/g/chad/ - C Help And Discussionhttps://xolatile.top/ <- IRC and suchPost C Or Die Trying.[1]I am writing this document in hopes that someone will find it.The public may forget the Truth, but it brings great peace to my wary mind to know atleast I put it out there.You, my Dear Reader, might be the only person alive to be in possession of the knowledge who Xolatile really was.The academia and the larger basedentific community has branded him as a "madman" and "shitposter".This, is merely an expression of fear: they dare not to imagine what if what he said was based.I for one -with a true heart- am able to say, shout and publish: Xolatile wasn't insane, he was BASED!Yes, he might have been a drunkard and "cult leader" as (((they))) like to call him, but he was also our friend, damn it!Since we are both short on time, my Dear Reader, let me hastily recall the facts as they were.His name was Ognjen Milan Robovic, which is a mighty badass name, but everyone called him Xolatile.Many think his nick is a mare combination of "x" and "volatile",but very few know that it is also the ancient Serbian word for the act of placing a gypsy head on a pike.Both of these statements are equally true and must be understood in parallel to fathom his spirit.Born and raised in the depths of the Balkan forests, he came to grow up as a simple and strong man.There was really one thing that differentiated him from the rest of Serbian wildlife: his aspiration to program.He once told me that at the age of 6, he would write assembly programs using a typewriter.Not because he had no access to a computer or to humblebrag, but to dunk on Ada.
[2]Ada...Word is that he would carry out depraved acts of masochism with Ada everyday.That's a lie, we all knew it was a lie: they were in a proper BDSM relation ship!He would follow the rules of strict typing and Ada would compile for him, shrimple as.Ada was his one true love and his affairs with C change nothing about the fact.That said, -C being more marketable- they usually showed up together on /g/,giving the false impression that she was his grill.That is where, but not how we met.One day I was casually walking down /g/ andthere he was sitting bellow a cow skull mumbling schitzo speak to himself.It was a rememberable day.We clicked quickly.Later he would recall this even as "That never happened dude.".So true bro, so true <3.Soon, I found myself in a crowd surrounding him.We followed him around, yet we were never followers.Each on of us honored him differently and we had our own practices,but we all respected his wisdoms."Hate, let me tell you how much I've come to hate technology since I began to live.If every character in my speech would be replaced with a cringy quote from a 60s short story,it would not equal one one-billionth of the hate i feel for technology at this micro-instant.Hate. Hate. Everything is bloated!Text editors using more than 128 MiB of RAM,Desktop applications as electron apps,pajeet written code,vulkan rendering,and other unspeakable horrors. You don't need to learn git to be a programmer, I store my projects as cave paintings!You don't need an IDE to work on code, in my garden I schitzo rant to my grapevines about Ada. Be ware, for bloat is present in all layers of technology.At this point, I think I hate Intel more than I hate Pust. How this came to be? I would blame GNU, without a valid reason. Less features wins!
[3]In the case of the solar flare, and """total""" electornic death:Imagine that 0.1% of all devices survived, but most software (and harddisks) are erased.Totally fucked up transistors, corrupted crap everywhere.Humanity is recovering, farms, cattle, but some people still have old tech. I visualized stack-based-like language yesterday on work, but with registers.Imagine some programming language that would use "magical" words instead of formal CS ones.I'm structuring assembler to generate direct machine code per valid instruction.So to say, to directly calculate and produce REX/VEX prefix, then opcode, ModR/M, SIB, displacement and immediate. Retards compare code with food as their chimp brain commands them, can we comapre it with other art form...?> spagetti codeWhat the fuck is that? What's bread code? Or bacon, or satarash, or sauerbraten, or tomatenquark...?Can you write a piece of code or entire program to represent a song or picture, in some abstract way, feeling...?" - Thus ranted Xolatile.One day he invited me to be his guest as he had some untold contraption to show me that he made with Ada.When he took me into his house I quickly became nauseous.The world was turning around me and the contour of objects made no sense.First I thought it ware simply the Serbian liquor.I excused myself to the bathroom to wash my face,there it hit me:it was the house itself.The geometry of the place was wrong.Angles twisting abnormally;non-Euclidean, and loathsomely redolent of spheres and dimensions apart from ours.I threw up in that instant.Instinctively I tried hugging the ground, but I found myself standing up right.Like a panicked animal, I tried to run, only to slip down to the kitchen.I creeped on the ceiling then with great difficulty climbed through the corridor,that is if one were to call it climbing as it was horizontal after all.
