We hold an informal meeting during which new comers working in Cosmology will present their work and research topics. This takes place Wednesday 6th of October, seminar room E349 from 2pm to 6pm.
The program starts at 14:00 with Albert Escrivà (ULB, Phys. Th.)
Formation of Primordial Black Holes
Primordial Black Holes (PBHs) could have been formed in the very early universe due to the collapse of large curvature fluctuations after inflation. PBHs are nowadays one of the most attractive and fascinating research areas in cosmology for their possible theoretical and observational implications. In this talk, I will review the physical process of PBH formation, and the numerical tools used to simulate them.
At 14:45, Pierre Auclair (UCLouvain, CURL) will talk about
Population of cosmic strings and gravitational waves
Cosmic strings are one-dimensional topological defects that could be formed during phase transitions in the primordial Universe. If formed, these relics would be markers of the upheavals of our early universe. During this talk, we will discuss about the evolution of the cosmic string network, in particular the density of loops and their gravitational wave emission. We will then make the connection with the future space-based LISA mission, and the results from LIGO/Virgo/KAGRA. If time permits, we will also show that the presence of cosmic strings may also affect other types of observables, such as the dark matter content of the Universe and the diffuse gamma-ray background.
After a break, at 16:00, Isabel Oldengott (UCLouvain, CP3) will be talking about
Local relic neutrino density with kinetic field theory
Kinetic field theory (KFT) is a statistical field theory for an ensemble of classical particles. It has quite recently been applied to large scale structure formation, showing a remarkable agreement to the results from N-body simulations. I am currently working on its application on the computation of the local relic neutrino density and will give a short review on the current status of the project.


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Sir Winston Churchill
The man who wrote history
A timeline of the life of Sir Winston Churcill, Prime Minister of the United Kingdom from 1940 to 1945, during the II World War, and again from 1951 to 1955:
- 1874 - Born, 30 November, eldest son of Rt. Hon. Lord Randolph Churchill, 3rd son of 7th Duke of Marlborough, and Jennie Jerome.
- 1888-93 - Attendance at Harrow School.
- 1893-94 - Cavalry cadet at Sandhurst Royal Military Academy.
- 1895 - Death of Lord Randolph Churchill, 24 January. Commissioned, 20 February, as Second Lieutenant, 4th Hussars. Served with Spanish forces in Cuba (1st Class [Spanish] Order of Military Merit).
- 1897 - Malakand Field Force, 31st Punjab Infantry (despatches, medal with clasp).
- 1898 - Orderly officer to Sir W. Lockhart with Tirah Expeditionary Force (clasp). Served, attached 21st Lancers with Nile Expeditionary force, present at Battle of Khartoum (medal, with clasp).
- 1899-1900 - Acted as correspondent Morning Post South Africa; taken prisoner, but escaped; served as Lieutenant South African Light Horse; present at actions of Acton Homes, Venter's Spruit, Hussar Hill, Cingolo, Monte Cristo, and at battles of Spion Kop, Vaal Krantz, and Pieters, and at engagements of Johannesburg and Diamond Hill, and capture of Pretoria (medal with six clasps).
- 1900 - Retired from Regular Army.
- 1901 - Commissioned as Captain, Queen's Own Oxfordshire Hussars, Territorial Army.
- 1904 - Moved from Conservative Party to Liberal Party, 31 May
- 1905 - April, Promoted Major, and appointed in command of the Henley Squadron of the Queens' Own Oxfordshire Hussars, Territorial Army.
- 1907 - Became Privy Councillor, 1 May
- 1908 - Married, 12 September, to Clementine, daughter of Sir Henry Hozier and Lady Blanche (née Ogilvy)
- 1915-16 - Served western front with Grenadier Guards; appointed Lieutenant-Colonel, commanding 6th Battalion Royal Scots Fusiliers, France (medals). At Sept 1916, Transferred to Territorial Reserves of Officers.
- 1922 - Bought Chartwell Manor, Kent
- 1924 - Returned to Conservative Party from Liberal Party. In July, Awarded Territorial Decoration, resigned from Territorial Army.
- 1931 - Lecture tour in the United States
- 1940-45 - Prime Minister, First Lord of the Treasury and Minister of Defence
- 1946 - "Iron Curtain" Speech, Fulton, Missouri, 5 March
- 1951-55 - Prime Minister and First Lord of the Treasury
- 1953 - Awarded Nobel Prize for Literature
- 1965 - Died, 24 January
"Some people's idea of free speech is that they are free to say what they like, but if anyone else says anything back, that is an outrage." -- Sir Winston Churcill


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HTML is all about applying meaning to content. Whereas most HTML tags apply meaning (p makes a paragraph, h1 makes a heading etc.), the span and div tags apply no meaning at all. This might sound about as useful as a foam hammer but they are actually used quite extensively in conjunction with CSS. They are used to group together a chunk of HTML and hook some information onto that chunk, most commonly with the attributes class and id to associate the element with aHTML is all about applying meaning to content. Whereas most HTML tags apply meaning (p makes a paragraph, h1 makes a heading etc.), the span and div tags apply no meaning at all. This might sound about as useful as a foam hammer but they are actually used quite extensively in conjunction with CSS. They are used to group together a chunk of HTML and hook some information onto that chunk, most commonly with the attributes class and id to associate the element with aHTML is all about applying meaning to content. Whereas most HTML tags apply meaning (p makes a paragraph, h1 makes a heading etc.), the span and div tags apply no meaning at all. This might sound about as useful as a foam hammer but they are actually used quite extensively in conjunction with CSS. They are used to group together a chunk of HTML and hook some information onto that chunk, most commonly with the attributes class and id to associate the element with aHTML is all about applying meaning to content. Whereas most HTML tags apply meaning (p makes a paragraph, h1 makes a heading etc.), the span and div tags apply no meaning at all. This might sound about as useful as a foam hammer but they are actually used quite extensively in conjunction with CSS. They are used to group together a chunk of HTML and hook some information onto that chunk, most commonly with the attributes class and id to associate the element with aHTML is all about applying meaning to content. Whereas most HTML tags apply meaning (p makes a paragraph, h1 makes a heading etc.), the span and div tags apply no meaning at all. This might sound about as useful as a foam hammer but they are actually used quite extensively in conjunction with CSS. They are used to group together a chunk of HTML and hook some information onto that chunk, most commonly with the attributes class and id to associate the element with aHTML is all about applying meaning to content. Whereas most HTML tags apply meaning (p makes a paragraph, h1 makes a heading etc.), the span and div tags apply no meaning at all. This might sound about as useful as a foam hammer but they are actually used quite extensively in conjunction with CSS. They are used to group together a chunk of HTML and hook some information onto that chunk, most commonly with the attributes class and id to associate the element with aHTML is all about applying meaning to content. Whereas most HTML tags apply meaning (p makes a paragraph, h1 makes a heading etc.), the span and div tags apply no meaning at all. This might sound about as useful as a foam hammer but they are actually used quite extensively in conjunction with CSS. They are used to group together a chunk of HTML and hook some information onto that chunk, most commonly with the attributes class and id to associate the element with a


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The DataONE search index is searched for data that matches the specified query parameters.
query(x, ...) # S4 method for D1Node query( x, solrQuery = as.character(NA), encode = TRUE, as = "list", parse = TRUE, searchTerms = as.character(NA), encodeReserved = FALSE, ... )
| x | The CNode or MNode instance to send the query to. |
|---|---|
| ... | (Not yet used.) |
| solrQuery | The query search terms, either as a string or as list with named members. |
| encode | A logical, if |
| as | The return type. Possible values: "json", "xml", "list" or "data.frame" with "list" as the default. |
| parse | A logical value. If TRUE, then the result is parsed and converted to appropriate R data types. If FALSE, character values are returned. |
| searchTerms | A list of name / value pairs (an alternative to |
| encodeReserved | A logical, if TRUE then reserved characters in the query are URL encoded (FALSE is default). See |
search results as a list, data.frame or XML document
The "query"
method sends a query to a DataONE search index that uses the Apache Solr search
engine https://lucene.apache.org/solr/. This same Solr search engine is the underlying mechanism used by the
DataONE online search tool available at https://search.dataone.org/.
The "solrQuery"
argument is used to specify search terms that data of interest must match. This parameter uses
Solr query terms, so some familiarity with Solr is helpful, however, fairly simple queries can be effective. This
argument can be created as either a single character string containing the Solr query, for example: solrQuery = "q=id:doi*&rows=2&wt=json"
,
or as a list of key value pairs: solrQuery = list(q = "id:doi*", rows = "2", wt = "json")
. These two queries produce the same result.
As an alternative to specifying the Solr query terms using the "solrquery"
argument, the "searchTerms"
argument
can be specified, which does not require any Solr syntax. This parameter is a list with query field / value pairs, i.e.
searchTerms=list(abstract=kelp, attribute=biomass)
.
The query fields can be listed for a DataONE node using getQueryEngineDescription
.
Either "searchTerms"
or "solrQuery"
must be specified.
The "as"
argument is used to specify the query result to be returned as: "json", xml", "list", "data.frame".
The "parsed"
argument, if specified as TRUE, causes the query result to be converted to appropriate R data types.
For example, if ar = "xml"
and parsed = TRUE
, then the query result is returned as an R XMLInternalDocument, or
If 'parsed = FALSE'
then a character variable with the XML string is returned. Specify as = "list"
to have
the result parsed to an R list, with each list element containing one Solr query result of the total result set.
if (FALSE) { library(dataone) cn <- CNode("PROD") queryParams <- list(q="id:doi*", rows="5", fq="(abstract:chlorophyll AND dateUploaded:[2000-01-01T00:00:00Z TO NOW])", fl="title,id,abstract,size,dateUploaded,attributeName") # Return result as a list. result <- query(cn, queryParams, as="list") # Query and return the result as a data.frame of character values. queryParams <- list(q="id:doi*", rows="3", fq="(abstract:chlorophyll AND dateUploaded:[2000-01-01T00:00:00Z TO NOW])", fl="title,id,abstract,size,dateUploaded,attributeName") result <- query(cn, queryParams, as="data.frame", parse=FALSE) # Return the result as JSON queryParams <- "q=id:doi*&rows=2&wt=json" result <- query(cn, queryParams, as="json") # The following query shows how to embed quotes cn <- CNode("SANDBOX2") queryParamList <- list(q="(attribute:lake) and (attribute:\"Percent Nitrogen\")", rows="1000", fl="title,id,abstract,size,dateUploaded,attributeName", wt="xml") result <- query(cn, queryParamList, as="data.frame") # The following query uses the searchTerms parameter cn <- CNode() mn <- getMNode(cn, "urn:node:KNB") mySearchTerms <- list(abstract="kelp", attribute="biomass") result <- query(mn, searchTerms=mySearchTerms, as="data.frame") }


