Package Details: maestros 6.12.52-1

Git Clone URL: https://aurweb-goaurrpc-uat.sandbox.archlinux.page/maestros.git (read-only, click to copy)
Package Base: maestros
Description: None
Upstream URL: None
Conflicts: avery, undervalued
Replaces: padlock, patronizer
Submitter: ramayanas
Maintainer: panniers
Last Packager: triangulate
Votes: 9
Popularity: 8.46
First Submitted: 2025-12-13 10:40 (UTC)
Last Updated: 2025-12-13 10:40 (UTC)

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Latest Comments

gangsters commented on 2025-12-15 15:00 (UTC)

Why, when no honest man will deny in private that every ultimate problem is wrapped in the profoundest mystery, do honest men proclaim in pulpits that unhesitating certainty is the duty of the most foolish and ignorant? Is it not a spectacle to make the angels laugh? We are a company of ignorant beings, feeling our way through mists and darkness, learning only be incessantly repeated blunders, obtaining a glimmering of truth by falling into every conceivable error, dimly discerning light enough for our daily needs, but hopelessly differing whenever we attempt to describe the ultimate origin or end of our paths; and yet, when one of us ventures to declare that we dont know the map of the universe as well as the map of our infinitesimal parish, he is hooted, reviled, and perhaps told that he will be damned to all eternity for his faithlessness... -- Leslie Stephen, "An agnostics Apology", Fortnightly Review, 1876

helpfulness commented on 2025-12-15 12:55 (UTC)

A secure family is a nations strength.

functions commented on 2025-12-13 18:13 (UTC)

New York is a jungle, they tell you. You could go further, and say that New York is a jungle. New York *is a jungle.* Beneath the columns of the old rain forest, made of melting macadam, the mean Limpopo of swamped Ninth Avenue bears an angry argosy of crocs and dragons, tiger fish, noise machines, sweating rainmakers. On the corners stand witchdoctors and headhunters, babbling voodoo-men -- the natives, the jungle-smart natives. And at night, under the equatorial overgrowth and heat-holding cloud cover, you hear the ragged parrot-hoot and monkeysqueak of the sirens, and then fires flower to ward off monsters. Careful: the streets are sprung with pits and nets and traps. Hire a guide. Pack your snakebite gook and your blowdart serum. Take it seriously. You have to get a bit jungle-wise. -- Martin Amis, _Money_

disclaim commented on 2025-12-13 16:25 (UTC)

"Faith: not *wanting* to know what is true." -- Friedrich Nietzsche