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video here; transcripts here) on the National Security Agency's surveillance programs and their (lack of) oversight and accountability was pretty vacuous. Seeing as how the committee virtually ensured nothing was at stake during the hearing, it was dreadfully boring. Having slogged through the entire video recording, I almost want to write committee chair (and one of my senators) Dianne Feinstein and request three hours of my life back.
The vast majority of the automatons participants seemed to rotate between three modes of operation:
Bashing Edward Snowden and "the media" for exposure of the National Security Agency's activities
Emphasizing the legal and transparent nature of everything the NSA, FISC, etc. do
Praising the dedication, patriotism, intelligence, etc. of the United States' national security employees and the members of the committee
Taking a page from the Condoleezza Rice book of fearmongering, the committee members stoked fear about the constant terrorist threats that the United States is purportedly facing. DiFi opened up the hearing with a completely irrelevant news update about the recent al-Shabaab attack in Kenya. Several other members, notably NSA Director Keith Alexander, repeatedly implied that disrupting the NSA's programs would result (or would have resulted) in terrorist attacks upon American soil.
Senators Mark Udall and Ron Wyden, the two on the intelligence committee who have been mildly critical of the NSA, were the lone exceptions to the hours-long monotony. They at least asked some questions that could not be characterized as softballs, but were really unable to pursue a line of questioning given the five-minute limit that DiFi placed on each senator's question and answer session with the panelists (Alexander, Director of National Intelligence James Clapper, and Deputy Attorney General James Cole).
The hearing finished up with statements from two NSA supporters, Ben Wittes and Tim Edgar. Their sycophantic performances ensured the hearing could conclude without any interesting information filtering through to the public.
Several senators in their non-questions to Alexander and Clapper seemed to have a less than adequate grasp of the hearing's subject matter. Marcy Wheeler comments that these senators "filibustered themselves so they wouldn’t have to ask any questions (and therefore betray ignorance)."
DiFi again should win the award for most supercilious defense of a secretive government national security program. Opening the hearing with the statement that "The public has a misperception and that must be corrected," she gaslighted throughout the hearing, uttering such ridiculous assertions as "Much of the press has called this a surveillance program. It is not."
It is very hard to escape the conclusion that Glenn Greenwald came to after watching the hearing: "The very idea that meaningful reform of the NSA will come out of this annexed, captured, corrupted Committee is ludicrous on its face."
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video here; transcripts here) on the National Security Agency's surveillance programs and their (lack of) oversight and accountability was pretty vacuous. Seeing as how the committee virtually ensured nothing was at stake during the hearing, it was dreadfully boring. Having slogged through the entire video recording, I almost want to write committee chair (and one of my senators) Dianne Feinstein and request three hours of my life back.
The vast majority of the automatons participants seemed to rotate between three modes of operation:
Bashing Edward Snowden and "the media" for exposure of the National Security Agency's activities
Emphasizing the legal and transparent nature of everything the NSA, FISC, etc. do
Praising the dedication, patriotism, intelligence, etc. of the United States' national security employees and the members of the committee
Taking a page from the Condoleezza Rice book of fearmongering, the committee members stoked fear about the constant terrorist threats that the United States is purportedly facing. DiFi opened up the hearing with a completely irrelevant news update about the recent al-Shabaab attack in Kenya. Several other members, notably NSA Director Keith Alexander, repeatedly implied that disrupting the NSA's programs would result (or would have resulted) in terrorist attacks upon American soil.
Senators Mark Udall and Ron Wyden, the two on the intelligence committee who have been mildly critical of the NSA, were the lone exceptions to the hours-long monotony. They at least asked some questions that could not be characterized as softballs, but were really unable to pursue a line of questioning given the five-minute limit that DiFi placed on each senator's question and answer session with the panelists (Alexander, Director of National Intelligence James Clapper, and Deputy Attorney General James Cole).
The hearing finished up with statements from two NSA supporters, Ben Wittes and Tim Edgar. Their sycophantic performances ensured the hearing could conclude without any interesting information filtering through to the public.
Several senators in their non-questions to Alexander and Clapper seemed to have a less than adequate grasp of the hearing's subject matter. Marcy Wheeler comments that these senators "filibustered themselves so they wouldn’t have to ask any questions (and therefore betray ignorance)."
DiFi again should win the award for most supercilious defense of a secretive government national security program. Opening the hearing with the statement that "The public has a misperception and that must be corrected," she gaslighted throughout the hearing, uttering such ridiculous assertions as "Much of the press has called this a surveillance program. It is not."
It is very hard to escape the conclusion that Glenn Greenwald came to after watching the hearing: "The very idea that meaningful reform of the NSA will come out of this annexed, captured, corrupted Committee is ludicrous on its face."
Thursday's Senate Intelligence Committee Hearing (video here; transcripts here) on the National Security Agency's surveillance programs and their (lack of) oversight and accountability was pretty vacuous. Seeing as how the committee virtually ensured nothing was at stake during the hearing, it was dreadfully boring. Having slogged through the entire video recording, I almost want to write committee chair (and one of my senators) Dianne Feinstein and request three hours of my life back.
The vast majority of the automatons participants seemed to rotate between three modes of operation:
Bashing Edward Snowden and "the media" for exposure of the National Security Agency's activities
Emphasizing the legal and transparent nature of everything the NSA, FISC, etc. do
Praising the dedication, patriotism, intelligence, etc. of the United States' national security employees and the members of the committee
Taking a page from the Condoleezza Rice book of fearmongering, the committee members stoked fear about the constant terrorist threats that the United States is purportedly facing. DiFi opened up the hearing with a completely irrelevant news update about the recent al-Shabaab attack in Kenya. Several other members, notably NSA Director Keith Alexander, repeatedly implied that disrupting the NSA's programs would result (or would have resulted) in terrorist attacks upon American soil.
Senators Mark Udall and Ron Wyden, the two on the intelligence committee who have been mildly critical of the NSA, were the lone exceptions to the hours-long monotony. They at least asked some questions that could not be characterized as softballs, but were really unable to pursue a line of questioning given the five-minute limit that DiFi placed on each senator's question and answer session with the panelists (Alexander, Director of National Intelligence James Clapper, and Deputy Attorney General James Cole).
The hearing finished up with statements from two NSA supporters, Ben Wittes and Tim Edgar. Their sycophantic performances ensured the hearing could conclude without any interesting information filtering through to the public.
Several senators in their non-questions to Alexander and Clapper seemed to have a less than adequate grasp of the hearing's subject matter. Marcy Wheeler comments that these senators "filibustered themselves so they wouldn’t have to ask any questions (and therefore betray ignorance)."
DiFi again should win the award for most supercilious defense of a secretive government national security program. Opening the hearing with the statement that "The public has a misperception and that must be corrected," she gaslighted throughout the hearing, uttering such ridiculous assertions as "Much of the press has called this a surveillance program. It is not."
It is very hard to escape the conclusion that Glenn Greenwald came to after watching the hearing: "The very idea that meaningful reform of the NSA will come out of this annexed, captured, corrupted Committee is ludicrous on its face."


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I wanted to do a album with the sound of the 50s, The sound of the 60s, of the 70s and then have a sound of the future And I said: "Wait a second I know the synthesizer, why don't I use the synthesizer Which is the sound of the future"
-- Giorgo Moroder
see https://github.com/severak/synths


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Like everyone else, I see that React is taking the world by storm or so it would seem. I am researching it. I heard a Ruby Rogues podcast from David Heinemeier Hansson the creator of Ruby on Rails, a guy whom I respect mightily mostly because of his philosophy on life and coding. And he drives race cars. And is a fan of remote work. Anyway on a recent podcast he basically said :
"Still not a big fan on the framework side of things...React's approach is sound but pairing up with redux..well redux is more convoluted and self-congratulatory in its complexity than anything I have seen since the dark ages of J2EE...and we have spent two decades on separation of concerns, and now react just says...Hey..lets put it all in the same box....that said...I found that a lot of the problems the new javascript technologies propose to solve are not problems that I have..."