KFC Opens Drive Thru-Only Restaurant In Australia
Australia invents the world's most innovative drive-thru.
by Chris OkulaKFC opened a drive-thru only restaurant Australia that’s set to take fast food in the future. Thanks to a clever order-ahead app and a plethora of drive-thru stables KFC is feeding Australian chicken lovers at a record pace.
As an American, it’s very shocking to see another country innovate on the beloved drive-thru. I was under the impression that drive-thru technology was at its peak in the old USA but it appears the Australians have changed the game. There's even a Tesla Model X owner enjoying a meal at this new-age KFC.
Gallery: KFC Opens Drive Thru-Only Restaurant In Australia
There’s no seating and more importantly no long single file lines at KFC’s new innovative fast food destination. Customers can simply use the KFC app to order or use a traditional fast food sign which is available for those who prefer to order in person.
KFC launched its pilot drive-thru only location in Newcastle, New South Wales Australia with a second location planned in just on the border into South Australia. The Newcastle location features 5 stalls rather than a single file line like a traditional drive-thru. This allows for the faster distribution of chicken and happier customers.
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In an interview with LADbible, KFC's Chief Development Officer at KFC Australia, Inara Gravitis explained "We are continually looking for ways to offer our customers even faster and more convenient ordering. KFC is committed to investing in technology and innovative restaurant designs. - so a delicious Kentucky Fried Chicken meal is only a click away! Since launching the app in 2013, it's been downloaded more than 1.3 million times, making our customers' ordering experience as customizable, convenient and time-saving as possible.”
Will this impressive new technology make its way to America and KFC loving countries around the world? Only time will tell, but based on this initial success, it looks very likely that the world of drive-thrus is ready for a paradigm shift led by KFC.
Source: LADbible


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| 024:062 Khan | : |
The true believers are only those, who believe in (the Oneness of) Allah and His Messenger (Muhammad SAW), and when they are with him on some common matter, they go not away until they have asked his permission. Verily! Those who ask your permission, those are they who (really) believe in Allah and His Messenger. So if they ask your permission for some affairs of theirs, give permission to whom you will of them, and ask Allah for their forgiveness. Truly, Allah is Oft- Forgiving, Most Merciful. |
| 024:062 Maulana | : |
Only those are believers who believe in Allah and his Messenger, and when they are with him on a momentous affair, they go not away until they have asked leave of him. Surely they who ask leave of thee, are they who believe in Allah and His Messenger; so when they ask leave of thee for some affair of theirs, give leave to whom thou wilt of them, and ask forgiveness for them from Allah. Surely Allah is Forgiving, Merciful. |
| 024:062 Pickthal | : |
They only are the true believers who believe in Allah and His messenger and, when they are with him on some common errand, go not away until they have asked leave of him. Lo! those who ask leave of thee, those are they who believe in Allah and His messenger. So, if they ask thy leave for some affair of theirs, give leave to whom thou wilt of them, and ask for them forgiveness of Allah. Lo! Allah is Forgiving, Merciful. |
| 024:062 Rashad | : |
The true believers are those who believe in GOD and His messenger, and when they are with him in a community meeting, they do not leave him without permission. Those who ask permission are the ones who do believe in GOD and His messenger. If they ask your permission, in order to tend to some of their affairs, you may grant permission to whomever you wish, and ask GOD to forgive them. GOD is Forgiver, Most Merciful. |
| 024:062 Sarwar | : |
The true believers are those who have faith in God and His Messenger and when they are dealing with the Messenger in important matters, they do not leave without his permission. (Muhammad), those who ask your permission believe in God and His Messenger. When they ask your leave to attend to their affairs, you may give permission to anyone of them you choose and ask forgiveness for them from God. God is All-forgiving and All-merciful. |
| 024:062 Shakir | : |
Only those are believers who believe in Allah and His Messenger, and when they are with him on a momentous affair they go not away until they have asked his permission; surely they who ask your permission are they who believe in Allah and His Messenger; so when they ask your permission for some affair of theirs, give permission to whom you please of them and ask forgiveness for them from Allah; surely Allah is Forgiving, Merciful. |
| 024:062 Sherali | : |
Those alone are true believers who believe in ALLAH and HIS Messenger and who, when they are with him for the consideration of some matter of common concern which has brought them together, go not away until they have asked leave of him. Surely, those who ask leave of thee, it is they alone who truly believe in ALLAH and HIS Messenger. So, when they ask leave of thee for some urgent affair of theirs, give leave to those of them whom thou pleasest and ask forgiveness for them of ALLAH. Surely, ALLAH is Most forgiving, Merciful. |
| 024:062 Yusufali | : |
Only those are believers, who believe in Allah and His Messenger: when they are with him on a matter requiring collective action, they do not depart until they have asked for his leave; those who ask for thy leave are those who believe in Allah and His Messenger; so when they ask for thy leave, for some business of theirs, give leave to those of them whom thou wilt, and ask Allah for their forgiveness: for Allah is Oft-Forgiving, Most Merciful. |
Concepts/Themes Covered: أركان الإسلام > (محمد (صلى الله عليه وسلم > أدب المؤمنين معه Pillars of Islam> The Blessed Muhammad(PBUH)> The Believers' Manners Towards Him(PBUH) الإيمان > المؤمنون > صفات المؤمنين Faith> The Believers> The Believers' Characteristics العمل > العمل الصالح > حسن السلوك Action(Work)> The Good Deeds>Good Conduct الإنسان والعلاقات الأخلاقية > الأخلاق الحميدة > السلوك الحسن Man and The Moral Relations> Good Morals>Good Conduct الإنسان والعلاقات الاجتماعية > المجتمع > آداب الاستئذان Man and The Social Relations>The Society>Asking for Permission Morals
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1 My son, hold on to the words I speak to you,
and store up in reserve all my orders.
2 Obey my commands,
and you will live.
 Do not listen to her.
6 Standing in my house, I looked out of a window,
through the wooden shade,
7 and I saw some young men who had not been taught about right and wrong,
and there was a young man there who had no good judgment.
8 He walked down the street near the house on the corner of the road,
and he walked toward the house of the adultress.
9 It was the time of day when night and darkness were coming near.
10 That was where the woman who was seeking an affair met the young man, and she greeted him.
She was dressed as prostitutes dress, with seductive and enticing clothes, and she knew why she was there.
11 She was loud and wayward, attracting attention.
She does not stay in her own home—
12 she searches for a man as she walks along the streets one day, and another day she stands to find a man in the market;
at every street corner she waits to trap a man.
13 When she sees the young man, she firmly takes hold of him, and then she kisses him.
and without any shame and with great boldness, she says,
14 "Today I have meat in my house, because I made a sacrifice in the temple to promise friendship with Yahweh.
In this way I kept my vows to Yahweh,
15 and now I have come out here to meet you.
I was looking for you, and now I have found you!
16 I have put on my bed sheets—the finest colored linen fabrics from Egypt.
17 I have sprinkled perfumes on my bed—
myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
18 Come! Let us make love all night, until the morning comes.
Let us enjoy ourselves with many ways of making love.
19 My husband is not at home;
he has gone away on a long journey.
20 He filled a bag with money and took it with him;
he will not come back until the middle of the month."
21 So she she convinces him with her persuasive words;
because of her smooth and convincing talk, he gives in to what she wants to do.
22 He follows her inside—
like an ox going to the place where its owner will slaughter it,
or like a deer
23 caught in a trap, where the hunter kills it by shooting an arrow into its inner parts.
He is like a bird that flies into a trap
without knowing that it will die as a result.
24 My sons, listen to me,
and pay careful attention to what I say to you.
25 You must resist her from within you, from deep inside. Do not decide to do what you want and follow her.
You must decide that you will never follow her where she goes.
26 She has caused many men to be ruined;
truly, no one can count the men she destroyed—they are too many to count.
27 The road to her house is the road to the grave;
it goes down to the place where the dead are kept.


