Dead man's chest

Putin vs. Shevchuk

2010-06-02T19:35:00.002+03:00

"путинов хватало всегда на Руси, а вот истиных поэтов (как у Евтушенко) всегда было мало, и всегда их не берегли... тем более мало людей которые могут вывести из себя путина... отмечу ещё тот факт что за весь разговор Шевчук как и подобает человеку исскуства ни разу не повысил тон и не перешёл на жаргон, а Путин ? На кого должен равняться русский народ ? И кто более достоин представлять русских в мире ? По кому бы вы хотеле что бы вас судили за границей ? Просто задумайтесь, какого человека вы бы хотели видить рядом с собой в метро ?

Ещё что это за дешёвое утверждение своей позицийи - "Как вас завут?". Ну ВВП что угодно но не дурак, что бы питерец 52 г.р. и не знал Шевчука? Это попахивает комплексом неполноценности... "

А марш несогласных всё-таки разогнали...

You know your life is screwed up, when...

2010-05-13T19:29:00.003+03:00

you are in the office at 20:00
you drink cold tea, when you want hot coffee
you program in Visual Basic 6.0
you start stupid discussions, so that people would talk to you
you read De Sade and wonder why they called sadism after him
you drink alcohol cause it is the only way to avoid thinking
you regret you drink alcohol, cause you can't write poems as you used to
you think those poems were bullshit anyway
it was your bullshit and you like them with all your pathetic within
you think about moving to an island
you hate people, but can't live without them
you hate yourself for being a part of the people
you wonder if people hate you for being one of them
you have a blog
you hate your blog, so you hide it once in a while
you have at least 3 forum memberships, but people hate you there either
you think you are smart
once in a while you understand you are not smart at all
you love cats
cats don't love you
accept for one which you reckon would sign under this list, if it could read
you smoke
you defend smokers, so you know it is shit
you hate people you judge your smoking, but offer no substitution
you like cartoons
you like romantic comedies filmed in 70-ies
you have at least 3 persons you avoid
you know they don't really care about you, and it hurt even more
you know what is the difference between expressionism, impressionism and modernism, though you think "Black Square" combines all art of last 10 centuries
you can pronounce the name of the Icelandic volcano
you are still reading this list
you have pen-friends
you talk with them about philosophy
you know details of political situation in >5 countries, but never voted
you read bash.org.ru
you watch "House M.D."
you still think that feelings are a good thing even if they are one-way
your MSN/ICQ/Gtalk is always in "Appear Offline" state
you don't shave unless you have to
usually you have to
you think the best way to start a conversation with a girl is "Have you read last book by Murakami"
you haven't read last book by Murakami
you know who Murakami is
sometime you wish to witness a catastrophe
you just need a mirror for that
you think there are at least 5 items you could add to this list...
those 5 items are about you...

2010-03-05T16:12:00.002+02:00

NEVER WRITE YOUR BLOG ENTRIES WHILE DRUNK!!! NEVER WRITE YOUR BLOG ENTRIES WHILE DRUNK!!!NEVER WRITE YOUR BLOG ENTRIES WHILE DRUNK!!!NEVER WRITE YOUR BLOG ENTRIES WHILE DRUNK!!!NEVER WRITE YOUR BLOG ENTRIES WHILE DRUNK!!!NEVER WRITE YOUR BLOG ENTRIES WHILE DRUNK!!!NEVER WRITE YOUR BLOG ENTRIES WHILE DRUNK!!!NEVER WRITE YOUR BLOG ENTRIES WHILE DRUNK!!!NEVER WRITE YOUR BLOG ENTRIES WHILE DRUNK!!!NEVER WRITE YOUR BLOG ENTRIES WHILE DRUNK!!!NEVER WRITE YOUR BLOG ENTRIES WHILE DRUNK!!!NEVER WRITE YOUR BLOG ENTRIES WHILE DRUNK!!!NEVER WRITE YOUR BLOG ENTRIES WHILE DRUNK!!!NEVER WRITE YOUR BLOG ENTRIES WHILE DRUNK!!!NEVER WRITE YOUR BLOG ENTRIES WHILE DRUNK!!!NEVER WRITE YOUR BLOG ENTRIES WHILE DRUNK!!!

P.S. And keep your phone closed!

Peki sen bugün ne öğrendin ?

2010-02-28T00:46:00.003+02:00

[ Douglas Adams'a saygılar...]