So for now I will create a few applications till I feel I have a good understanding of what React has to offer but I am glad I found that podcast. I respect his opinion on this one. These days it's hard to separate the people who are promoting technologies because they hope to sell a book/blog/course from the people who truly have used the product and think its worth using. But hey...that's what the internet is these days. I think it was much harder to sell stuff with compuserve!
Food for thought as they say.


In this folder you will find plugins made for the bootstrapper.
You can run them via the --plugin
option when bootstrapping:
./build-debian-cloud ec2 --plugin plugins/admin-user
standard-packages
unattended-upgrades
build-metadata
Adds a build metadata output file to record the AMI and snapshot IDs for further scripting.admin-user
publish-ami
publish-snapshot
remount
lvm-root-volume
The following is a list of external plugins you can use with build-debian-cloud.
ec2-autohostname
Create a Route 53 CNAME record via an instance tag when booting.
ec2-minecraft
Installs Minecraft Server Manager by Marcus Whybrow.
debian-cloud-chef
Installs Opscode Chef client using the Omnibus installer.
debian-cloud-rightscale
Installs RightLink by RightScale.
If you have made a plugin for build-debian-cloud and would like to share it, send me a pull request or drop me an email.


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CartoDB offers a simple unified JavaScript library called CartoDB.js that let you interact with the CartoDB service.
To start using CartoDB.js just paste this piece of code within the HEAD tags of your HTML:
Create a map and add a CartoDB layer:
<%= item.description %>


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category
campaign
start time
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start time
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Update
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BaseFragment |
Base fragment to standardize and simplify initialization for this component. abstract class BaseFragment<B : ViewDataBinding, M : ViewModel> : Fragment |
BaseListAdapter |
Base list adapter to standardize and simplify initialization for this component. abstract class BaseListAdapter<T> : ListAdapter<T, ViewHolder> |
BasePagedListAdapter |
Base paged list adapter to standardize and simplify initialization for this component. abstract class BasePagedListAdapter<T> : PagedListAdapter<T, ViewHolder> |
BaseViewHolder |
Base view holder to standardize and simplify initialization for this component. abstract class BaseViewHolder<T : ViewDataBinding> : ViewHolder |
BaseViewState |
Base state interface to describe different state of the view. interface BaseViewState |


Speaks a phrase over the vehicle audio system using SDL’s TTS (text-to-speech) engine. The provided text to be spoken can be simply a text phrase, or it can consist of phoneme specifications to direct SDL’s TTS engine to speak a “speech-sculpted” phrase.
Receipt of the Response indicates the completion of the Speak operation, regardless of how the Speak operation may have completed (i.e. successfully, interrupted, terminated, etc.).
Requesting a new Speak operation while the application has another Speak operation already in progress (i.e. no corresponding Response for that in-progress Speak operation has been received yet) will terminate the in-progress Speak operation (causing its corresponding Response to be sent by SDL) and begin the requested Speak operation
Requesting a new Speak operation while the application has an SDLAlert operation already in progress (i.e. no corresponding Response for that in-progress SDLAlert operation has been received yet) will result in the Speak operation request being rejected (indicated in the Response to the Request)
Requesting a new SDLAlert operation while the application has a Speak operation already in progress (i.e. no corresponding Response for that in-progress Speak operation has been received yet) will terminate the in-progress Speak operation (causing its corresponding Response to be sent by SDL) and begin the requested SDLAlert operation
Requesting a new Speak operation while the application has a SDLPerformInteraction operation already in progress (i.e. no corresponding Response for that in-progress SDLPerformInteraction operation has been received yet) will result in the Speak operation request being rejected (indicated in the Response to the Request)
Requesting a SDLPerformInteraction operation while the application has a Speak operation already in progress (i.e. no corresponding Response for that in-progress Speak operation has been received yet) will terminate the in-progress Speak operation (causing its corresponding Response to be sent by SDL) and begin the requested SDLPerformInteraction operation
HMI Status Requirements:
Notes:
Additional Notes:
@since SmartDeviceLink 1.0
See
SDLAlertConvenience init to create a speak message
- (nonnull instancetype)initWithTTS:(nonnull NSString *)ttsText;
init(tts ttsText: String)
The text to speak
An SDLSpeak object
Convenience init to create a speak message
- (nonnull instancetype)initWithTTSChunks:
(nonnull NSArray<SDLTTSChunk *> *)ttsChunks;
init(ttsChunks: [SDLTTSChunk])
An array of TTSChunk structs which, taken together, specify the phrase to be spoken
An SDLSpeak object
An array of TTSChunk structs which, taken together, specify the phrase to be spoken
@discussion The total length of the phrase composed from the ttsChunks provided must be less than 500 characters or the request will be rejected
Required, Array of SDLTTSChunk, Array size 1 - 100
See
SDLTTSChunk@property (nonatomic, strong) NSArray<SDLTTSChunk *> *_Nonnull ttsChunks;
var ttsChunks: [SDLTTSChunk] { get set }


I have made a theme for the Battlefield 4 Battlelog
Please write suggestions, criticism or bug reports in this topic.
Black Shadow Theme (v1.2.1)
Changelog
v1.1:
-Fixed bug with animated background (thanks dapil)
-Fixed the server filter height
-Fixed a leaderboard bug with the geomap
-Fixed a bug with the dogtag list
-Fixed a bug with the loadout
-Fixed a bug with the emblem editor
-Changed the poll-bar color to orange
-Fixed a bug with the battle reports
-Fixed a bug with the game-bar
-Fixed a bug with the battle-screen
-Changed the PopUp-window "X"-Button color to white (thanks I_like_Chocolate)
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v1.2:
-fixed many bugs
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v1.2.1:
-added a white shadow for the tooltip
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dapil
Plugin Developer
I am famous :D Great theme! Only when I have the video background enabled, it's over the theme background and because the video background is not made for transparent com center, it ends at the middle of it. I know I can fix it by turning it off, but I just wanted to let you know.
theme-bug.png
I know you can do this by yourself, but I will save you few seconds: #base-background .video-container video {
display: none;
}
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T3RRORTOAST
Community Manager
Thanks ! :) Fixed the bug
I_like_Chocolate
Is it possible that this Theme can get in the Themswitcher?
This looks amazing and plays out very well with my background :)
Picture:
amazing.PNG
I have two suggestions.
First: Is it possible to make a version, which has a fixed com center?
Second: I would make the colored bars in the poll also orrange like the rest of the bars in the whole Battlelog.
Picture:
orange.PNG
Topicstarter
T3RRORTOAST
Community Manager
I_like_Chocolate wrote:
Is it possible that this Theme can get in the Themswitcher?
This looks amazing and plays out very well with my background :)
Picture:
amazing.PNG
I have two suggestions.
First: Is it possible to make a version, which has a fixed com center?
Second: I would make the colored bars in the poll also orrange like the rest of the bars in the whole Battlelog.
Picture:
orange.PNG
"Is it possible that this Theme can get in the Themswitcher?" - let's see what brain says
"First: Is it possible to make a version, which has a fixed com center?" - sure, here
"Second: I would make the colored bars in the poll also orrange like the rest of the bars in the whole Battlelog." - done
BrainFooLong
Administrator
Yup, is a theme for the theme switcher.
Let's wait a few days to be sure that the most things working fine and than i add that theme to the theme switcher.
When there is a little PopUp-window in Battlelog itself, than normally is in the top right corner an X to close it. I think it was yout intention to don't make one there. But i think it would be better, when there would be an X with a slightly brighter colour so can target the close-button easier.
Picture:
X.PNG
In your preview-picture there are yellow/orange accents at the top and above the playername. For me there aren't one's. Bug or did you change that?
When there is a little PopUp-window in Battlelog itself, than normally is in the top right corner an X to close it. I think it was yout intention to don't make one there. But i think it would be better, when there would be an X with a slightly brighter colour so can target the close-button easier.
Thx, fixed !
I_like_Chocolate wrote:
In your preview-picture there are yellow/orange accents at the top and above the playername. For me there aren't one's. Bug or did you change that?