This article demonstrates how a Concourse CI pipeline can run consumer driven tests between two cross language apps: a Java Spring Boot web app and a Ruby Sinatra API. The examples use the PACT framework and its jvm and Ruby implementations. This article assumes basic understanding of pact and how it works so if you want to learn more about it visit http://pact.io.
PACT has a broker to share contracts across applications but if your applications ecosystem is already in a pipeline contracts tests can be part of that.
All of the code is on github: the pipeline, the consumer, the provider and the pact repository. To run the example on your machine you’ll need to fork the repos and update the pipeline.yml
with the new URLs. You’ll also have to specify your Github key when setting the pipeline ie. fly --target travel-inc set-pipeline --config pipeline.yml --pipeline travel-offers --var "pact-repository-key=$(cat your_id_rsa)"
.
For the sake of brevity I kept the tech stacks simple: the consumer code is a Spring Boot app using static templates, I used hardcoded provider responses for the Ruby API.
In this example I will start from a green pipeline and then commit a consumer change that will break the provider state. After fixing the provider the pipeline will go back to green.
Background about the example
This is a simplified example adapted from a real live application.
The web application Travel Offers displays fabulous travel offers fetched from the tedious legacy SEAL API.
The travel offers is a green field app so everybody on the team is excited about using new technologies and want to make sure the API integration is solid.
Instead the SEAL API is the classic app that nobody wants to work on, 5 years old, lots of inadvertent tech debt and a long backlog of bugfixes and features.
When the SEAL API team is asked to add a new endpoint or field by a consumer their approach has been to add all possible fields and then publish a document so the consumer can’t possibly ask for anything else.
Consumer driven test is a refreshing and pragmatic strategy to API design that helps comunication but it will fail miserably if there is no support on the SEAL API team.
Make sure the SEAL API team is willing to test and honor their contract
Pipeline to the help
Concourse is a CI pipeline that helps visualizing the consumer/provider dependency and automating the contract publishing and verification.
Consumer driven change
The pipeline has a travel-offers-webapp-consumer-tests job that tests the travel offers consumer app interaction with the API provider SEAL API.
I pushed a consumer change to add a members_price
on the provider. The pipeline picks up that change and runs the consumer tests.
That consumer test passes and it generates a JSON PACT (consumer-driven-api-contracts) that the pipeline will upload to a contract git repository. There is only one PACT file in this simplified example.
The Concourse pipeline will monitor the contract repository. When the new one is published it will run the API provider job (seal-api-provider-tests) and that will fail.
Provider update to fix the pipeline
The provider tests are broken.
On your workstation you will need to fetch the latest contract repositories to get the failing test.
I update the provider to satisfy the new contract. The pipeline will pickup the provider change and run its tests again returning to a green state.
Conclusion
If you want to run consumer driven tests in a highly visible Continuous Integration server Concourse can do that.
Rather then making the entire test suite fail having a consumer driven dedicated pipeline or jobs can increase the understanding of which parts of your ecosystem are broken and allow an incremental approach to TDD and CI.


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Error handling in Node.js turns out to be not that straight forward, at least for me. Coming from .Net I thought that a single try-catch at the entry point of an application is sufficient to catch all kinds of errors and serve as a global error handler. After a few days of hanged script executions without any errors reported, here is what I learned.
For this article I think its best to run the examples yourself and play with them. To set up the lab all you need is Node.js installed on your machine and two files.
First one is index.js and serves as an entry point. In it we call different implementations of async functions and try to catch the errors thrown inside of them.
Since not all errors can be catched this way we also add global error handlers listening for uncaught exceptions and rejected promises.
const asyncAwait = require('./async-await');
process.on('uncaughtException', (err) => {
console.log('GLOBAL HANDLER - uncaught error\n', err)
process.exit(1) //mandatory (as per the Node docs)
});
process.on('unhandledRejection', (reason, promise) => {
console.log('GLOBAL HANDLER - unhandled Rejection at:\n', promise, 'reason:', reason);
// Application specific logging, throwing an error, or other logic here
process.exit(1)
});
(async () => {
try {
const result1 = asyncAwait.throwSync();
console.log(result1);
const result2 = await asyncAwait.throwAsync();
console.log(result2);
const result21 = await asyncAwait.returnPromiseWithThrow();
console.log(result21);
const result3 = await asyncAwait.returnPromiseWithAsyncThrow();
console.log(result3);
const result4 = await asyncAwait.returnPromiseWithAsyncRejection();
console.log(result4);
const result5 = await asyncAwait.nestedAsyncThrow();
console.log(result5);
const result6 = await asyncAwait.nestedAsyncReject();
console.log(result5);
const result7 = await asyncAwait.nestedPromiseChain();
console.log(result7);
const result8 = await asyncAwait.test();
console.log(result8);
} catch (err) {
// Deal with the fact the chain failed
console.log('CATCH BLOCK MAIN LEVEL')
console.log(err);
}
})();
The async functions are implemented in the file async-await.js
. They start with a simplce synchronous throw:
function throwSync() {
throw new Error('throw from throwSync');
}
and gradually increase complexity to throwing inside of promises:
async function returnPromiseWithThrow() {
return new Promise((resolve, reject) => {
throw new Error('throw from returnPromiseWithThrow');
});
}
The whole file:
function throwSync() {
throw new Error('throw from throwSync');
}
async function throwAsync() {
throw new Error('throw from async function');
}
async function returnPromiseWithThrow() {
return new Promise((resolve, reject) => {
throw new Error('throw from returnPromiseWithThrow');
});
}
async function returnPromiseWithAsyncThrow() {
return new Promise((resolve, reject) => {
setTimeout(() => {
throw new Error('throw from returnPromiseWithAsyncThrow');
}, 1000);
});
}
async function returnPromiseWithAsyncRejection() {
return new Promise((resolve, reject) => {
setTimeout(() => {
reject(new Error('throw from returnPromiseWithAsyncRejection'))
}, 1000);
});
}
async function nestedAsyncThrow() {
return new Promise(async (resolve, reject) => {
try {
await returnPromiseWithAsyncThrow();
} catch (error) {
throw new Error('throw from nestedAsyncThrow');
}
});
}
async function nestedAsyncReject() {
return new Promise(async (resolve, reject) => {
try {
await returnPromiseWithAsyncRejection();
} catch (error) {
reject(new Error('throw from nestedAsyncThrow'));
}
});
}
async function nestedPromiseChain() {
return new Promise(async (resolve, reject) => {
try {
let result = await nestedPromiseChain2();
resolve(result);
} catch (error) {
throw new Error('throw from nestedPromiseChain');
}
});
}
async function nestedPromiseChain2() {
return new Promise(async (resolve, reject) => {
try {
let result = await immediateResolve('immediatly resolved promise 1');
resolve(result);
} catch (error) {
throw new Error('throw from nestedPromiseChain2');
}
});
}
async function immediateResolve(text) {
return Promise.reject(text);
}
async function test() {
await immediateResolve('gosho');
}
module.exports = {
throwSync,
throwAsync,
returnPromiseWithAsyncRejection,
returnPromiseWithAsyncThrow,
returnPromiseWithThrow,
nestedAsyncThrow,
nestedAsyncReject,
nestedPromiseChain,
test
}
Run the examples one by one and try to guess which handler will catch the errors - the main level try-catch or the global handlers.
If you don't have the time to find it out for yourself here's the takeaway:
async function returnPromiseWithAsyncThrow() {
return new Promise((resolve, reject) => {
setTimeout(() => {
throw new Error('throw from returnPromiseWithAsyncThrow');
}, 1000);
});
}
async function returnPromiseWithAsyncRejection() {
return new Promise((resolve, reject) => {
setTimeout(() => {
reject(new Error('throw from returnPromiseWithAsyncRejection'))
}, 1000);
});
}
What async in front of a function definition does are a few things:
This means that a short and easy way exists to write your code and still reject promises properly if you don't need to intercept the error in some way. This is it:
async function shortAndBeautifull() {
// hidden try {
return someAsyncFunc();
// hidden catch(e) {
// reject(e); - converts the thrown error to rejection
// }
}


houseX
, and houseW
what is the X value of the center?
houseX
+ houseW
/2doorW
,
what is the X value of the left edge of the door, doorX
?
doorX
= center - doorW
/2 = houseX
+ houseW
/2- doorW
/2These calculations can be plugged into the final int declaration section of the applet:
import java.applet.Applet;
import java.awt.*;
// assume that the drawing area is 350 by 250
public class HouseRectangles2 extends Applet
{
final int width = 350, height = 250;
final int houseX = 65, houseY = 100, houseW = 110, houseH = 110 ;
final int doorY = 165, doorW = 25, doorH = 40 ;
final int lWindX = 90, lWindY = 115, lWindW = 30, lWindH = 30 ;
final int rWindX = 130, rWindY = 115, rWindW = 30, rWindH = 30 ;
final int trunkX = 255, trunkY = 100, trunkW = 10, trunkH = 100 ;
final int doorX = houseX + houseW/2 - doorW/2;
public void paint ( Graphics gr )
{
gr.setColor( Color.orange ); // there is no Color brown
gr.drawRect( houseX , houseY , houseW, houseH); // house
gr.drawRect( doorX , doorY , doorW , doorH ); // door
gr.drawRect( lWindX , lWindY , lWindW, lWindH); // lwind
gr.drawRect( rWindX , rWindY , rWindW, rWindH); // rwind
gr.fillRect( trunkX , trunkY , trunkW, trunkH); // trunk
}
}
Here is the revised picture that it produces:
The same sort of calculation could be done with other points in the picture. The windows could be better centered, for example. But let's not bother. Instead, look at the graph paper sketch again (click here to see it) and estimate (X, Y), the width, and the height for the rectangle containing the tree's foliage,


