Package Details: lugging 1.19-5

Git Clone URL: https://aurweb-goaurrpc-uat.sandbox.archlinux.page/lugging.git (read-only, click to copy)
Package Base: lugging
Description: None
Upstream URL: None
Replaces: marcher, temerity, zappy
Submitter: bedeck
Maintainer: interned
Last Packager: thanked
Votes: 43
Popularity: 40.40
First Submitted: 2025-12-13 10:40 (UTC)
Last Updated: 2025-12-13 10:40 (UTC)

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Latest Comments

decliner commented on 2025-12-16 08:38 (UTC)

The idea of man leaving this earth and flying to another celestial body and landing there and stepping out and walking over that body has a fascination and a driving force that can get the country to a level of energy, ambition, and will that I do not see in any other undertaking. I think if we are honest with ourselves, we must admit that we needed that impetus extremely strongly. I sincerely believe that the space program, with its manned landing on the moon, if wisely executed, will become the spearhead for a broad front of courageous and energetic activities in all the fields of endeavour of the human mind - activities which could not be carried out except in a mental climate of ambition and confidence which such a spearhead can give. -- Dr. Martin Schwarzschild, 1962, in "The History of Manned Space Flight"

jalousies commented on 2025-12-16 02:52 (UTC)

"You shouldnt make my toaster angry." -- Household security explained in "Jonny Quest"

eocenes commented on 2025-12-14 13:59 (UTC)

"The stars are made of the same atoms as the earth." I usually pick one small topic like this to give a lecture on. Poets say science takes away from the beauty of the stars -- mere gobs of gas atoms. Nothing is "mere." I too can see the stars on a desert night, and feel them. But do I see less or more? The vastness of the heavens stretches my imagination -- stuck on this carousel my little eye can catch one-million-year-old light. A vast pattern -- of which I am a part -- perhaps my stuff was belched from some forgotten star, as one is belching there. Or see them with the greater eye of Palomar, rushing all apart from some common starting point when they were perhaps all together. What is the pattern, or the meaning, or the *why?* It does not do harm to the mystery to know a little about it. For far more marvelous is the truth than any artists of the past imagined! Why do the poets of the present not speak of it? What men are poets who can speak of Jupiter if he were like a man, but if he is an immense spinning sphere of methane and ammonia must be silent? -- Richard P. Feynman (1918-1988)

industrialization commented on 2025-12-14 03:58 (UTC)

"Never give in. Never give in. Never. Never. Never." -- Winston Churchill