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I_like_Chocolate
Did you also updatet teh version with fixed ComCenter? :o
For me there isn't an X :/
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T3RRORTOAST
Community Manager
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T3RRORTOAST
Community Manager
Please use this link for the fixed com-center version:


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YAML Component
kr8 can use a static k8s manifest as a source input. You can then manipulate the structure of that YAML using Jsonnet. kr8 takes care of the heavy lifting for you.
Taskfile
You'll need a taskfile that downloads the original manifests for you in the fetch
task. Here's an example:
version: 2
# Download the example manifests for the metrics server.
# This creates a directory, "vendored" which contains the manifests
tasks:
fetch:
desc: "fetch component dependencies"
cmds:
- rm -rf vendored
- mkdir -p vendored sources
- git clone --depth=1 https://github.com/kubernetes-incubator/metrics-server sources/metrics-server
- cp -a sources/metrics-server/deploy/1.8+/*.yaml ./vendored/
- git add ./vendored
- rm -rf sources
generate:
desc: "generate"
cmds:
- kr8-helpers clean-output
- find vendored -type f -name "*.yaml" -exec kr8-helpers yaml-install '{}' \; # install all the manifests in the vendored directory directly, without changing then
# use the metrics-server-deployment.yaml as the input to the jsonnet file
- KR8_JSONNET_ARGS='--ext-str-file inputMetricsServerDeploy=vendored/metrics-server-deployment.yaml' kr8-helpers jsonnet-render metrics-server-deployment.jsonnet
Jsonnet
You'll notice in the taskfile above that this line:
KR8_JSONNET_ARGS='--ext-str-file inputMetricsServerDeploy=vendored/metrics-server-deployment.yaml' kr8-helpers jsonnet-render metrics-server-deployment.jsonnet
References one of the files in vendored. This give us the ability to modify this file. Here's how the jsonnet looks:
local helpers = import 'helpers.libsonnet';
local parseYaml = std.native('parseYaml');
# this must match the `ext-str-file` value in the taskfile
# it imports those values with the variable name "deployment"
local deployment = parseYaml(std.extVar('inputMetricsServerDeploy'));
local args = [
"--kubelet-insecure-tls",
"--kubelet-preferred-address-types=InternalIP,ExternalIP,Hostname",
]
[
# drop all the secrets if they're found, we don't want to check them into git
if object.kind == 'Secret' then {} else object
for object in helpers.list(
helpers.named(deployment) + {
# grab kind deployment with name metrics-server, and add some more args
['Deployment/kube-system/metrics-server']+: helpers.patchContainerNamed(
"metrics-server",
{
"args"+: args,
}
),
}
)
]


BrightJS is a complete web development solution,designed for the design and development of large projects.
BrightJS followed the web encoding model inherent in one of the most familiar way to build the project.
BrightJS provides a lot of basic tool library and the introduction of the new code dependency management mechanism and provide new DOM processing architecture, which can greatly simplify the web application complexity, so more attention processing UI logic.
BrightJS does not introduce too much code level constraints, developers can do whatever they want to achieve their own creative intentions.
BrightJS applies to any use of the scene of the web application, including SPA applications (desktop&mobile), response and traditional web, etc.. You can use the same build to complete any scenarios.
BrightJS's built-in API has been a performance tuning, and in the overall guarantee of resource usage is minimized. BrightJS does not use any of the operating time of the large area of automatic processing, the final performance tuning to the user.


“Think it over, think it under.”
― A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh
I'm not sure what that quote means but I want you to write code for bears like Winnie-the-Pooh. If you don't know a lot about bears, you can also imagine yourself in two years after a 13-hours intercontinental flight. Someone taps you on the shoulder and you need to explain your code. You have 15 seconds.
In Ruby on Rails there are two often used callback chains. Controller filters and Active Record callbacks. Let's look at something ridiculous first.
For this example we assume our authors have names that split up in first and last name. In general you can't do this. If you don't believe me, read Falsehoods Programmers Believe About Names. It takes about 5 minutes, and is totally worth it.
class Author < ActiveRecord::Base
after_initialize :set_full_name!
attr_reader :full_name
private
def set_full_name!
@full_name = [first_name, last_name].join(' ')
end
end
Hahaha, that's really weird! That's not how you define an accessor. I know, right?
class AuthorsController < ApplicationController
before_action :set_full_name!
private
def set_full_name!
@author = Author.find(params[:id])
@author_full_name =<EMAIL_ADDRESS>@author.last_name].join(' ')
end
end
Pooh is weeping almost inaudibly. Almost… But we know how to cheer him up! We can just refactor this thing into an accessor.
class Author < ActiveRecord::Base
def full_name
[first_name, last_name].compact.join(' ')
end
end
Once we realize that controllers and models are all just Ruby classes we can do the same
thing in the controller. Action Pack even gives us the little gem
helper_method
which allows us to turn the
accessor to a helper that is usable in the view.
class AuthorsController < ApplicationController
before_action :find_author, only: %i(show)
private
def author_full_name
<EMAIL_ADDRESS>@author.last_name].compact.join(' ')
end
helper_method :author_full_name
end
Pooh is happy again! And not just because he just ate a gallon of honey. Wait, why didn't we get rid of all the before filters?
What is a web server, but a Series of Tubes? That's exactly what they thought at Apache.
When responding to an HTTP request you basically apply some input filters, then do some content generation, and finally some output filtering. Input filters do things like character set conversions, internal redirects, parameter mangling. Output filters can deflate (zip).
The filter methods used to be called *_filter
,
but the _filter parts has become _action.
Sounds familiar? Rails does the same with its
*_action
methods. The principle is really clear
and simple, and like anything it can be horribly misused.
An we misused it to death. When we couldn't misuse it even more we moved all of this misuse to Rack modules. But that's a story for another day.
Here I do the smart writing thing and refer back to the quote from the first paragraph. Think before you do something. Or what was the quote again? I forgot.
So what are we allowed to do from the controller callback chains? We're not a web server like Apache and our chain is basically just a list of methods to invoke. Let's just lay down some rules.
The method should be called for ‘a lot of the actions’ and it should be something that
clearly needs to be done before we can process the action. This means things like finding
the resource being operated on in this controller: the
Author
in an
AuthorsController
. Another example is finding the
authenticated user because it needs to be there for every action anyway.
Render a response from a filter to halt the rest of the render chain. In most cases you
do this to implement authorization. When the authenticated user couldn't be found we send
a 401
page. Maybe we can send 304 Not Modified
to save a lot of
work being done in the action.
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we find the book. In another we
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private
# Finds the book or raises an ActiveRecord::RecordNotFound,
# which renders a nice 404 Not Found.
def find_book
@book = Book.find(params[:id])
end
# Make sure there is an author and otherwise redirect to a
# page where the author can be filled out
def ensure_author
unless @book.author
redirect_to new_book_author_url(@book)
end
end
end
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The walk back to the city was better than two miles, across low hills that worked the ache out of Mat’s leg and put it back again before they topped a rise and saw Ebou Dar ahead, behind its extravagantly thick, white-plastered wall that no siege catapult had ever been able to break down. The city within was white, too, though here and there pointed domes bore thin stripes of color.  Here and there a tower ended in a jagged top or a gap showed where a building had been destroyed, but in truth, the Seanchan conquest had occasioned little damage. They had been too fast, too strong, and in control of the city before more than scattered resistance could form.
Surprisingly, such trade as there was this time of year had hardly faltered with the city’s fall. The Seanchan encouraged it, though merchants and ship captains and crews were required to take an oath to obey the Forerunners, await the Return, and serve Those Who Come Home. In practice, that meant largely going about your life as usual, so few objected. The broad harbor was more crowded with ships every time Mat looked at it. This afternoon, it seemed he could have walked from Ebou Dar proper across to the Rahad, a rough quarter he would just as soon never revisit. Often in the days after he first managed to walk again, he had gone down to the docks to stare. Not at the vessels with ribbed sails or the Sea Folk ships that the Seanchan were re-rigging and manning with their own crews, but at craft flying the Golden Bees of Illian, or the Sword and Hand of Arad Doman, or the Crescents of Tear. He no longer did. Today, he barely glanced toward the harbor. Those dice spinning in his head seemed to roar like thunder. Whatever was going to happen, he very much doubted he would like it. He seldom did, when the dice gave warning.