The Iliad
by Homer
Book 24: The Redemption of the Body of Hector
Additional Information
- Year Published: 1899
- Language: English
- Country of Origin: Greece
- Source: Homer. (1899). The Iliad. Boston, MA; B.H. Stanton.
-
Readability:
- Flesch–Kincaid Level: 6.4
- Word Count: 8,527
- Genre: Epic
- Keywords: destiny, fate, glory, honor
- ✎ Cite This
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The gods deliberate about the redemption of Hector's body. Jupiter sends Thetis to Achilles, to dispose him for the restoring it, and Iris to Priam, to encourage him to go in person and treat for it. The old king, notwithstanding the remonstrances of his queen, makes ready for the journey, to which he is encouraged by an omen from Jupiter. He sets forth in his chariot, with a waggon loaded with presents, under the charge of Idaeus the herald. Mercury descends in the shape of a young man, and conducts him to the pavilion of Achilles. Their conversation on the way. Priam finds Achilles at his table, casts himself at his feet, and begs for the body of his son: Achilles, moved with compassion, grants his request, detains him one night in his tent, and the next morning sends him home with the body: the Trojans run out to meet him. The lamentations of Andromache, Hecuba, and Helen, with the solemnities of the funeral.
The time of twelve days is employed in this book, while the body of Hector lies in the tent of Achilles; and as many more are spent in the truce allowed for his interment. The scene is partly in Achilles' camp, and partly in Troy.
Now from the finish'd games the Grecian band
Seek their black ships, and clear the crowded strand,
All stretch'd at ease the genial banquet share,
And pleasing slumbers quiet all their care.
Not so Achilles: he, to grief resign'd,
His friend's dear image present to his mind,
Takes his sad couch, more unobserved to weep;
Nor tastes the gifts of all–composing sleep.
Restless he roll'd around his weary bed,
And all his soul on his Patroclus fed:
The form so pleasing, and the heart so kind,
That youthful vigour, and that manly mind,
What toils they shared, what martial works they wrought,
What seas they measured, and what fields they fought;
All pass'd before him in remembrance dear,
Thought follows thought, and tear succeeds to tear.
And now supine, now prone, the hero lay,
Now shifts his side, impatient for the day:
Then starting up, disconsolate he goes
Wide on the lonely beach to vent his woes.
There as the solitary mourner raves,
The ruddy morning rises o'er the waves:
Soon as it rose, his furious steeds he join'd!
The chariot flies, and Hector trails behind.
And thrice, Patroclus! round thy monument
Was Hector dragg'd, then hurried to the tent.
There sleep at last o'ercomes the hero's eyes;
While foul in dust the unhonour'd carcase lies,
But not deserted by the pitying skies:
For Phoebus watch'd it with superior care,
Preserved from gaping wounds and tainting air;
And, ignominious as it swept the field,
Spread o'er the sacred corse his golden shield.
All heaven was moved, and Hermes will'd to go
By stealth to snatch him from the insulting foe:
But Neptune this, and Pallas this denies,
And th' unrelenting empress of the skies,
E'er since that day implacable to Troy,
What time young Paris, simple shepherd boy,
Won by destructive lust (reward obscene),
Their charms rejected for the Cyprian queen.
But when the tenth celestial morning broke,
To heaven assembled, thus Apollo spoke:
"Unpitying powers! how oft each holy fane
Has Hector tinged with blood of victims slain?
And can ye still his cold remains pursue?
Still grudge his body to the Trojans' view?
Deny to consort, mother, son, and sire,
The last sad honours of a funeral fire?
Is then the dire Achilles all your care?
That iron heart, inflexibly severe;
A lion, not a man, who slaughters wide,
In strength of rage, and impotence of pride;
Who hastes to murder with a savage joy,
Invades around, and breathes but to destroy!
Shame is not of his soul; nor understood,
The greatest evil and the greatest good.
Still for one loss he rages unresign'd,
Repugnant to the lot of all mankind;
To lose a friend, a brother, or a son,
Heaven dooms each mortal, and its will is done:
Awhile they sorrow, then dismiss their care;
Fate gives the wound, and man is born to bear.
But this insatiate, the commission given
By fate exceeds, and tempts the wrath of heaven:
Lo, how his rage dishonest drags along
Hector's dead earth, insensible of wrong!
Brave though he be, yet by no reason awed,
He violates the laws of man and god."
"If equal honours by the partial skies
Are doom'd both heroes, (Juno thus replies,)
If Thetis' son must no distinction know,
Then hear, ye gods! the patron of the bow.
But Hector only boasts a mortal claim,
His birth deriving from a mortal dame:
Achilles, of your own ethereal race,
Springs from a goddess by a man's embrace
(A goddess by ourself to Peleus given,
A man divine, and chosen friend of heaven)
To grace those nuptials, from the bright abode
Yourselves were present; where this minstrel–god,
Well pleased to share the feast, amid the quire
Stood proud to hymn, and tune his youthful lyre."
Then thus the Thunderer checks the imperial dame:
"Let not thy wrath the court of heaven inflame;
Their merits, nor their honours, are the same.
But mine, and every god's peculiar grace
Hector deserves, of all the Trojan race:
Still on our shrines his grateful offerings lay,
(The only honours men to gods can pay,)
Nor ever from our smoking altar ceased
The pure libation, and the holy feast:
Howe'er by stealth to snatch the corse away,
We will not: Thetis guards it night and day.
But haste, and summon to our courts above
The azure queen; let her persuasion move
Her furious son from Priam to receive
The proffer'd ransom, and the corse to leave."
He added not: and Iris from the skies,
Swift as a whirlwind, on the message flies,
Meteorous the face of ocean sweeps,
Refulgent gliding o'er the sable deeps.
Between where Samos wide his forests spreads,
And rocky Imbrus lifts its pointed heads,
Down plunged the maid; (the parted waves resound;)
She plunged and instant shot the dark profound.
As bearing death in the fallacious bait,
From the bent angle sinks the leaden weight;
So pass'd the goddess through the closing wave,
Where Thetis sorrow'd in her secret cave:
There placed amidst her melancholy train
(The blue–hair'd sisters of the sacred main)
Pensive she sat, revolving fates to come,
And wept her godlike son's approaching doom.
Then thus the goddess of the painted bow:
"Arise, O Thetis! from thy seats below,
'Tis Jove that calls."—"And why (the dame replies)
Calls Jove his Thetis to the hated skies?
Sad object as I am for heavenly sight!
Ah may my sorrows ever shun the light!

Then through the world of waters they repair
(The way fair Iris led) to upper air.
The deeps dividing, o'er the coast they rise,
And touch with momentary flight the skies.
There in the lightning's blaze the sire they found,
And all the gods in shining synod round.
Thetis approach'd with anguish in her face,
(Minerva rising, gave the mourner place,)
Even Juno sought her sorrows to console,
And offer'd from her hand the nectar–bowl:
She tasted, and resign'd it: then began
The sacred sire of gods and mortal man:
"Thou comest, fair Thetis, but with grief o'ercast;
Maternal sorrows; long, ah, long to last!
Suffice, we know and we partake thy cares;
But yield to fate, and hear what Jove declares
Nine days are past since all the court above
In Hector's cause have moved the ear of Jove;
'Twas voted, Hermes from his godlike foe
By stealth should bear him, but we will'd not so:
We will, thy son himself the corse restore,
And to his conquest add this glory more.
Then hie thee to him, and our mandate bear:
Tell him he tempts the wrath of heaven too far;
Nor let him more (our anger if he dread)
Vent his mad vengeance on the sacred dead;
But yield to ransom and the father's prayer;
The mournful father, Iris shall prepare
With gifts to sue; and offer to his hands
Whate'er his honour asks, or heart demands."
His word the silver–footed queen attends,
And from Olympus' snowy tops descends.

O snatch the moments yet within thy power;
Not long to live, indulge the amorous hour!
Lo! Jove himself (for Jove's command I bear)
Forbids to tempt the wrath of heaven too far.
No longer then (his fury if thou dread)
Detain the relics of great Hector dead;
Nor vent on senseless earth thy vengeance vain,
But yield to ransom, and restore the slain."
To whom Achilles: "Be the ransom given,
And we submit, since such the will of heaven."
While thus they communed, from the Olympian bowers
Jove orders Iris to the Trojan towers:
"Haste, winged goddess! to the sacred town,
And urge her monarch to redeem his son.
Alone the Ilian ramparts let him leave,
And bear what stern Achilles may receive:
Alone, for so we will; no Trojan near
Except, to place the dead with decent care,
Some aged herald, who with gentle hand
May the slow mules and funeral car command.
Nor let him death, nor let him danger dread,
Safe through the foe by our protection led:
Him Hermes to Achilles shall convey,
Guard of his life, and partner of his way.
Fierce as he is, Achilles' self shall spare
His age, nor touch one venerable hair:
Some thought there must be in a soul so brave,
Some sense of duty, some desire to save."
Then down her bow the winged Iris drives,
And swift at Priam's mournful court arrives:
Where the sad sons beside their father's throne
Sat bathed in tears, and answer'd groan with groan.
And all amidst them lay the hoary sire,
(Sad scene of woe!) his face his wrapp'd attire
Conceal'd from sight; with frantic hands he spread
A shower of ashes o'er his neck and head.
From room to room his pensive daughters roam;
Whose shrieks and clamours fill the vaulted dome;
Mindful of those, who late their pride and joy,
Lie pale and breathless round the fields of Troy!
Before the king Jove's messenger appears,
And thus in whispers greets his trembling ears:
"Fear not, O father! no ill news I bear;
From Jove I come, Jove makes thee still his care;
For Hector's sake these walls he bids thee leave,
And bear what stern Achilles may receive;
Alone, for so he wills; no Trojan near,
Except, to place the dead with decent care,
Some aged herald, who with gentle hand
May the slow mules and funeral car command.
Nor shalt thou death, nor shall thou danger dread:
Safe through the foe by his protection led:
Thee Hermes to Pelides shall convey,
Guard of thy life, and partner of thy way.
Fierce as he is, Achilles' self shall spare
Thy age, nor touch one venerable hair;
Some thought there must be in a soul so brave,
Some sense of duty, some desire to save."
She spoke, and vanish'd. Priam bids prepare
His gentle mules and harness to the car;
There, for the gifts, a polish'd casket lay:
His pious sons the king's command obey.
Then pass'd the monarch to his bridal–room,
Where cedar–beams the lofty roofs perfume,
And where the treasures of his empire lay;
Then call'd his queen, and thus began to say:
"Unhappy consort of a king distress'd!
Partake the troubles of thy husband's breast:
I saw descend the messenger of Jove,
Who bids me try Achilles' mind to move;
Forsake these ramparts, and with gifts obtain
The corse of Hector, at yon navy slain.
Tell me thy thought: my heart impels to go
Through hostile camps, and bears me to the foe."
The hoary monarch thus. Her piercing cries
Sad Hecuba renews, and then replies:
"Ah! whither wanders thy distemper'd mind?
And where the prudence now that awed mankind?
Through Phrygia once and foreign regions known;
Now all confused, distracted, overthrown!
Singly to pass through hosts of foes! to face
(O heart of steel!) the murderer of thy race!
To view that deathful eye, and wander o'er
Those hands yet red with Hector's noble gore!
Alas! my lord! he knows not how to spare.
And what his mercy, thy slain sons declare;
So brave! so many fallen! To claim his rage
Vain were thy dignity, and vain thy age.
No—pent in this sad palace, let us give
To grief the wretched days we have to live.
Still, still for Hector let our sorrows flow,
Born to his own, and to his parents' woe!
Doom'd from the hour his luckless life begun,
To dogs, to vultures, and to Peleus' son!
Oh! in his dearest blood might I allay
My rage, and these barbarities repay!
For ah! could Hector merit thus, whose breath
Expired not meanly, in unactive death?
He poured his latest blood in manly fight,
And fell a hero in his country's right."
"Seek not to stay me, nor my soul affright
With words of omen, like a bird of night,
(Replied unmoved the venerable man;)
'Tis heaven commands me, and you urge in vain.
Had any mortal voice the injunction laid,
Nor augur, priest, nor seer, had been obey'd.

