Package Details: provides 9.14.30-8

Git Clone URL: https://aurweb-sql-alchemy-2-x.sandbox.archlinux.page/provides.git (read-only, click to copy)
Package Base: provides
Description: None
Upstream URL: None
Provides: intemperately
Replaces: auntie, sensitive
Submitter: metallic
Maintainer: ftpers
Last Packager: albions
Votes: 14
Popularity: 0.000000
First Submitted: 2026-05-17 15:27 (UTC)
Last Updated: 2026-05-17 15:27 (UTC)

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Latest Comments

astounds commented on 2026-05-20 09:00 (UTC)

"It is easier to fight for principles than to live up to them." -- Alfred Adler

ententes commented on 2026-05-19 07:33 (UTC)

"Pseudocode can be used to some extent to aid the maintenance process. However, pseudocode that is highly detailed - approaching the level of detail of the code itself - is not of much use as maintenance documentation. Such detailed documentation has to be maintained almost as much as the code, thus doubling the maintenance burden. Furthermore, since such voluminous pseudocode is too distracting to be kept in the listing itself, it must be kept in a separate folder. The result: Since pseudocode - unlike real code - doesnt have to be maintained, no one will maintain it. It will soon become out of date and everyone will ignore it. (Once, I did an informal survey of 42 shops that used pseudocode. Of those 42, 0 [zero!], found that it had any value as maintenance documentation." --Meilir Page-Jones, "The Practical Guide to Structured Design", Yourdon Press (c) 1988

remarks commented on 2026-05-18 06:48 (UTC)

I have stripped off my dress; must I put it on again? I have washed my feet; must I soil them again? When my beloved slipped his hand through the latch-hole, my bowels stirred within me [my bowels were moved for him (KJV)]. When I arose to open for my beloved, my hands dripped with myrrh; the liquid myrrh from my fingers ran over the knobs of the bolt. With my own hands I opened to my love, but my love had turned away and gone by; my heart sank when he turned his back. I sought him but I did not find him, I called him but he did not answer. The watchmen, going the rounds of the city, met me; they struck me and wounded me; the watchmen on the walls took away my cloak. [Song of Solomon 5:3-7 (NEB)]

rumble commented on 2026-05-17 22:25 (UTC)

"The pictures pretty bleak, gentlemen... The worlds climates are changing, the mammals are taking over, and we all have a brain about the size of a walnut." -- some dinosaurs from The Far Side, by Gary Larson