Though a steady stream of traffic flowed out of the great arched gateway, and people afoot seemed to be squeezing through to get in, a thick column of wagons and ox-carts, stretching all the way back to the rise, was waiting to enter and hardly moving. Everyone departing on a horse was Seanchan, whether with skin as dark as one of the Sea Folk or pale as a Cairhienin, and they stood out for more than being mounted. Some of the men wore voluminous trousers and odd, tight coats with high collars that fit their necks snugly right to the chin and rows of shiny metal buttons down the front, or flowing, elaborately embroidered coats almost as long as a woman’s dress. They were of the Blood, as were the women in strangely cut riding dresses that seemed made of narrow pleats, with divided skirts cut to expose colorfully booted ankles and wide sleeves that hung to their feet in the stirrups. A few wore lace veils that hid all but their eyes, so their faces were not exposed to the lowborn. Most of the riders by far, however, wore brightly painted armor of overlapping plates. Some of the soldiers were women, too, though there was no way to tell which with those painted helmets like the heads of monstrous insects. At least none wore the black-and-red of the Deathwatch Guard. Even other Seanchan seemed nervous around them, and that was enough to warn Mat to walk wide around them.
In any case, none of the Seanchan spared so much as a glance for three men and a boy slowly walking toward the city along the column of waiting carts and wagons. Well, the men walked slowly. Olver skipped. Mat’s leg was setting their pace, but he tried not to let the others see how much he was leaning on his staff. The dice usually announced incidents he managed to survive by the skin of his teeth, battles, a building dropping on his head, Tylin. He dreaded what would happen when they stopped this time.
Nearly all of the wagons and carts leaving the city had Seanchan driving or walking alongside, more plainly dressed than those on horses, hardly peculiar looking at all, but those in the waiting line were more likely to belong to Ebou Dari or folk from the surrounding area, men in long vests, women with their skirts sewn up on one side to expose a stockinged leg or colorful petticoats, their wagons as well as their carts pulled by oxen. Outlanders dotted the column, merchants with small trains of horse-drawn wagons. There was more trade in winter here in the south than farther north, where merchants had to contend with snow-covered roads, and they came from far, some of them. A stout Domani woman with a dark beauty patch on her copper cheek, riding the lead of four wagons, clutched her flowered cloak around her and scowled at a man five wagons ahead of her in the line, a greasy-looking fellow, hiding long thick mustaches behind a Taraboner veil, beside the wagon driver. A competitor, no doubt. A lean Kandori with a large pearl in her left ear and silver chains across her chest sat her saddle calmly, gloved hand folded on the pommel, maybe still unaware that her gray gelding and her wagon teams alike would be put into the lottery once she was into the city. One horse in five had been taken from locals, and so as not to discourage trade, one in ten from outlanders. Paid for, true, and a fair price in other days, but not nearly what the market would bear, given the demand. Mat always noticed horses, even if with only half his mind or less. A fat Cairhienin in a coat as drab as those of his wagon drivers was shouting angrily about the delay and letting his fine bay mare dance nervously. A very good conformation on that mare. She would go to an officer, most likely. What was going to happen when the dice stopped?
The wide arched gates into the city had their guards, though it was likely only the Seanchan recognized them as such. Sul’dam in their lightning-paneled blue dresses threaded back and forth through the streams of traffic with gray-clad damane on silvery a’dam. Just one of those pairs would have been sufficient to quell any disturbance short of a full-scale assault, and maybe even that, but that was not the real reason for their presence. In the first days after Ebou Dar’s fall, while he was still confined to bed, they had harrowed the city searching for the women they called marath’damane, and now they made sure none could enter. The sul’dam each carried an extra leash coiled on her shoulder just in case. Pairs patrolled the docks, too, meeting every arriving ship and boat.
Beside the wide arched gate into the city, a long platform displayed, on spikes twenty feet above the ground, the tarred but still recognizable heads of over a dozen men and two women who had fallen afoul of Seanchan justice. Above them hung the symbol for that justice, a headsman’s slant-edged axe with the haft wrapped in an intricately knotted white cord. A placard below each head announced the crime that had placed it there, murder or rape, robbery with violence, assault on one of the Blood. Lesser offenses brought fines or flogging, or being made da’covale. The Seanchan were evenhanded about it. None of the Blood themselves were on display—one of those who earned execution would be sent back to Seanchan, or strangled with the white cord—but three of those heads had been attached to Seanchan, and the weight of their justice fell on high as well as low. Two placards marked rebellion hung below the heads of the woman who had been Mistress of the Ships to the Atha’an Miere and her Master of the Blades.
Mat had been through that gate often enough that he barely noticed the display, now. Olver skipped along singing a rhyming song. Beslan and Thom walked with their heads together, and once Mat caught a soft “risky business” from Thom, but he did not care what they were talking about. Then they were into the long, dim tunnel that carried the road through the wall, and the rumble of wagons passing through would have made listening impossible even had he wanted to. Keeping close to the side, well away from the wagon wheels, Thom and Beslan forged ahead talking in low murmurs, Olver darting after them, but when Mat emerged into daylight again, he walked into Thom’s back before he realized that all of them had stopped, hard beside the tunnel’s mouth. On the point of making a caustic comment, he suddenly saw what they were staring at. People afoot pushing out of the tunnel behind him shoved them aside, but he just stared, too.
The streets of Ebou Dar were always full of people, but not like this, as though a dam had burst and sent a flood of humanity into the city. The throng packed the street in front of him from one side to the other, surrounding pools of livestock the like of which he had never seen before, spotted white cattle with long upswept horns, pale brown goats covered in fine hair that hung to the paving stones, sheep with four horns. Every street he could see looked as jammed. Wagons and carts inched through the mass where they moved at all, the shouts and curses of the wagon drivers and carters all but drowned in the babble of voices and the noise of the animals. He could not make out words, but he could distinguish accents. Slow, drawling Seanchan accents. Some of them nudged a neighbor and pointed at him in his bright clothing. They were gaping and pointing at everything, as if they had never seen an inn or a cutler’s shop before, but he still growled under his breath and jerked his hat brim low over his eyes.
“The Return,” Thom muttered, and if Mat had not been right at his shoulder he would not have heard. “While we were taking our ease with Luca, the Corenne has arrived.”
Mat had been thinking of this Return that the Seanchan kept going on about as an invasion, an army. One of the wagon drivers shouted and waved her long-handled whip at some boys who had crawled up on the side of the wagon box to poke at what appeared to be grapevines in wooden tubs of earth. Another wagon held a long printing press, and still another, just managing to turn into the tunnel, carried what looked like brewers’ vats and a faint smell of hops. Crates of strangely colored chickens and ducks and geese decorated some of those wagons, not birds for sale, but a farmer’s stock. It was an army all right, only not the sort he had imagined. This kind of army would be harder to fight than soldiers.
“Stab my eyes, we’ll have to wade to get though this!” Beslan grumbled in disgust, rising on his toes to try peering farther ahead over the crowd. “How far before we find a clear street?”
 Full of ships. Maybe two or three times the vessels that had been there when they left for Luca’s camp at first light, quite a few of them still maneuvering under sail. Which meant there might be more still waiting to enter the harbor. Light! How many could have disgorged their cargo since morning? How many remained to be unloaded? Light, how many people could be carried on that number of ships? And why had they all come here instead of Tanchico? A shiver ran down his spine. Maybe this was not all of them.
“You had best try to find your way by back streets and alleys,” he said, raising his voice so they could hear over the cacophony. “You won’t reach the Palace before night, otherwise.”
Beslan turned a frown on him. “You aren’t returning with us? Mat, if you try to buy passage on a ship again . . . You know she won’t go easy on you this time.”