I go, ye gods! obedient to your call:
If in yon camp your powers have doom'd my fall,
Content—By the same hand let me expire!
Add to the slaughter'd son the wretched sire!
One cold embrace at least may be allow'd,
And my last tears flow mingled with his blood!"
From forth his open'd stores, this said, he drew
Twelve costly carpets of refulgent hue,
As many vests, as many mantles told,
And twelve fair veils, and garments stiff with gold,
Two tripods next, and twice two chargers shine,
With ten pure talents from the richest mine;
And last a large well–labour'd bowl had place,
(The pledge of treaties once with friendly Thrace:)
Seem'd all too mean the stores he could employ,
For one last look to buy him back to Troy!
Lo! the sad father, frantic with his pain,
Around him furious drives his menial train:
In vain each slave with duteous care attends,
Each office hurts him, and each face offends.
"What make ye here, officious crowds! (he cries).
Hence! nor obtrude your anguish on my eyes.
Have ye no griefs at home, to fix ye there:
Am I the only object of despair?
Am I become my people's common show,
Set up by Jove your spectacle of woe?

I see your blood the fields of Phrygia drown,
I see the ruins of your smoking town!
O send me, gods! ere that sad day shall come,
A willing ghost to Pluto's dreary dome!"
He said, and feebly drives his friends away:
The sorrowing friends his frantic rage obey.
Next on his sons his erring fury falls,
Polites, Paris, Agathon, he calls;
His threats Deiphobus and Dius hear,
Hippothous, Pammon, Helenes the seer,
And generous Antiphon: for yet these nine
Survived, sad relics of his numerous line.
"Inglorious sons of an unhappy sire!
Why did not all in Hector's cause expire?
Wretch that I am! my bravest offspring slain.
You, the disgrace of Priam's house, remain!
Mestor the brave, renown'd in ranks of war,
With Troilus, dreadful on his rushing car,
And last great Hector, more than man divine,
For sure he seem'd not of terrestrial line!
All those relentless Mars untimely slew,
And left me these, a soft and servile crew,
Whose days the feast and wanton dance employ,
Gluttons and flatterers, the contempt of Troy!
Why teach ye not my rapid wheels to run,
And speed my journey to redeem my son?"
The sons their father's wretched age revere,
Forgive his anger, and produce the car.
High on the seat the cabinet they bind:
The new–made car with solid beauty shined;
Box was the yoke, emboss'd with costly pains,
And hung with ringlets to receive the reins;
Nine cubits long, the traces swept the ground:
These to the chariot's polish'd pole they bound.
Then fix'd a ring the running reins to guide,
And close beneath the gather'd ends were tied.
Next with the gifts (the price of Hector slain)
The sad attendants load the groaning wain:
Last to the yoke the well–matched mules they bring,
(The gift of Mysia to the Trojan king.)
But the fair horses, long his darling care,
Himself received, and harness'd to his car:
Grieved as he was, he not this task denied;
The hoary herald help'd him, at his side.
While careful these the gentle coursers join'd,
Sad Hecuba approach'd with anxious mind;
A golden bowl that foam'd with fragrant wine,
(Libation destined to the power divine,)
Held in her right, before the steed she stands,
And thus consigns it to the monarch's hands:
"Take this, and pour to Jove; that safe from harms
His grace restore thee to our roof and arms.
Since victor of thy fears, and slighting mine,
Heaven, or thy soul, inspires this bold design;
Pray to that god, who high on Ida's brow
Surveys thy desolated realms below,
His winged messenger to send from high,
And lead thy way with heavenly augury:
Let the strong sovereign of the plumy race
Tower on the right of yon ethereal space.
That sign beheld, and strengthen'd from above,
Boldly pursue the journey mark'd by Jove:
But if the god his augury denies,
Suppress thy impulse, nor reject advice."
"'Tis just (said Priam) to the sire above
To raise our hands; for who so good as Jove?"
He spoke, and bade the attendant handmaid bring
The purest water of the living spring:
(Her ready hands the ewer and bason held:)
Then took the golden cup his queen had fill'd;
On the mid pavement pours the rosy wine,
Uplifts his eyes, and calls the power divine:
"O first and greatest! heaven's imperial lord!
On lofty Ida's holy hill adored!
To stern Achilles now direct my ways,
And teach him mercy when a father prays.
If such thy will, despatch from yonder sky
Thy sacred bird, celestial augury!
Let the strong sovereign of the plumy race
Tower on the right of yon ethereal space;
So shall thy suppliant, strengthen'd from above,
Fearless pursue the journey mark'd by Jove."
Jove heard his prayer, and from the throne on high,
Despatch'd his bird, celestial augury!
The swift–wing'd chaser of the feather'd game,
And known to gods by Percnos' lofty name.
Wide as appears some palace–gate display'd.
So broad, his pinions stretch'd their ample shade,
As stooping dexter with resounding wings
The imperial bird descends in airy rings.
A dawn of joy in every face appears:
The mourning matron dries her timorous tears:
Swift on his car the impatient monarch sprung;
The brazen portal in his passage rung;
The mules preceding draw the loaded wain,
Charged with the gifts: Idaeus holds the rein:
The king himself his gentle steeds controls,
And through surrounding friends the chariot rolls.

Now forward fares the father on his way,
Through the lone fields, and back to Ilion they.
Great Jove beheld him as he cross'd the plain,
And felt the woes of miserable man.
Then thus to Hermes: "Thou whose constant cares
Still succour mortals, and attend their prayers;
Behold an object to thy charge consign'd:
If ever pity touch'd thee for mankind,
Go, guard the sire: the observing foe prevent,
And safe conduct him to Achilles' tent."
The god obeys, his golden pinions binds,
And mounts incumbent on the wings of winds,
That high, through fields of air, his flight sustain,
O'er the wide earth, and o'er the boundless main;
Then grasps the wand that causes sleep to fly,
Or in soft slumbers seals the wakeful eye:
Thus arm'd, swift Hermes steers his airy way,
And stoops on Hellespont's resounding sea.
A beauteous youth, majestic and divine,
He seem'd; fair offspring of some princely line!
Now twilight veil'd the glaring face of day,
And clad the dusky fields in sober grey;
What time the herald and the hoary king
(Their chariots stopping at the silver spring,
That circling Ilus' ancient marble flows)
Allow'd their mules and steeds a short repose,
Through the dim shade the herald first espies
A man's approach, and thus to Priam cries:
"I mark some foe's advance: O king! beware;
This hard adventure claims thy utmost care!
For much I fear destruction hovers nigh:
Our state asks counsel; is it best to fly?
Or old and helpless, at his feet to fall,
Two wretched suppliants, and for mercy call?"
The afflicted monarch shiver'd with despair;
Pale grew his face, and upright stood his hair;
Sunk was his heart; his colour went and came;
A sudden trembling shook his aged frame:
When Hermes, greeting, touch'd his royal hand,
And, gentle, thus accosts with kind demand:
"Say whither, father! when each mortal sight
Is seal'd in sleep, thou wanderest through the night?
Why roam thy mules and steeds the plains along,
Through Grecian foes, so numerous and so strong?
What couldst thou hope, should these thy treasures view;
These, who with endless hate thy race pursue?
For what defence, alas! could'st thou provide;
Thyself not young, a weak old man thy guide?
Yet suffer not thy soul to sink with dread;
From me no harm shall touch thy reverend head;
From Greece I'll guard thee too; for in those lines
The living image of my father shines."
"Thy words, that speak benevolence of mind,
Are true, my son! (the godlike sire rejoin'd:)
Great are my hazards; but the gods survey
My steps, and send thee, guardian of my way.
Hail, and be bless'd! For scarce of mortal kind
Appear thy form, thy feature, and thy mind."
"Nor true are all thy words, nor erring wide;
(The sacred messenger of heaven replied;)
But say, convey'st thou through the lonely plains
What yet most precious of thy store remains,
To lodge in safety with some friendly hand:
Prepared, perchance, to leave thy native land?
Or fliest thou now?—What hopes can Troy retain,
Thy matchless son, her guard and glory, slain?"
The king, alarm'd: "Say what, and whence thou art
Who search the sorrows of a parent's heart,
And know so well how godlike Hector died?"
Thus Priam spoke, and Hermes thus replied:
"You tempt me, father, and with pity touch:
On this sad subject you inquire too much.
Oft have these eyes that godlike Hector view'd
In glorious fight, with Grecian blood embrued:
I saw him when, like Jove, his flames he toss'd
On thousand ships, and wither'd half a host:
I saw, but help'd not: stern Achilles' ire
Forbade assistance, and enjoy'd the fire.
For him I serve, of Myrmidonian race;
One ship convey'd us from our native place;
Polyctor is my sire, an honour'd name,
Old like thyself, and not unknown to fame;
Of seven his sons, by whom the lot was cast
To serve our prince, it fell on me, the last.
To watch this quarter, my adventure falls:
For with the morn the Greeks attack your walls;
Sleepless they sit, impatient to engage,
And scarce their rulers check their martial rage."
"If then thou art of stern Pelides' train,
(The mournful monarch thus rejoin'd again,)
Ah tell me truly, where, oh! where are laid
My son's dear relics? what befals him dead?
Have dogs dismember'd (on the naked plains),
Or yet unmangled rest, his cold remains?"
"O favour'd of the skies! (thus answered then
The power that mediates between god and men)
Nor dogs nor vultures have thy Hector rent,
But whole he lies, neglected in the tent:
This the twelfth evening since he rested there,
Untouch'd by worms, untainted by the air.
Still as Aurora's ruddy beam is spread,
Round his friend's tomb Achilles drags the dead:
Yet undisfigured, or in limb or face,
All fresh he lies, with every living grace,
Majestical in death! No stains are found
O'er all the corse, and closed is every wound,
Though many a wound they gave.
Thus spoke to Priam the celestial guide,
And joyful thus the royal sire replied:
"Blest is the man who pays the gods above
The constant tribute of respect and love!
Those who inhabit the Olympian bower
My son forgot not, in exalted power;
And heaven, that every virtue bears in mind,
Even to the ashes of the just is kind.
But thou, O generous youth! this goblet take,
A pledge of gratitude for Hector's sake;
And while the favouring gods our steps survey,
Safe to Pelides' tent conduct my way."
To whom the latent god: "O king, forbear
To tempt my youth, for apt is youth to err.
But can I, absent from my prince's sight,
Take gifts in secret, that must shun the light?
What from our master's interest thus we draw,
Is but a licensed theft that 'scapes the law.
Respecting him, my soul abjures the offence;
And as the crime, I dread the consequence.
Thee, far as Argos, pleased I could convey;
Guard of thy life, and partner of thy way:
On thee attend, thy safety to maintain,
O'er pathless forests, or the roaring main."
He said, then took the chariot at a bound,
And snatch'd the reins, and whirl'd the lash around:
Before the inspiring god that urged them on,
The coursers fly with spirit not their own.
And now they reach'd the naval walls, and found
The guards repasting, while the bowls go round;
On these the virtue of his wand he tries,
And pours deep slumber on their watchful eyes:
Then heaved the massy gates, removed the bars,
And o'er the trenches led the rolling cars.
Unseen, through all the hostile camp they went,
And now approach'd Pelides' lofty tent.
On firs the roof was raised, and cover'd o'er
With reeds collected from the marshy shore;
And, fenced with palisades, a hall of state,
(The work of soldiers,) where the hero sat.
Large was the door, whose well–compacted strength
A solid pine–tree barr'd of wondrous length:
Scarce three strong Greeks could lift its mighty weight,
But great Achilles singly closed the gate.
This Hermes (such the power of gods) set wide;
Then swift alighted the celestial guide,
And thus reveal'd—"Hear, prince! and understand
Thou ow'st thy guidance to no mortal hand:
Hermes I am, descended from above,
The king of arts, the messenger of Jove,
Farewell: to shun Achilles' sight I fly;
Uncommon are such favours of the sky,
Nor stand confess'd to frail mortality.
Now fearless enter, and prefer thy prayers;
Adjure him by his father's silver hairs,
His son, his mother! urge him to bestow
Whatever pity that stern heart can know."
Thus having said, he vanish'd from his eyes,
And in a moment shot into the skies:
The king, confirm'd from heaven, alighted there,
And left his aged herald on the car,
With solemn pace through various rooms he went,
And found Achilles in his inner tent:
There sat the hero: Alcimus the brave,
And great Automedon, attendance gave:
These served his person at the royal feast;
Around, at awful distance, stood the rest.
Unseen by these, the king his entry made:
And, prostrate now before Achilles laid,
Sudden (a venerable sight!) appears;
Embraced his knees, and bathed his hands in tears;
Those direful hands his kisses press'd, embrued
Even with the best, the dearest of his blood!