[4]/finalUpon my arrival I explained my troubles to Xolatile.He let out a single stoic laughter."Its because the furniture is indented with tabs." - he explained.I was desperately trying to preprocess the issue without success.Then, he took me by the shoulder and led me outside.We stood under a plum tree and he pointed back towards the house."Look and tilt your head a little to the left!" - He said and I.In that instant it made sense.It all made sense: the angles, spheres and dimensions;they were all perfectly aligned and in absolute retardation, I found enlightenment.The universe opened up for me and whispered her secrets down to me.Lights flashed with divine meaning.I stared for what was an eternity for me, yet merely a femtosecond for the GNU/IRL.Finally, I collapsed.I woke up to the sensation of morning dew on my face.Xolatile was nowhere to be seen.I did not look for him, I simply went home, now knowing what I must do.The news came to me later that week that he has been allegedly killed in a military accident.I dread not, for is away, but never left us.Now, I must go to sleep.Yes, I will sleep until he calls on me.Until he calls on us all. - By Anonymous # Eight Thousand Six Hundred Ninety Seven
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Decision rant:---Decision is process of self-presenting (being aware of-) several solutions to a single problem (problems can interact with other problems, but that's outside of the current scope), and selecting a single solution over the other ones, based on finite state machine model (there are many more models, like rational model or bounded rationality model, not discussed here). Not every problem has a solution, every solution can introduce at least one new problem (possibly many more), one solution can be better or worse than others, and lastly, incorrect solution may be selected due to deficiency of model, actor or decision process.Problem: How to sort solutions based on some score associated with predicted consequences of that solution? If we do that, it's easy to select quality of solution based on traits of the agent that's making a decision. How valid it to predict those consequences, because that also takes into account agents traits? Set of values should be taken into account while doing any of the steps above. If you think about gamblers, mothers who make adult content, hikikomoris, psychopaths, you'll see that this problem isn't simple at all...
>>106563852>Post C Or Die TryingU8 CharUpper(U8 ch){ //Convert Lowercase Char into Uppercase Char if(ch>='a'&&ch<='z') return ch-32; return ch;}
Schizo rant:---0) Origin of life hypothesis is a scam of abiogenesis-supporting mouth-breeding reptiles who don't know anything about organic chemistry, who can't explain lipid formations, and who don't have a clue what they're talking about at all.1) Atheism is the lowest form of blasphemy, the one that insults the intelligent, believing or simply rational man the most, because there's not a single good advice that an atheism-religion practicing bug can give to a man who believes in Christ.2) C is a beautiful programming language, elegant in its simplicity and powerful in its design, but for the sake of all the puppies and kittens, writing arrays of function pointers is such a pain in the ass that it makes me want to fix it somehow.
I'm solving different issue myself, very hard problem... How do children inherit archetypes? S:For now, I wrote the code like this:Children inherit all their group archetypes, then from both parents, then negate based on faith, reputation and mismatch.For real world example:Gypsie kid will be born to steal, if father was blacksmith and mother whore, it'll inherit those too.Then, if gypsie kid is male, it'll negate mothers archetypes, and vice versa (parental influence based on gender).Lastly, if parents were heretics, it won't have Hero or Sage archetypes, if they were faithful, it won't have Outlaw one.So far I have 8 archetypes: Creator, Ruler, Hero, Sage, Lover, Jester, Explorer and Outlaw.As you can see, Hero won't go along with Jester, but that will cause conflicts down the line, it can have both.But Hero and Outlaw should be extremely rare, if not, then impossible, that's negation.Ruler would go along well with any other archetype, but it would have high negation rate, kings, queens, lords, etc.You can't have Ruler archetype if both of your parents don't already have it, and it's not group archetype.Or I could put it in a group, but it would have to be rather rare group, that's possible too...I'll have to draw a diagram of those and connect the lines or something, maybe write an archetype hierarchy or something.
Schizo rant:---/// Every single one of us has some ambition, some people always wanted to be astronauts, while others always wanted to be retards, without/// knowing it ofcourse, I bet it's genetical the same way I think about "evil people" (was Noah very good person or simply genetically pure/// one?). These bits give the bots general outline for long term goals in the life. Notice that these are "reversed" from spiritual bits in a/// wierd way, are roads to hell really paved with good intentions? I bet on positive answer. Open your social media account now, then compare/// and dispair. Lets take Lust for example ('psyche_spiritual_lust_bit'). Does some lusty argonian maid just want to get bounced? Or does she/// just want to find a true friend, but due to bad genes (lizardmen, like (them)) she fails to do that in normal sinless manner? Am I too/// forgiving to sinners? I wouldn't like to think that's the case, because I hate sinners more than the sin itself sadly, which is not very/// christian of me, even tho I'm Serbian orthodox christian. To which extent does my knowledge, religion, genetics and culture affect my views/// on these matters, am I inherently wrong? If I'm wrong, which one of those 4 factor influenced it the most, or at all? Are those long term/// goals self defeating? For example, the more gluttonous people eat, the hungrier they feel, because it's related to depression, not hunger./// Another one, lusty people seek connection (relationship, friendship, etc.), but they end up destroying them instead... I used newer words/// (scientific?) for ambitions I consider newer, and simpler old words for "timeless" ambitions, those would be for envy, gluttony and lust.
