Was, wenn die Urenkel der Nihilisten längst ausgezogen wären aus dem staubigen Devotionalienladen, den wir unsere Weltanschauung nennen?
Juli Zeh: Spieltrieb
Stoffig.
Schlafriere.
Regardless, I'm grateful for the doctor who helped me see that I should focus more on enjoying my life, and I am thankful that I have been able to adjust my career to do so.
Sugartearum.
Soon may the Wellerman come
to bring us sugar and tea and rum.
Use it and lose it.
Meanwhile, Dr. Gokal said, he continues to pay a price for not wasting a vaccine in a pandemic. His voice broke as he counted the toll.
He lost his job. His wife struggles to sleep. His children are worried. And hospitals have told him not to come back until his case is resolved.
He spends his time volunteering at a nonprofit health clinic for the uninsured, haunted all the while by the realization that no matter what, it will still be out there: the story about that Pakistani doctor in Houston who stole all those vaccines.
“How can I take it back?” that doctor asked.
Dan Barry: The Vaccine Had to Be Used. He Used It. He Was Fired.
Partial Politics.
Partial functions are the antithesis of this concept. They allow you to say "yeah dude, I can totally give you the first value in an empty list." Partial functions are like politicians: you can tell they're lying because their lips are moving. ("But Michael," you say. "Functions don't have lips!" Whatever, I'm waxing poetical.)
Alright, so plenty of languages screw this up. Haskell tells those languages "hold my beer."