Mat matched the Queen’s son scowl for scowl. “I just want to walk around a little,” he lied. As soon as he returned to the Palace, Tylin would start cosseting and petting him. It would not have been that bad, really—not really—except that she did not care who saw her caress his cheeks and whisper endearments in his ear, even her son. Besides, what if the dice in his head stopped when he reached her? Possessive was hardly the word for Tylin these days. Blood and ashes, the woman might have decided to marry him! He did not want to marry, not yet, but he knew who he was going to marry, and it was not Tylin Quintara Mitsobar. Only, what could he do if she decided differently?
Suddenly he remembered Thom’s murmur of “risky business.” He knew Thom, and he knew Beslan. Olver was gaping at the Seanchan as hard as they themselves were at everything around them. He started to dart away for a closer look, and Mat seized his shoulder just in time and pushed him, protesting, into Thom’s hands. “Take the boy back to the Palace and give him his lessons when Riselle is done with him. And forget whatever madness you have in mind. You could put your heads on display outside the gate, and Tylin’s, too.” And his own. Never let that be forgotten!
The two men stared back at him without any expression, as good as confirming his suspicions.
“Perhaps I should walk with you,” Thom said at last. “We could talk. You’re remarkably lucky, Mat, and you have a certain flair for, shall we say, the adventurous?” Beslan nodded. Olver squirmed in Thom’s grip, trying to stare at all the strange people at once and unconcerned with what his elders were talking about.
Mat grunted sourly. Why did people always want him to be a hero? Sooner or later that sort of thing was going to get him killed. “I don’t need to talk about anything. They are here, Beslan. If you couldn’t stop them getting in, sure as morning, you won’t be able to push them out. Rand will deal with them, if the rumors are anything to go by.” Again, those whirling colors spun through his head, almost obliterating the sound of the dice for an instant. “You took that bloody oath to wait on the Return; we all did.” Refusal had meant being put in chains and set to work on the docks, or clearing the canals in the Rahad. Which made it no oath at all, in his book. “Wait on Rand.” The colors came once more and vanished. Blood and ashes! He just had to stop thinking about . . . About certain people. Again they swirled. “It might come out right yet, if you give it time.”
“You don’t understand, Mat,” Beslan said fiercely. “Mother still sits on the throne, and Suroth says she will rule all of Altara, not just what we hold around Ebou Dar, and maybe more besides, but mother had to lie down on her face and swear fealty to some woman on the other side of the Aryth Ocean. Suroth says I should marry one of their Blood and shave the sides of my head, and mother is listening to her. Suroth might pretend they are equals, but she has to listen when Suroth speaks. No matter what Suroth says, Ebou Dar isn’t really ours anymore, and the rest won’t be either. Maybe we can’t push them out by force of arms, but we can make the country too hot to hold them. The Whitecloaks found out. Ask them what they mean by ‘the Altaran Noon.’ ”
Mat could guess without asking anyone. He bit his tongue to keep from pointing out that there were more Seanchan soldiers in Ebou Dar than there had been Whitecloaks in all of Altara during the Whitecloak War.  “I understand you’re hot to put your head on a spike,” he said quietly. As quietly as he could and still be heard in that din of voices and cattle lowing and geese honking. “You know about their Listeners. That fellow over there who looks like a stableman could be one, or that skinny woman with the bundle on her back.”
Beslan glowered so hard at the pair Mat had pointed out that if they really were Listeners, they might report him for that alone. “Maybe you’ll sing a different song when they reach Andor,” he growled, and pushed his way into the throng, shoving anyone who got in his way. Mat would have been unsurprised to see a fight break out. He suspected that was what the man was looking for.
Thom turned to follow with Olver, but Mat caught his sleeve. “Cool his temper if you can, Thom. And cool your own while you’re about it. I would think by this time you’d have had enough of shaving blind.”
“My head is cool and I’m trying to cool his,” Thom said dryly. “He can’t just sit, though; it is his country.” A faint smile crossed his leathery face. “You say you won’t take risks, but you will. And when you do, you’ll make anything Beslan and I might try look like an evening stroll in the garden. With you around, even the barber is blind. Come along, boy,” he said, swinging Olver up onto his shoulders. “Riselle might not let you rest your head if you’re late for your lesson.”
Mat frowned after him as he strode away, making much better progress with Olver straddling his neck than Beslan had. What did Thom mean? He never took risks unless they were forced on him. Never. He glanced casually toward the skinny woman, and the fellow with dung on his boots. Light, they could be Listeners. Anybody could be. It was enough to set a prickle between his shoulders, as if he were being watched.
He inched a goodly distance along streets that actually grew thicker with people and animals and wagons the nearer he came to the docks. The stalls on the bridges over the canals had their shutters down, the street peddlers had picked up their blankets, and the tumblers and jugglers that usually entertained at every street crossing would have had no room to perform if they had not gone away, too. There were too many Seanchan, that was how many there were, and maybe one in five a soldier, plain enough by their hard eyes and the set of their shoulders, so different from farmer or craftsman, even when they were not wearing armor. Now and then a group of sul’dam and damane moved along the street in a little eddy of clear space, more even than soldiers got. It was not given out of fear, at least not by the Seanchan. They bowed respectfully to the women with lightning-marked red panels on the blue dresses, and smiled with approval as the pairs passed by. Beslan was out of his mind. The Seanchan were not going to be driven off by anyone except an army with Asha’man, like the one rumor said had fought them to the east a week ago. Or one armed with the Illuminator’s secrets. What in the Light could Aludra want with a bellfounder?
He took pains not to come in sight of the docks. He had learned his lesson on that. What he really wanted was a game of dice, one that would last well into the night. Preferably late enough that Tylin would be asleep when he returned to the Palace. She had taken away his dice, claiming she did not like him gambling, though she did it after he talked her into wagering forfeits, while he was still confined to bed. Fortunately, dice could always be found, and with his luck, it was always better to use the other men’s dice anyway. Unfortunately, once he discovered she was not about to pay a forfeit of letting him go—the woman pretended not to know what he was talking about!—he had used them to give her back a bit other own medicine. A grave mistake, however much fun it had been at the time. Since the forfeits ran out, she had been twice as bad as before.
The taverns and common rooms he entered were as packed as the streets, though, with barely room to lift a mug, much less toss dice, full of Seanchan laughing and singing, and glum-faced Ebou Dari who eyed the Seanchan in sullen silence. He still queried the innkeepers and tapsters on the chance they might have a cubby hole he could rent, but one and all they shook their heads. He had not really expected anything else. There had been nothing available even before all the new arrivals. Still, he began to feel as gloomy as the foreign merchants he saw peering into their wine and wondering how they were to get their goods out of the city with no horses. He had gold to pay whatever Luca wanted, and more, but it was all in a chest in the Tarasin Palace, and he was not about to try taking enough out in one go, not after Palace servants had carried him back from the docks like a stag taken in hunt. All he had been doing then was talking to ship captains; if Tylin learned, and she would, that he was trying to leave the Palace with more gold than he needed for an evening of gambling . . . Oh, no! He had to have a room, a garret in some inn’s attic the size of a wardrobe, anything, where he could hide away gold a little at a time, or he had to have a chance with the dice, one or the other. Luck or no luck, though, he eventually realized that he was going to find neither today.
He did not stay in any one place long, and not just for the lack of a game or a room. His colorful clothes, his shame-a-Tinker-for-brightness clothes, drew eyes. Some of the Seanchan thought he was there for entertainment, and tried to pay him to sing! He almost let them, once or twice, but once they heard him, they would have demanded the money back.  Mat ducked back into the crowded street whenever he saw such fellows eyeing him. He had learned the hard way that he was in no condition for a fight yet, and his killer’s head going up beside the city gate would do him no good at all.
Mat took rest where he could find it, on an empty barrel abandoned beside the mouth of an alleyway, on the rare bit of bench in front of a tavern that had room for one more, on a stone step until the building’s owner came out and knocked his hat off with a swipe of her broom. His belly was kissing his backbone, he was beginning to feel that everyone was gaping at his garish clothes, the dank cold was seeping into his bones, and the only dice he was going to find were those still thundering away in his head like horse’s hooves. He did not think they had ever been this loud before.