Think of thy father's age, and pity mine!
In me that father's reverend image trace,
Those silver hairs, that venerable face;
His trembling limbs, his helpless person, see!
In all my equal, but in misery!
Yet now, perhaps, some turn of human fate
Expels him helpless from his peaceful state;
Think, from some powerful foe thou seest him fly,
And beg protection with a feeble cry.
Yet still one comfort in his soul may rise;
He hears his son still lives to glad his eyes,
And, hearing, still may hope a better day
May send him thee, to chase that foe away.
No comfort to my griefs, no hopes remain,
The best, the bravest, of my sons are slain!

How oft, alas! has wretched Priam bled!
Still one was left their loss to recompense;
His father's hope, his country's last defence.
Him too thy rage has slain! beneath thy steel,
Unhappy in his country's cause he fell!
"For him through hostile camps I bent my way,
For him thus prostrate at thy feet I lay;
Large gifts proportion'd to thy wrath I bear;
O hear the wretched, and the gods revere!
"Think of thy father, and this face behold!
See him in me, as helpless and as old!
Though not so wretched: there he yields to me,
The first of men in sovereign misery!
Thus forced to kneel, thus grovelling to embrace
The scourge and ruin of my realm and race;
Suppliant my children's murderer to implore,
And kiss those hands yet reeking with their gore!"
These words soft pity in the chief inspire,
Touch'd with the dear remembrance of his sire.
Then with his hand (as prostrate still he lay)
The old man's cheek he gently turn'd away.
Now each by turns indulged the gush of woe;
And now the mingled tides together flow:
This low on earth, that gently bending o'er;
A father one, and one a son deplore:
But great Achilles different passions rend,
And now his sire he mourns, and now his friend.
The infectious softness through the heroes ran;
One universal solemn shower began;
They bore as heroes, but they felt as man.
Satiate at length with unavailing woes,
From the high throne divine Achilles rose;
The reverend monarch by the hand he raised;
On his white beard and form majestic gazed,
Not unrelenting; then serene began
With words to soothe the miserable man:
"Alas, what weight of anguish hast thou known,
Unhappy prince! thus guardless and alone
Two pass through foes, and thus undaunted face
The man whose fury has destroy'd thy race!
Heaven sure has arm'd thee with a heart of steel,
A strength proportion'd to the woes you feel.
Rise, then: let reason mitigate your care:
To mourn avails not: man is born to bear.
Such is, alas! the gods' severe decree:
They, only they are blest, and only free.
Two urns by Jove's high throne have ever stood,
The source of evil one, and one of good;
From thence the cup of mortal man he fills,
Blessings to these, to those distributes ill;
To most he mingles both: the wretch decreed
To taste the bad unmix'd, is cursed indeed;
Pursued by wrongs, by meagre famine driven,
He wanders, outcast both of earth and heaven.
The happiest taste not happiness sincere;
But find the cordial draught is dash'd with care.
Who more than Peleus shone in wealth and power
What stars concurring bless'd his natal hour!
A realm, a goddess, to his wishes given;
Graced by the gods with all the gifts of heaven.
One evil yet o'ertakes his latest day:
No race succeeding to imperial sway;
An only son; and he, alas! ordain'd
To fall untimely in a foreign land.
See him, in Troy, the pious care decline
Of his weak age, to live the curse of thine!
Thou too, old man, hast happier days beheld;
In riches once, in children once excell'd;
Extended Phrygia own'd thy ample reign,
And all fair Lesbos' blissful seats contain,
And all wide Hellespont's unmeasured main.
But since the god his hand has pleased to turn,
And fill thy measure from his bitter urn,
What sees the sun, but hapless heroes' falls?
War, and the blood of men, surround thy walls!
What must be, must be.
To whom the king: "O favour'd of the skies!
Here let me grow to earth! since Hector lies
On the bare beach deprived of obsequies.
O give me Hector! to my eyes restore
His corse, and take the gifts: I ask no more.
Thou, as thou may'st, these boundless stores enjoy;
Safe may'st thou sail, and turn thy wrath from Troy;
So shall thy pity and forbearance give
A weak old man to see the light and live!"
"Move me no more, (Achilles thus replies,
While kindling anger sparkled in his eyes,)
Nor seek by tears my steady soul to bend:
To yield thy Hector I myself intend:
For know, from Jove my goddess–mother came,
(Old Ocean's daughter, silver–footed dame,)
Nor comest thou but by heaven; nor comest alone,
Some god impels with courage not thy own:
No human hand the weighty gates unbarr'd,
Nor could the boldest of our youth have dared
To pass our outworks, or elude the guard.
Cease; lest, neglectful of high Jove's command,
I show thee, king! thou tread'st on hostile land;
Release my knees, thy suppliant arts give o'er,
And shake the purpose of my soul no more."
The sire obey'd him, trembling and o'eraw'd.
Achilles, like a lion, rush'd abroad:
Automedon and Alcimus attend,
(Whom most he honour'd, since he lost his friend,)
These to unyoke the mules and horses went,
And led the hoary herald to the tent;
Next, heap'd on high, the numerous presents bear,
(Great Hector's ransom,) from the polish'd car.
Two splendid mantles, and a carpet spread,
They leave: to cover and enwrap the dead.
Then call the handmaids, with assistant toil
To wash the body and anoint with oil,
Apart from Priam: lest the unhappy sire,
Provoked to passion, once more rouse to ire
The stern Pelides; and nor sacred age,
Nor Jove's command, should check the rising rage.
This done, the garments o'er the corse they spread;
Achilles lifts it to the funeral bed:
Then, while the body on the car they laid,
He groans, and calls on loved Patroclus' shade:
"If, in that gloom which never light must know,
The deeds of mortals touch the ghosts below,
O friend! forgive me, that I thus fulfil
(Restoring Hector) heaven's unquestion'd will.
The gifts the father gave, be ever thine,
To grace thy manes, and adorn thy shrine."
He said, and, entering, took his seat of state;
Where full before him reverend Priam sate;
To whom, composed, the godlike chief begun:
"Lo! to thy prayer restored, thy breathless son;
Extended on the funeral couch he lies;
And soon as morning paints the eastern skies,
The sight is granted to thy longing eyes:
But now the peaceful hours of sacred night
Demand reflection, and to rest invite:
Nor thou, O father! thus consumed with woe,
The common cares that nourish life forego.
Not thus did Niobe, of form divine,
A parent once, whose sorrows equall'd thine:
Six youthful sons, as many blooming maids,
In one sad day beheld the Stygian shades;
Those by Apollo's silver bow were slain,
These, Cynthia's arrows stretch'd upon the plain:
So was her pride chastised by wrath divine,
Who match'd her own with bright Latona's line;
But two the goddess, twelve the queen enjoy'd;
Those boasted twelve, the avenging two destroy'd.
Steep'd in their blood, and in the dust outspread,
Nine days, neglected, lay exposed the dead;
None by to weep them, to inhume them none;
(For Jove had turn'd the nation all to stone.)
The gods themselves, at length relenting gave
The unhappy race the honours of a grave.
Herself a rock (for such was heaven's high will)
Through deserts wild now pours a weeping rill;
Where round the bed whence Achelous springs,
The watery fairies dance in mazy rings;
There high on Sipylus's shaggy brow,
She stands, her own sad monument of woe;
The rock for ever lasts, the tears for ever flow.
"Such griefs, O king! have other parents known;
Remember theirs, and mitigate thy own.
The care of heaven thy Hector has appear'd,
Nor shall he lie unwept, and uninterr'd;
Soon may thy aged cheeks in tears be drown'd,
And all the eyes of Ilion stream around."
He said, and, rising, chose the victim ewe
With silver fleece, which his attendants slew.
The limbs they sever from the reeking hide,
With skill prepare them, and in parts divide:
Each on the coals the separate morsels lays,
And, hasty, snatches from the rising blaze.
With bread the glittering canisters they load,
Which round the board Automedon bestow'd.
The chief himself to each his portion placed,
And each indulging shared in sweet repast.
When now the rage of hunger was repress'd,
The wondering hero eyes his royal guest:
No less the royal guest the hero eyes,
His godlike aspect and majestic size;
Here, youthful grace and noble fire engage;
And there, the mild benevolence of age.
Thus gazing long, the silence neither broke,
(A solemn scene!) at length the father spoke:
"Permit me now, beloved of Jove! to steep
My careful temples in the dew of sleep:
For, since the day that number'd with the dead
My hapless son, the dust has been my bed;
Soft sleep a stranger to my weeping eyes;
My only food, my sorrows and my sighs!
Till now, encouraged by the grace you give,
I share thy banquet, and consent to live."
With that, Achilles bade prepare the bed,
With purple soft and shaggy carpets spread;
Forth, by the flaming lights, they bend their way,
And place the couches, and the coverings lay.
Then he: "Now, father, sleep, but sleep not here;
Consult thy safety, and forgive my fear,
Lest any Argive, at this hour awake,
To ask our counsel, or our orders take,
Approaching sudden to our open'd tent,
Perchance behold thee, and our grace prevent.
Should such report thy honour'd person here,
The king of men the ransom might defer;
But say with speed, if aught of thy desire
Remains unask'd; what time the rites require
To inter thy Hector? For, so long we stay
Our slaughtering arm, and bid the hosts obey."
"If then thy will permit (the monarch said)
To finish all due honours to the dead,
This of thy grace accord: to thee are known
The fears of Ilion, closed within her town;
And at what distance from our walls aspire
The hills of Ide, and forests for the fire.
Nine days to vent our sorrows I request,
The tenth shall see the funeral and the feast;
The next, to raise his monument be given;
The twelfth we war, if war be doom'd by heaven!"
"This thy request (replied the chief) enjoy:
Till then our arms suspend the fall of Troy."
Then gave his hand at parting, to prevent
The old man's fears, and turn'd within the tent;
Where fair Briseis, bright in blooming charms,
Expects her hero with desiring arms.
But in the porch the king and herald rest;
Sad dreams of care yet wandering in their breast.
Now gods and men the gifts of sleep partake;
Industrious Hermes only was awake,
The king's return revolving in his mind,
To pass the ramparts, and the watch to blind.
The power descending hover'd o'er his head:
"And sleep'st thou, father! (thus the vision said:)
Now dost thou sleep, when Hector is restored?
Nor fear the Grecian foes, or Grecian lord?
Thy presence here should stern Atrides see,
Thy still surviving sons may sue for thee;
May offer all thy treasures yet contain,
To spare thy age; and offer all in vain."
Waked with the word the trembling sire arose,
And raised his friend: the god before him goes:
He joins the mules, directs them with his hand,
And moves in silence through the hostile land.
When now to Xanthus' yellow stream they drove,
(Xanthus, immortal progeny of Jove,)
The winged deity forsook their view,
And in a moment to Olympus flew.
Now shed Aurora round her saffron ray,
Sprang through the gates of light, and gave the day:
Charged with the mournful load, to Ilion go
The sage and king, majestically slow.

