. . . muttered the ogre

stuff the vaunted Linux documentation won’t tell you, No.453

Posted on Tuesday, 2002 May 07 by Anton

How to change the time zone?

Since I reinstalled Red Hat yesterday, it somehow thinks we’re in +8 (Japan) rather than -8 (California). Apologies to anyone to whom my mail appears 16 hours delayed.

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hey nonny nonny

Posted on Tuesday, 2002 May 07 by Anton

The Angry Clam posted some pix of the Berkeley Morris.
My then wife used to dance with this team, from 1986 to (i guess) 1992; but I can’t recognize any faces in these shots. (Terry O’Neill, the Fool, was killed a few years ago by an experimental capacitor.)
Rory quotes someone grumbling about “White Power”; I wonder what he’d have said if Johnnie Fudge, whose complexion matches his name, were still dancing.

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hammer & sickle & stripes

Posted on Monday, 2002 May 06 by Anton

Today I started to read Neil Smith’s Forge of the Elders, and had to chuckle at the names of the spaceships of the American Soviet Socialist Republic: Dole, McCain, Hatch (“three misunderstood and martyred socialist statesmen who had made America what it was today”). When this part was first published (as Contact and Commune), they were Democrats: Metzenbaum, Kennedy, [?].

A few years ago, Neil started saying that he preferred openly-socialist Democrats to crypto-socialist Republicans. I guess this renaming is part of that policy.

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it’s only a phase

Posted on Monday, 2002 May 06 by Anton

Turns of Phrase: Dogme 95 (from the World Wide Words site). The one ‘Dogme’ film I’ve seen, Italian for Beginners, violates one of the terms as stated here – unless the IV hose really did contain morphine.

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