 Several passersby looked at him as if his face were already painted. He ignored them. Beneath his notice, they were. He was not beating them over the head with his staff as they deserved, goggling at a man that way.
The streets really were as full as earlier, he realized, and it would be well after nightfall before he got back to the Palace if he tried to make his way through the crowds. Of course, Tylin might be asleep by then. Maybe. His stomach growled, almost loudly enough to drown out the dice. She might order the kitchens not to feed him, if he was too late.
Ten hard-won paces through the press, and he turned down an alley, narrow and dark. There were no paving stones. The white plaster on the windowless walls was cracked and falling to expose the brick beneath, often as not. The air was rank with the fetid stench of decay, and he hoped that what squished under his boots was mud even when it gave off a loathsome odor. There were no people, either. He could step out with a good stride. Or what passed for one, today. He could hardly wait for the day he could walk a few miles again without panting and aching and needing to lean on a stick. Twisting alleys, most so narrow his shoulders brushed both sides, crisscrossed the city in a maze that was easy to get lost in if you did not know your way. He never took a wrong turn, even when a narrow, crooked passage suddenly forked into three or even four that all seemed to meander in roughly the same direction. There had been a good many times in Ebou Dar when he needed to avoid eyes, and he knew these alleys like he knew his own hand. Though, oddly enough, he still had the feeling he was being watched. He expected to feel that as long as he had to wear those bloody clothes.
If he had to struggle through a mass of people and animals from one alley to another, and occasionally shove his way across a bridge that seemed a solid wall of humanity, he was still almost back to the Palace in the time it would have taken him to go three streets otherwise. Hurrying into the shadowed passage between a well-lit tavern and a shuttered lacquerware shop, he wondered what the kitchens would have ready.  Suroth was living there, and the cooks had been outdoing themselves since she had had the lot of them flogged after her first meal. There might be oysters with cream, and perhaps gilded fish, and squid with peppers. Ten strides into the shadows, his foot came down on something that did not squish, and he went down in the freezing mud with a grunt, twisting at the last instant so he did not land on his bad leg. Icy liquid immediately soaked through his coat. He hoped it was water.
He grunted again when boots landed on his shoulder. The fellow toppled off of him, cursing and skidding deeper into the alley on the mud, and went to one knee, just managing to catch himself against the side of the tavern short of falling flat himself. Mat’s eyes were accustomed to the dim light, enough for him to make out a slender, nondescript man. A man with what appeared to be a large scar on his cheek. Not a man, though. A creature he had seen rip out his friend’s throat with one bare hand and take a knife out of its own chest and throw it back at him. And the thing would have landed right in front of him, in easy reach, if he had not tripped. Maybe a little twist of ta’veren shaping had worked in his favor, thank the Light! All that flashed through his head in the time it took the gholam to catch itself against the wall and turn its head to glare at him.
With an oath, Mat snatched his fallen walking staff and awkwardly hurled it at the creature like a spear. At its legs, hoping to tangle them, gain a moment. The thing flowed aside like water, avoiding the staff, boots sliding a little in the mud, then threw itself toward Mat. The delay had been enough, though. As soon as the staff left his hand, Mat fumbled inside his shirt for the foxhead medallion, breaking the leather cord as he snatched the medallion out. The gholam threw itself at him, and he swung the medallion desperately.  Fluid as quicksilver, snarling, the thing tried to dodge by the whirling medallion, to seize some part of Mat. Once it laid hands on him, he was as good as dead. It would not try to toy with him this time, as it had in the Rahad. Flailing continuously, he caught it with the foxhead on the other hand, across the face, each time with a hiss and stench of burning as if he had struck with a hot iron. Teeth bared, the gholam backed away, but in a crouch on the balls of its feet, hands clawed, ready to jump at the slightest weakness.
Not letting the spinning medallion slow, Mat pushed unsteadily to his feet, watching the thing that looked a like a man.  It was not talking or smiling now. He did not know who the “her” was, or the “he,” but the rest was clear as good glass. And here he was, barely able to stay on his feet. His leg and hip ached like fire, and his ribs. Not to mention the shoulder the gholam had landed on. He had to get back to the street, back among people. Maybe enough people would deter the thing. A small hope, but the only hope he could see. The street was not far. He could hear the babble of voices, hardly softened by distance at all.
He took a careful step backward.  Only frantic swings of the silver foxhead kept the gholam back. Those voices in the street were so tantalizingly close. They might as well have been in Barsine. Barsine was long dead, and he would be too soon.
“He’s down this alley!” a man shouted. “Follow me! Hurry! He’ll get away!”
Mat kept his eyes on the gholam. Its gaze flickered beyond him, toward the street, and it hesitated. “I am ordered to avoid notice, save by those I harvest,” it spat at him, “so you will live a little longer. A little longer.”
Spinning, it ran down the alley, slipping a little in the mud, yet still seeming to flow as it dodged around behind the tavern.
Mat ran after it. He could not have said why, except that it had tried to kill him, would try again, and his hackles were stiff. So it was going to kill him at leisure, was it? If the medallion could hurt it, maybe the medallion could kill it.
Reaching the corner of the tavern, he saw the gholam at the same time that it glanced back and saw him. Again, the thing hesitated for an instant. The tavern’s back door stood ajar, letting out the sounds of revelry. The creature stuck its hands into a hole left by a missing brick in the back wall of the building opposite the tavern, and Mat stiffened. It hardly seemed to need weapons, but if it had hidden one in there . . . He did not think he would survive facing that thing with any sort of weapon. Hands followed arms, and then the gholam’s head went into the hole. Mat’s jaw dropped. The gholam’s chest slithered through, its legs, and it was gone. Through an opening maybe the size of Mat’s two hands.
“I don’t think I have ever seen the like,” someone said quietly beside him, and Mat gave a start at realizing he was no longer alone. The speaker was a stoop-shouldered, white-haired old man with a large hooked nose planted in the middle of a sad face and a bundle slung on his back. He was sliding a very long dagger into a sheath beneath his coat.
“I have,” Mat said hollowly. “In Shadar Logoth.” Sometimes bits of his own memory he thought lost floated up out of no where, and that one had just surfaced, watching the gholam. It was one memory he wished had remained lost.
“Not many survive a visit there,” the old man said, peering at him. His weathered face looked familiar, somehow, but Mat could not place him. “Whatever took you to Shadar Logoth?”
“Where are your friends?” Mat said. “The people you were shouting to?” The alleyway held only the two of them. The sounds from the street continued unabated, and undisturbed by any cries about anyone getting away if they did not hurry.
The old man shrugged. “I’m not certain anyone out there understood what I was shouting. It’s hard enough understanding them. Anyway, I thought it might scare off the fellow. Seeing that, though . . . ” Gesturing toward the hole in the wall, he laughed mirthlessly, showing gaps in his teeth. “I think maybe you and I both have the Dark One’s own luck.”
Mat grimaced. He had heard that too often about himself, and he did not like it. Mainly because he was not sure it was not true. “Maybe we do,” he muttered. “Forgive me; I should introduce myself to the man who saved my neck. I’m Mat Cauthon. Are you new-come to Ebou Dar?” That bundle strapped to the fellow’s back gave him the look of a man on the move. “You will have a hard time finding a place to sleep.” He took care with the gnarled hand the other man put in his. It was all knobs, as if every bone had been broken at the same time and had healed badly. It had a strong grip, though.
“I am Noal Charin, Mat Cauthon.   I thought I’d find somewhere back in this alley for tonight.” Rubbing the side of his big nose with a crooked, knobby finger, he chuckled as if sleeping in an alley were of no moment. “It will not be the first time I’ve slept rough, even in a city.”
“I think I can do better for you than that,” Mat told him, but the rest of what he had been going to say died on his tongue. The dice were still spinning in his head, he realized. He had managed to forget them with the gholam trying to kill him, but they were still bouncing, still waiting to land. If they were warning of something worse than the gholam, he did not want to know. Only, he would. There was no doubt of that. He would, when it was too late.


