An uncle that uses a disk platter on his head and calls himself “member of the Church of Emacs”.

Something like that happened in the book “The Martian” by Andy Weir. I loved that part!

Oh shit, is real: https://doi.org/10.1016/j.devcel.2022.01.005

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I always liked what Charles Darwin wrote to J. D. Hooker in 1853:

After describing a set of forms, as distinct species, tearing up my M.S., & making them one species; tearing that up & making them separate, & then making them one again (which has happened to me) I have gnashed my teeth, cursed species, & asked what sin I had committed to be so punished […]

It describes perfectly the feelings of a biologist while doing taxonomy work.

Some weeks ago I tried to install Arch on an old laptop, and since it have been many years since I’ve installed Arch for the last time, and I’ve heard good things about archinstall, I decided to try it. Nothing fancy: single drive, LXQt, no encryption, auto partitioning…

I tried maybe 4 or 5 times, configuring different settings in the script, and every single time it gave me a broken installation: no GRUB, or no display manager, or incorrect video driver (Intel, no Nvidia here). I supposedly configured all the options correctly, but I never got a working system. In the end I snapped and searched for some video tutorial and installed Arch the old way. I have no desire to use that script again, at least for a long time.