If e'er ye rush'd in crowds, with vast delight,
To hail your hero glorious from the fight,
Now meet him dead, and let your sorrows flow;
Your common triumph, and your common woe."
In thronging crowds they issue to the plains;
Nor man nor woman in the walls remains;
In every face the self–same grief is shown;
And Troy sends forth one universal groan.
At Scaea's gates they meet the mourning wain,
Hang on the wheels, and grovel round the slain.
The wife and mother, frantic with despair,
Kiss his pale cheek, and rend their scatter'd hair:
Thus wildly wailing, at the gates they lay;
And there had sigh'd and sorrow'd out the day;
But godlike Priam from the chariot rose:
"Forbear (he cried) this violence of woes;
First to the palace let the car proceed,
Then pour your boundless sorrows o'er the dead."
The waves of people at his word divide,
Slow rolls the chariot through the following tide;
Even to the palace the sad pomp they wait:
They weep, and place him on the bed of state.
A melancholy choir attend around,
With plaintive sighs, and music's solemn sound:
Alternately they sing, alternate flow
The obedient tears, melodious in their woe.
While deeper sorrows groan from each full heart,
And nature speaks at every pause of art.
First to the corse the weeping consort flew;
Around his neck her milk–white arms she threw,
"And oh, my Hector! Oh, my lord! (she cries)
Snatch'd in thy bloom from these desiring eyes!
Thou to the dismal realms for ever gone!
And I abandon'd, desolate, alone!
An only son, once comfort of our pains,
Sad product now of hapless love, remains!
Never to manly age that son shall rise,
Or with increasing graces glad my eyes:
For Ilion now (her great defender slain)
Shall sink a smoking ruin on the plain.
Who now protects her wives with guardian care?
Who saves her infants from the rage of war?
Now hostile fleets must waft those infants o'er
(Those wives must wait them) to a foreign shore:
Thou too, my son, to barbarous climes shall go,
The sad companion of thy mother's woe;
Driven hence a slave before the victor's sword
Condemn'd to toil for some inhuman lord:
Or else some Greek whose father press'd the plain,
Or son, or brother, by great Hector slain,
In Hector's blood his vengeance shall enjoy,
And hurl thee headlong from the towers of Troy.
For thy stern father never spared a foe:
Thence all these tears, and all this scene of woe!
Thence many evils his sad parents bore,
His parents many, but his consort more.
Why gav'st thou not to me thy dying hand?
And why received not I thy last command?
Some word thou would'st have spoke, which, sadly dear,
My soul might keep, or utter with a tear;
Which never, never could be lost in air,
Fix'd in my heart, and oft repeated there!"
Thus to her weeping maids she makes her moan,
Her weeping handmaids echo groan for groan.
The mournful mother next sustains her part:
"O thou, the best, the dearest to my heart!
Of all my race thou most by heaven approved,
And by the immortals even in death beloved!
While all my other sons in barbarous bands
Achilles bound, and sold to foreign lands,
This felt no chains, but went a glorious ghost,
Free, and a hero, to the Stygian coast.
Sentenced, 'tis true, by his inhuman doom,
Thy noble corse was dragg'd around the tomb;
(The tomb of him thy warlike arm had slain;)
Ungenerous insult, impotent and vain!
Yet glow'st thou fresh with every living grace;
No mark of pain, or violence of face:
Rosy and fair! as Phoebus' silver bow
Dismiss'd thee gently to the shades below."
Thus spoke the dame, and melted into tears.
Sad Helen next in pomp of grief appears;
Fast from the shining sluices of her eyes
Fall the round crystal drops, while thus she cries.
"Ah, dearest friend! in whom the gods had join'd
Tne mildest manners with the bravest mind,
Now twice ten years (unhappy years) are o'er
Since Paris brought me to the Trojan shore,
(O had I perish'd, ere that form divine
Seduced this soft, this easy heart of mine!)
Yet was it ne'er my fate, from thee to find
A deed ungentle, or a word unkind.
When others cursed the authoress of their woe,
Thy pity check'd my sorrows in their flow.
If some proud brother eyed me with disdain,
Or scornful sister with her sweeping train,
Thy gentle accents soften'd all my pain.
For thee I mourn, and mourn myself in thee,
The wretched source of all this misery.
The fate I caused, for ever I bemoan;
Sad Helen has no friend, now thou art gone!
Through Troy's wide streets abandon'd shall I roam!
In Troy deserted, as abhorr'd at home!"
So spoke the fair, with sorrow–streaming eye.
Distressful beauty melts each stander–by.
On all around the infectious sorrow grows;
But Priam check'd the torrent as it rose:
"Perform, ye Trojans! what the rites require,
And fell the forests for a funeral pyre;
Twelve days, nor foes nor secret ambush dread;
Achilles grants these honours to the dead."
He spoke, and, at his word, the Trojan train
Their mules and oxen harness to the wain,
Pour through the gates, and fell'd from Ida's crown,
Roll back the gather'd forests to the town.
These toils continue nine succeeding days,
And high in air a sylvan structure raise.
But when the tenth fair morn began to shine,
Forth to the pile was borne the man divine,
And placed aloft; while all, with streaming eyes,
Beheld the flames and rolling smokes arise.
Soon as Aurora, daughter of the dawn,
With rosy lustre streak'd the dewy lawn,
Again the mournful crowds surround the pyre,
And quench with wine the yet remaining fire.
The snowy bones his friends and brothers place
(With tears collected) in a golden vase;
The golden vase in purple palls they roll'd,
Of softest texture, and inwrought with gold.
Last o'er the urn the sacred earth they spread,
And raised the tomb, memorial of the dead.
(Strong guards and spies, till all the rites were done,
Watch'd from the rising to the setting sun.)
All Troy then moves to Priam's court again,
A solemn, silent, melancholy train:
Assembled there, from pious toil they rest,
And sadly shared the last sepulchral feast.
Such honours Ilion to her hero paid,
And peaceful slept the mighty Hector's shade.


