people hate the rich?
     why do they hate
                 Republicans?'

  More drink, more wine,
      throw your metals
            across a line
  years later claim
        "it wasn't mine."

       never ever refuse a free line
     share the wine.

      A guy like that isn't about lies but glory.
    so many times he held back his story.
        so many days of thinking ill
     just pushed forward by strength of will.

   A puppet king?
       a hyno-minion?
   I tell you, Joe, it isn't in him
   to double deal or stab a back
          he's just all about fixing lack.

     he's all about the glorious fight
 the constant quest to make things right
  to make the people all be better
  new apartment
     expensive sweater (poet's ouch)

       And if you stand upon the stage
    some think you anatomic rage
         a motto frank 
                 swilling  in a stein
           Pups for brews?
            yaughts for wine?
      And how about a fancy line?

  "To who, to whet ann'd yar da line
   grab the misson and we be fine
       and off to chart the coastal sea
            and plot out where that Newfie be.
      
     "yarrrr
            ya able to give me one of dem dar
                  hunting license is?"

 A vast . . . right wing chick-spearacy.
      extra crispy.

  If it's slander
        if it's fake
      what compares 
   the troubles we make?

  


Praise God!
 (echo  -e {guy,bro,dude,guy,dew-ude,slapt}{mantic,\
tackular,manttory,dude,tablulary,code,\
tober,ensday,retrantic,lusions,tantric,clusions,antics}"
" ) |fmt -w 44

guymantic
 guytackular guymanttory guydude
 guytablulary guycode guytober guyensday
 guyretrantic guylusions guytantric
 guyclusions guyantics bromantic
 brotackular bromanttory brodude
 brotablulary brocode brotober broensday
 broretrantic brolusions brotantric
 broclusions broantics dudemantic
 dudetackular dudemanttory dudedude
 dudetablulary dudecode dudetober
 dudeensday duderetrantic dudelusions
 dudetantric dudeclusions dudeantics
 guymantic guytackular guymanttory guydude
 guytablulary guycode guytober guyensday
 guyretrantic guylusions guytantric
 guyclusions guyantics dew-udemantic
 dew-udetackular dew-udemanttory
 dew-udedude dew-udetablulary
 dew-udecode dew-udetober dew-udeensday
 dew-uderetrantic dew-udelusions
 dew-udetantric dew-udeclusions
 dew-udeantics slaptmantic slapttackular
 slaptmanttory slaptdude slapttablulary
 slaptcode slapttober slaptensday
 slaptretrantic slaptlusions slapttantric
 slaptclusions slaptantics

Last episode, no kidding bro,
they bring Barn to hill top in New Hampshire
"ledge in Derry?" he swets (in obvious
 melodramma style that the show is good at)
and then they throw him off it. 
barnatious stinson, the revolutionary war
 hero 
ledge
    in 
     Derry.

serious, dudes, why didn't you end this show
 five years ago
 seriously. Seriously? Seriously.

Dude.
Dude.
Dude!

"An inheritance may be gotten hastily at the beginning; but the end thereof shall not be blessed." Proverbs 20:21 KJV

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Wake up!

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