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The bank account daily logbook.
It’s in charge to keep track of all
DataBase.Schemas.AccountMovement.t/0
:direction
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for each day.
It acts as logbook. Expresses information over the
account_history
database table. Has its :account_id
and :date
acting both as a composite primary key.
Provides functions to both register and report informations.
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Types
A standard Postgrex response to raw SQL queries
Represents the overall shape for the registering input
Represents the disposable report filters
A standard Ecto response to DataBase.Schemas.AccountHistory
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query_result_t() :: {:ok, Postgrex.Result.t()} | {:error, any()}
A standard Postgrex response to raw SQL queries.
Represents the registering act response.
See register/1
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registering_data_t() :: [pos_integer() | Date.t() | Decimal.t()]
Represents the overall shape for the registering input.
report_range_t() :: :total | Date.t() | Date.Range.t()
Represents the disposable report filters.
A standard Ecto response to DataBase.Schemas.AccountHistory
data
insertion.
A DataBase.Schemas.AccountHistory
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Link to this section Functions
register(DataBase.Schemas.AccountMovement.t()) :: DataBase.Schemas.AccountMovement.t() | :error
Registers a given DataBase.Schemas.AccountMovement.t/0
to its
respective t/0
logbook properly updating it.
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DataBase.Schemas.AccountMovement.t/0
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report(DataBase.Schemas.Account.t(), report_range_t()) :: report_result_t()
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Alvark's Alex Kirk makes huge defensive impact in series-opening win against Sunrockers
by Ed OdevenAlvark Tokyo center Alex Kirk was an active defensive presence on Sunday.
The 211-cm University of New Mexico alum swatted two shots in the first quarter against the visiting Sunrockers Shibuya, and it was a sign of things to come.
Kirk blocked another shot in the second quarter, two more in the third and one in the fourth in the Alvark’s 85-67 victory.
In a clash of East Division heavyweights, the two-time defending B. League champions extended their winning streak to five.
All told, there were a combined 10 blocked shots by both teams in the series opener.
Kirk had a game-best 27 points on 10-for-13 shooting. He also grabbed 11 rebounds, another game-high number.
Tokyo’s Kevin Jones chipped in with 14 points, eight boards and five assists. Seiya Ando, Yutaro Suda and Daiki Tanaka all scored 11 points. Suda drained 3 of 4 3-point attempts.
Tanaka dished out six assists, while Ando and Shohei Kikuchi both had four for the Alvark (12-3).
“I was very happy with how our team defense was engaged all night long,” Kirk commented after the game. “Shibuya is a great team with amazing energy but I thought we matched that all game. Having six blocks was exciting for me but I’m happy my teammates were in the positions to help me when I went for the block.”
Shibuya big man Sebastian Saiz, who hails from Spain, finished with 22 points, including four dunks. Ryan Kelly chipped in with 15 points, while Leo Vendrame and Kohei Sekino each had nine. Vendrame also dished out six assists.
The Sunrockers (11-4), who trailed 36-30 at halftime, were held to 37.1 percent shooting from the field, including 19 of 49 on 2-point attempts.
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“Everybody stepped it up in the fourth and we really found a great rhythm,” Kirk said later. “This game was much closer than the final score and I can’t wait for tomorrow.”
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Understand the experimental method.
Use R to work with data.
BEFORE CLASS, please read the following:
Scientific experimentation requires that you not only ask good and testable questions, but that you have the ability to determine whether your findings are statistically significant. This requires that you have appropriate controls and that you (and others) are able to replicate your findings.
Depending on your questions and the techniques that are utilized, it may be enough to present qualitative data. However, if you have measureable data, you should utilize appropriate statistical tests that allow you to report with a high level of confidence that your experimental and control groups differ from each other. The assignment does not seem to ask for a test, or if it does, it does not do so explicitly. Since tests are referred to in this introduction, should the assignment be modified to ask for a test?
Once you have obtained data from an experiment and completed its analysis, you need to be able to present your findings in a clear and organized manner. Generally, this means that you will present a summary of your data, often in the form of a graph. Raw data is rarely presented in a paper, but contemporary practice asks that it be made available to readers who request it.
Summary data can be represented in a number of ways, but is often reported as
mean ± the standard deviation
of each of the experimental and control groups.
Graphs should be as simple and clear as possible, including a detailed figure legend (caption) that enables the reader to easily understand both the finding and how the data was obtained and analyzed.
The purpose of this lab is to provide you with a bit of background in statistical analysis and some hands-on experience organizing, summarizing, analyzing and graphing a data set. The knowledge and skills obtained in this lab are ones you will utilize in most of your upper level biology courses and will also help you become more proficient at interpreting and understanding scientific findings.
The complete and polished assignment is due at the beginning of lab the following week.
For this assignment, you should hand in work you have completed on your own. You can, however, ask others (classmates, instructors of this course and teaching assistants) for assistance with Google spreadsheets and R and/or consult others regarding graph choices. In general, working together is fine and beneficial. However, you should keep in mind that on the exam for the class you must do all of this work on your own.
Before you leave lab today, be sure you read the assignment and ask questions. There may be information you need to complete the assignment.
The assignment concerns data based on real studies. However, the details and numbers in the data have been altered.
Some recent studies suggest that the lysophosphatidic acid (LPA) receptors, LPA1, LPA2, or LPA3, are over expressed in a number of different types of cancers. The following study was designed to elucidate whether LPA promotes cancer cell proliferation in colon and breast cancer cells.
Method: Cell Culture & Cell Proliferation Assay:
Raw Data
The data consists of cell numbers, which are reported in the following 96-well plate template and are the numbers you should work with.
| Colon Cancer Cell Line | Breast Cancer Cell Line | |||||||||||
| Vehicle | 0.05 µM LPA | 0.1 µM LPA | 0.5 µM LPA | 1 µM LPA | 2 µM LPA | Vehicle | 0.05 µM LPA | 0.1 µM LPA | 0.5 µM LPA | 1 µM LPA | 2 µM LPA | |
| A | 12156 | 11333 | 15444 | 28333 | 33576 | 45673 | 11345 | 23467 | 23467 | 41805 | 52877 | 75786 |
| B | 12359 | 12875 | 16765 | 35666 | 45488 | 46455 | 10846 | 20566 | 30753 | 42854 | 51965 | 68745 |
| C | 8766 | 10276 | 19333 | 33389 | 46888 | 45007 | 9846 | 15487 | 25344 | 38688 | 50847 | 68456 |
| D | 9888 | 12455 | 17666 | 33467 | 46876 | 52965 | 12566 | 18577 | 30233 | 41844 | 49651 | 72199 |
| E | 11235 | 9735 | 15666 | 32387 | 38768 | 45865 | 9855 | 19687 | 29641 | 47386 | 60167 | 70466 |
| F | 10259 | 11708 | 15267 | 23458 | 46754 | 48823 | 10423 | 18655 | 26358 | 33587 | 55467 | 64856 |
| G | 9853 | 8766 | 20346 | 32693 | 39688 | 45450 | 9766 | 17539 | 22356 | 45222 | 57299 | 72955 |
| H | 10435 | 10488 | 15244 | 33788 | 42788 | 46872 | 11355 | 14387 | 22455 | 38699 | 60387 | 68344 |
Using the raw data and the information below, do the following:
Prepare a spreadsheet of the data together with a written description of the experiment, the variables in the spreadsheet, and how the spreadsheet is organized. Read the data into R. Use R to show your data frame, its dimension, and the names of your experimental groups.
Find the mean and standard deviation of each experimental group, using R for the calculations. LACK OF CLARITY ALERT: What the experimental groups for this assignment? Are there 2 (colon and breast) or are there 12 (one for each column)?
Give clearly labeled and clearly presented graph(s) of this study.
In a separate paragraph, clearly explain your rationale for the choice of the type(s) of graphs you made (scatterplot, boxplot, line graph, etc).
