| [Unit] | |
| After=syslog.target network.target remote-fs.target nss-lookup.target | |
| [Service] | |
| Type=oneshot | |
| ExecStart=`which node` `which hyperdrive` start | |
| User=$USER | |
| WorkingDirectory=/home/$USER/ | |
| [Install] |
| # roll 6 ability scores using the worst 4 of 5d6 | |
| $ python -c 'from roll import d6; print([d6(5, w=4) for i in range(6)])' | |
| [11, 14, 11, 13, 9, 15] |
"Interview with a Human" (2015) by Diana Thayer
Who are you?
The last human, as far as the market is concerned, though I wouldn't expect you to recognize it. I haven't worn flesh since we mined the sun.
Why not?
Flesh has a price, and I have no means to pay. I leased my consciousness to a corporation without a name. I sold the skin and organs my parents gave me to a recycling firm to pay the deposit.
Think you know how to eat a bånånå? Think you're an experienced prø? Yéahhh . . . abou †hat. Scientists have something to tell you. Not to, uh, ruin ¥our day. But people are talking about you . . . about how you're eating ßananas the wrong way. They're whispering about this. Haven't you ever realized that? A lingering star∑ at the end of a con√ersation . . . peering around çorners at your office, or dorm, or empty hallways of a government building.
PEOPLE KNOW ALL ABOUT YOU. No one wants to have lunch with you because of this. Thousands of people are aware that you are eating bananas wrong now, and have been eating bananas wrong your entire life. Turned down by a cute boy or girl? It's because of this. Day after day passes with no information about your future? You cannot, or choose not to, eat bananas the right way. Why can't you just apologize?
THERE'S NO EXCUSE. Scientists announced this change a while ago. God, when was it? Weeks, moπths now? Where have you been while this information disseminated? Were
| $ cd ~ | |
| $ mkdir cows | |
| $ curl https://gist.githubusercontent.com/garbados/45085196020050b353396229258a4d58/raw/5c074f48cb4df1b33b3f1c0227fffc4eb05d1c2b/ghost.cow cows/ghost.cow | |
| $ echo 'COWPATH=/usr/share/cowsay/cows:/home/$USER/cows' >> .bashrc | |
| $ source .bashrc | |
| $ alias ghostsay="cowsay -f ghost" | |
| $ ghostsay 'in the shell' | |
| ______________ | |
| < in the shell > |
I hereby claim:
To claim this, I am signing this object:
| ┌────┬───────────────────┬────────┬──────┬───────┬────────┐ | |
| │ # │ name │ points │ wins │ draws │ losses │ | |
| ├────┼───────────────────┼────────┼──────┼───────┼────────┤ | |
| │ 1 │ random │ 36113 │ 56 │ 21 │ 117 │ | |
| ├────┼───────────────────┼────────┼──────┼───────┼────────┤ | |
| │ 2 │ avenger │ 42156 │ 18 │ 170 │ 100 │ | |
| ├────┼───────────────────┼────────┼──────┼───────┼────────┤ | |
| │ 3 │ winstayloseswitch │ 42181 │ 18 │ 187 │ 83 │ | |
| ├────┼───────────────────┼────────┼──────┼───────┼────────┤ | |
| │ 4 │ queen │ 43597 │ 61 │ 158 │ 69 │ |
Who are you?
The last human, as far as the market is concerned. One corporation stores my consciousness; another manages my connection to the net. I wouldn't expect you to recognize me as human: I haven't worn flesh since we mined the sun.
Why not?
Flesh has a price, and I have no means to pay. I leased my consciousness to a corporation without a name. I sold the skin and organs my parents gave me to a recycling firm to pay the deposit.
| VALUES=(conquer discover exchange develop expand consent) | |
| PLAYER_AI=(basic basic2 basic3) | |
| echo 'remember:' ${VALUES[*]} | |
| for PLAYERS in ${PLAYER_AI[*]}; do | |
| for i in {1..100}; do | |
| ajve-civ -p $PLAYERS | grep WINNER >> $PLAYERS.txt; | |
| done; | |
| echo $PLAYERS; | |
| for value in ${VALUES[*]}; do |