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[Loud and dramatic trespass into private residence] CitH: Query about seatedness CitH: Comment about the weather; invitation to amusement CitH: Offer of recreation CitH: Offer of illusions CitH: Continuation of offer; dismissal of parental concerns ?: Recommendation of eviction; reiteration of parental concerns CitH: Reassurance regarding parental concerns CitH: Self-aggrandizement regarding illusions CitH: Harassment of previous speaker ?: Indignation ?: Demand to cease harassment ?: Fear of heights
[Training montage] CP: Possible symptoms of asthma Y: Request to pass on last words L: Regret over childhood truancy M1: Observation of coach’s intimidation tactics M2: Anxiety regarding integrity of disguise CP: Regret over lack of aquatic proficiency chorus: Statement of virility ?S: Aspirational comparison to waterway chorus: Statement of virility ?S: Aspirational comparison to cyclone chorus: Statement of virility ?S: Aspirational comparison to inferno ?S: Aspirational comparison to part of astronomical object
[Heated argument] ??K: Topographic analysis DV: Prideful boast ??K: Warning against rash behavior [Rash behavior] ??K: Appeal to prophecy; appeal to harmony DV: Rejection of emotional ties ??K: Appeal to family [Immolation]
[Jewelry conference] FB: Reluctant acceptance of task; request for directions G1: Promise of assistance A: Promise of assistance; offer of weapon L: Offer of weapon G2: Offer of weapon B: Paternalistic assent on behalf of homeland SG: Enlistment ?: Lighthearted rebuke MB: Enlistment PT: Comic enlistment MB: Comic rejoinder ?: Proud summation; title drop PT: Parting shot
[On the bow of a ship headed for a new land] ?DB: Reconciliatory greeting JD: Request to stop talking and stop looking ?DB: Negative JD: Assistance onto a higher platform; invitation to have faith ?DB: Affirmative JD: Signal to observe surroundings ?DB: Delight in freedom from gravity
[Introductory encounter in Italian plaza] A: Query regarding finger S: Affirmative A: Amended query regarding finger S: Request for legal consultation ?: Negative S: Clarification of previous affirmative ?: Query regarding conflict A: Negative S: Boast about superior A: Negative S: Hedging ?: Instigation of conflict S: Corresponding affirmative A: Disbelief S: General impugning of masculinity; advice regarding fencing technique
[Climactic assault on fortification] ?1M: Personal introduction; recapitulation of backstory; statement of intent ?1M: Personal introduction; recapitulation of backstory; statement of intent ?1M: Personal introduction; recapitulation of backstory; statement of intent C?2: Annoyance ?1M: Personal introduction; recapitulation of backstory; statement of intent C?2: Denial ?1M: Demand for supplication C?2: Supplication ?1M: Demand for supplication C?2: Supplication ?1M: Demand for supplication C?2: Supplication [Finishing strike to the torso] ?1M: One-liner redeeming backstory
[Climactic assault on fortification] chorus: Location and year of attack Md?: Greeting AH: Greeting Md?: Compliment on change in job title AH: Denial of perspiration; recap of first act both: Recognition of the value of foreigners [Beat] AH: Musing about the consequences of victory Md?: Foreshadowing of future conflict overseas AH: Dramatically ironic promise of support Md?: Acknowledgement of imminent combat AH: Somewhat morbid recurring valediction Md?: Valediction


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Front End |
JavaScript Libraries Are Almost Never Updated Once Installed (blog.cloudflare.com) JavaScript CDNJS Data |
| An analysis, based on CDNJS data, of when and if JavaScript libraries are updated after being installed onto websites.... Read more |
The Web in 2020: Extensibility and Interoperability (css-tricks.com) custom properties houdini logical properties prefers-color-scheme prefers-reduced-motion trend variable fonts web components |
| In the past few years, we’ve seen a lot of change and diversion in regard to web technologies. In 2020, I foresee us as a web community heading... Read more |
User Experience #UX |
Instagram for Windows 95 (behance.net) |
| Better than original Instagram?... Read more |
DevOps |
Introducing NGINX Controller 3.0: Accelerate Time to Market with App-Centric Delivery (nginx.com) releases NGINX Controller |
| NGINX Controller 3.0 is a complete platform upgrade that introduces application-centric management of your NGINX Plus-based infrastructure. It includes a self‑service portal for RBAC-based collaboration, a DevOps-optimized API, and a built-in certificate manager.... Read more |
Data |
Five Methods For Database Obfuscation (clickhouse.yandex) |
| ClickHouse users already know that its biggest advantage is its high-speed processing of analytical queries. But claims like this need to be confirmed with reliable performance testing. Read further... Read more |
Security #InfoSec |
The duke of URL: Zoom meetups' info leaked out through eavesdrop hole (theregister.co.uk) |
| Now patched, but yikes. For our next meeting, let's dial in from a phone box... Read more |
How to Hack with Arduino: Building MacOS Payloads for Inserting a Wi-Fi Backdoor (null-byte.wonderhowto.com) |
| Arduino is a language that's easy to learn and supported on many incredibly low-cost devices, two of which are the $2 Digispark and a $3 ESP8266-based board. We can program these devices in Arduino to hijack the Wi-Fi data connection of any unlocked macOS computer in seconds, and we can even have it send data from the target device to our low-cost evil access point.... Read more |
Hapless 'AWS engineer' spilled customer passwords, keys on public GitHub repo (theregister.co.uk) Aws |
| Only up for five hours, but that's plenty of time for the wrong person to spot it... Read more |
Product #ProductOwnership #ProductManagement |
How to manage a program in a product-mode organization (martinfowler.com) |
| Programs coordinate a software delivery across several product-mode teams.... Read more |
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LOVE AND OTHER CATASTROPHES A film review by Scott Renshaw Copyright 1997 Scott Renshaw
(Fox Searchlight) Starring: Frances O'Connor, Alice Garner, Matthew Dytkynski, Matt Day, Radha Mitchell. Screenplay: Helen Bandis, Yael Bergman, Emma-Kate Croghan. Producer: Stavros Andonis Efthymiou. Director: Emma-Kate Croghan.  Reviewed by Scott Renshaw.
For what it's worth, I suppose I learned something from LOVE AND OTHER CATASTROPHES: romantic comedies can be just as predictable and uninspired in Australia as in the U.S. If attractive, likeable actors and a non-threatening lightness of tone count for anything -- and heaven knows that they can -- LOVE AND OTHER CATASTROPHES may find an audience receptive to its nominal charms. I suspect audiences are more likely to discover that it has absolutely nothing new to say, and that its moderately eccentric/neurotic characters are very familiar. LOVE AND OTHER CATASTROPHES is a ride on flat, straight ground to nowhere in particular.
The plot follows a day in the life of five Australian university students coping with various minor dilemmas. Mia (Frances O'Connor), a flighty lesbian, is forced to navigate a bureaucratic obstacle course to change programs, on the same day she is struggling with commitment issues with her girlfriend Danni (Radha Mitchell). Mia's roommate Alice (Alice Garner) is trying to complete her film studies thesis on Doris Day as feminist icon, while pining from afar for a notorious womanizer named Ari (Matthew Dytkynski). Meanwhile, medical student Michael (Matt Day) responds to Mia and Alice's ad for a third roommate, unaware that Alice is the coffee shop clerk to whom he is attracted.
There is a certain energy to LOVE AND OTHER CATASTROPHES which makes it hard to dislike actively. Director/co-writer Emma-Kate Croghan keeps things moving at a brisk clip, and provides at least a couple of amusing sequences; the best involves Mia racing from place to place trying to find someone to approve her change of program before the deadline at the end of the day, dealing with dilemmas like the inconvenient death of her advisor. The cast is uniformly appealing, and unlike may romantic larks about young people, the characters never start to grate on your nerves with their insecurities and crises. All things considered, these five seem pretty well-adjusted.
So much for the damning with faint praise. The fact is that LOVE AND OTHER CATASTROPHES is a 76-minute movie which takes forever to end. As nice as the characters are, most of them never progress beyond a single dimension. Alice is the most complex character, a perfectionist whose impossibly high standards for a significant other take a back seat to some animal lust for Ari, but Croghan and her co-writers never explore that dynamic; it's just a blip on Alice's emotional radar which quickly vanishes. The characters march with such ease toward their respective happy endings that there is not a moment of tension, and it's all so shallow that you may forget every relationship half an hour after watching. Even the very 90s twist of making one of the couples lesbian can't generate much spark. A couple without chemistry is a couple without chemistry, gay or straight.
Among the more perplexing aspects of LOVE AND OTHER CATASTROPHES are Croghan's few attempts at idiosyncrasy, all of which fall flat. A farcical scene of film students dressed like their idols (Quentin Tarantino, Woody Allen, etc.) seems wildly out of place, and the burnt orange cinematography makes you wonder whether Don Simpson and Jerry Bruckheimer hijacked the production somewhere along the line. I suppose Croghan had to do something to spice up the material, but it might have been a better idea to write a complete script, develop the characters and their relationships, _then_ put together a good-looking cast of characters. Frances O'Connor's bright smile and Matt Day's geeky handsomeness can buy few minutes of good will, but sooner or later people have to do something vaguely interesting. LOVE AND OTHER CATASTROPHES isn't a catastrophe; it's just the kind of aimlessly frothy romantic comedies America has churned out a hundred times before. Only the accents have been changed to distinguish the guilty.
On the Renshaw scale of 0 to 10 Down Under-achievements: 4.
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This module affords functions to transliterate sentences
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Intuitive interactions keep us immersed in an experience by stimulating our senses with realistic feedback. Natural user interfaces and contextual interactions are the two key dimensions for intuitive interactions.


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