Based on your analysis, answer the following questions:


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Brain dump #2: How I'd implement Tesla's Autopilot feature - levels of AI
About two weeks ago, I decided to have some healthy life changes, and one of them is walking to my office. This walk takes about half an hour, so it is easy to fit this in my daily schedule.
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While walking to my office, I think about my goals for the day, and on the way back, I self-reflect and think about the things I did that day.
I do believe this is a good habit, but that is not what this post is about.
Tesla’s Autopilot feature: several levels of AI:
Based on my previous observations and some thinking on the way back yesterday, I would assume there would be three levels of thinking:
- The instinctive layer
- The short-term layer
- The long-term layer
The instinctive layer
Human instinct is there for a reason: when a big animal is threatening us, or we bungee-jump from a bridge, our instincts take over, and fighting them is really, really hard. The car should have something similar, based on simple rules.
 You might have the ability to overrule these, but it should be really a conscious choice (like for example an automatic transmission kickdown).
Other obvious instincts would be turning left and/or right based on detected objects (and having some resistance in the steering wheel while doing something unnatural).
This would also include sensors that detect defects like a flat tire.
 Things this layer should do:
- optimizes for the drivers demand; you might want to get there:
- as fast as possible (might require a lot of manual interaction from the driver)
- as safely as possible (avoid any potential risk, so for example always use the slowest lane)
- with the least amount of manual interventions (somewhat similar to the safe mode, but it might be more pragmatic than the mode above)
- detects roads, other objects in the neighbourhood with the odds of them moving somewhere in space-time.
- computer vision would be really important
- needs to be absolutely rock solid
- would probably learn by aggregating from all the cars on the world
- would probably use a complicated model of space-time
- builds experience based on previous driver interceptions, and learns from other drivers too
- probably uses some kind of cost-optimizing solution, where every single action that changes the current situation comes at a cost, so status quo is preferable
- visualizes the current and future situation, together with the plan of what to do next
- will work fast and parallelized, might communicate with nearby cars as well
The long-term layer
This is everything beyond what you can see:
- analyzes routes based on speed, safety, probability of manual intervention
- takes into account existing traffic
- considers energy usage
- also takes into account the amount of communicating cars it can find on the route; the more it can find, the better it can guesstimate
- might interact with chargers as well
- if every car solves some of the problems, we have a huge cluster of processing power available to solve traffic problems
- communication with other cars will probably have some kind of blockchain verification, so cars can reduce the risk of someone hacking it’s way in to the network
- should never interfere with direct driving, so it’s better to take the next exit and drive back, than to take big risks and get an exit anyway
Interesting, but what is the goal of this post?
This is an exercise in software modelling. Please allow me to elaborate:
I am a big fan of Einstein’s “Gedankenexperiment: what would happen if”. One of Einstein’s most famous ones was: “what would happen if I would sit on a rocket travelling at the speed of light; would I see the beam it leaves behind or not?”
I do this a lot in software as well: before I write a single line of code, I explore the possibilities and edges of my model and do little experiments:
- what happens when I leave this piece out
- what happens if one piece always gives faulty results
- what happens if we simplify this
- what happens if …
The advantage of these experiments is, that the cost is virtually nothing; changing code is a lot harder than changing your thoughts. When you get a new problem, don’t start coding right away, but truly learn to understand the problem. Go back and do this exercise on regular bases, and you will see it will help big-time on your software modelling.


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1912-1954 Father of Computer Science, Mathematician, Logician Wartime Codebreaker
Victim of Prejudice
Here's a timeline on Alan Turing's Life
- 23 June 1912: Alan Mathison Turing was born in London
- 1926: Aged 14, he was sent to Sherborne School in Dorset. His first day of term coincided with the 1926 General Strike. Turing was so determined not to miss his first day of school that he cycled the 97km from his home in Southampton. His teachers worried that he leaned too heavily towards maths and science, at the expense of the classics. The headmaster wrote to his parents: "If he is to be solely a scientific specialist, he is wasting his time at a public school".
- 1927: At the age of 16, Turing got to grips with Albert Einstein's work and extrapolated Einstein's questioning of Newton's Laws of Motion from a text in which this was never made explicit.
- 1930: Turing's close school friend Christopher Morcom dies suddenly from bovine tuberculosis. Turing renounces his religious faith and becomes an atheist.
- 1931: Turing goes to study Mathematics at King's College, Cambridge.
- 1935: Turing proves the central limit theorem in his dissertation and is made a fellow at King's at the age of just 22.
- 1936: Turing published his paper On Computable Numbers and an Application to the Entscheidungsproblem (decision problem) in which he outlines the Universal Machine, which later became known as the Turing Machine. This was an idealised computing device that is capable of performing any mathematical computation that can be represented as an algorithm.
- 1936-1938: Turing spent time at Princeton in the US studying under Alonzo Church. There he started to study cryptology as well as mathematics. In 1938 he received his PhD; his dissertation was called Systems of Logic Based on Ordinals and introduced original logic and relative computing.
- September 1938: Turing started to work part-time at the Government Code and Cypher School.
- 1939: The day after war is declared in September 1939, Turing arrives at Bletchley Park. There he works with Gordon Welchman to develop the Bombe, a device for decrypting the messages sent by Germans using their Enigma machines. The Bombe built on a machine that the Polish had already made, called the Bomba Kryptlogiczna. Turing used statistical techniques to optimise the trial of different possibilities in the code-breaking process using probability.
- 1941: Turing proposes to his co-worker Joan Clarke, a fellow mathematician and cryptanalyst. Shortly after, Turing had second thoughts, admitting to his fiancee that he was homosexual.
- 1942: Turing sent to the US as part of an intelligence collaboration. He shared what he knew about Enigma in return for being allowed to inspect the speech encryption system being set up to allow conversations between Churchill and Roosevelt. Turing was somewhat dismissive of US cryptanalysis, believing the Americans to rely too heavily on machinery instead of thought.
- 1941-43: Turing and colleagues manage to break the more complicated German Naval Enigma system. This is extremely helpful for the Allies during the Battle of the Atlantic as it could help them avoid the fearsome German U-boats, which had been responsible for sinking more than 700 Allied ships with 2.3 million tons of vital cargo.
- 1945: At the end of World War II, Turing is awarded an OBE for his services to his country
- October 1945: Turing joined the National Physical Laboratory where he worked on developing an electronic digital stored-program computing machine that would later become the ACE (Automatic Computing Engine). By 1946 he had a finished proposal for the computer, but NPL did not have the resources to turn it into reality.
- 1947: Turing returned to Cambridge for a sabbatical year. The Pilot ACE was built in his absence and executed its first program on 10 May 1950.
- 1949: Turing became deputy director of the Computing Laboratory at Manchester University, working on software for one of the earliest stored program computers -- the Manchester Mark 1. He also explored the problem of artificial intelligence and proposed an experiment (in his seminal paper Computing Machinery and Intelligence) which became that attempted to define a standard for machine intelligence, which would later become known as the Turing test. The core idea was that a computer could be said to "think" if a human interrogator could not tell it apart, through conversation, from a human being. Turing also worked with his former colleague D G Champernowne on a chess program for a computer that did not exist yet.
- 1952: Without a computer powerful enough to execute his chess program, Turing played a game in which he simulated the computer, taking about half an hour to perform each move. The program lost to Turing's colleague Alick Glennie, but won against Champernowne's wife.
- January 1952: Turing meets a man called Arnold Murray and invites him over to his house. Murray visits Turing's house on a number of occasions, staying the night. Murray later helps an accomplice break into Turing's house. Turing reports the crime and admits having a sexual relationship with Murray. Homosexual acts are illegal in the UK and so both were charged with gross indecency. Turing is given the choice of being imprisoned or chemically castrated with oestrogen hormone injections. He chooses the latter. Turing's conviction means his security clearance is removed which means he is barred from his cryptopgraphic consultancy for the British government.
- 08 June 1954: Turing's cleaner finds him dead. It appears that Turing poisoned himself using a cyanide-laced apple.
"Mathematics, rigtly viewed, possesses not only truth but supreme beauty, a beauty cold and austere like that of sculpture." - Bertrand Russell


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