Hani eski bir sovyet fıkrası vardı:

" Chukcha(kuzey bir milletin temsilcisi) Moskova'ya gitmiş Partinin toplantısına. Geri döndüğünde de köydekiler sorarlar 'ne gördün, ne öğrendin' diye chukcha da öle bir cevap verir:

- Vallah, çok şey öğrendim. İlk önce "Karl Marx Fridrih Elgels" - 4 kişi değil, 2 kişidir. Sonra bizim ülkede her şey insan için yapıldığını öğrendim. Onu da bırakın, ben o insanı gördüm."

Ben de son günlerde çok şey öğrendim. Sizinle de paylaşmak isterdim.

1. Şans diye bir şey yok, her şey plana göre gidebilir... planlarınızda başka insanlara bağlı bir şey olmadığı sürece.

2. İstanbul köydür, köy kalacak. İnsanlarla sokakta karşılaşıyorsunuz, herkes herkes hakkında her şey biliyorum. Aynen bizim mahalle gibi [köy olmayan yerler için bkz. İzmir].

3. Dünya'nın hakkında 1000lerce tonluk cildları en iyi şeklinde D. Adams özetledi. "Mostly harmless"("hemen hemen zararsız").

4. "Cevap aldığında soru kaybedebilirsiniz."

5. "Ubuntu" - eski africa dilinde bir kelime, anlamı da "Slackware yükleyemedim".

6. Eski işletim sistemi yok etmeden önce, uygun bir tane elinizde var olduğundan emin olun.

7. Çift sayıları kullanmayın(unless they are power of 2) ...

8. Gülümseyin, yarın daha kötü olacak...

2009-12-22T09:22:00.001+02:00

Just proving my point...

Sokrates'in savunması

2009-12-08T22:45:00.003+02:00

Bir gün Sokrates'in bir arkadaşı Delphi'ye gitmiş, sormuş Apollo'ya "Dünyada en akıllı, en hikmetli

insan kim?" diye. Apollo da Sokrates olduğunu söylemiş. İnanmamış filozof buna. Dolaşmış dünyayı daha hikmetli bir insanı ararken. Ama tek bulabildiği insanlar, bir şey bildiğini zanneden insanlarmış. O zaman demiş ki, "harbiden en hikmetli benmişim, en azında hiç bir şey bilmediğimi biliyorum"...

Kısa zaman içinde, Sokratesi mahkemeye vermişler, ve idam cezasına çarpmış dünyanın en hikmetli adam. "Kanunlara karşı hiç gelmedim, devlet ölmemi istiyorsa ölmem gerekiyor demektir" deyip zihir içmiş. Peki, gerçek neden o muymuş ? Her insan aptal doğar. Bu bir gerçektir. Ama aynı zamanda, "iyi" olarak doğar, "günahsiz" anlamında değil. Sonuşta iyi ve kötü diye bir şey yok... İyi olduğunu, her zaman haklı olduğunu düşünerek doğar. Bazen haklı olmadığı kabul edip, ama hala her zaman haklı olduğunu inanarak sadece çıkarı için, toplum kurallarına uyumak adına haksız olduğunu kabul eder... özür diler. Bir Fransız anarşist "her zenginliğin temelinde hırsızlık vardır, bunu görmeyen kördür, ispatlamak zorunda değilim." demiş. Ben de diyorum ki, her özrün, her teşekkürün temelinde bir yalan vardır derim. İnanırız hep haklı olduğumuzu, inanırız bu dünyada aldığımız her şey bizim hakkımız... Bana söylemeyin bunu, en azında kendine bunu itiraf edecek kadar cesarette bulunun yeter. Ama bir gün, birine derler "haksızsın", "hiç birşey bilmiyorsun"... ve biri düşünür "acaba, gerçekten öyle mi?", "harbiden, hiç bir şey bilmiyor muyum?, harbiden haksız mıyım bu durumda?"... cevabı "evet" olursa, o günü mezar taşına yazabilirsiniz hemen. Çünkü Sokrates, kanunlara saygısından değil, kendi haklılığını sorgulamaktan içmiş, kendi hikmetini sorgulamaktan. Öyle sorular var ki, cevabı belli. başka cevap olamaz. O yüzden de o soruları asla sormamak gerekiyor.

Bir gün kabus gördüm. Sanki ayrık yapıları cebri kullanarak Sokratesin suçsuz olduğunu ispatlamaya çalıştım, en sonunda da anladım ki, aslında bütün yazdıklarım, bütün anlattıklarım suçlu olduğunu ispatlıyor. Uyandım o an. Şimdi anlıyorum ki, o Sokrates değildi, o benimdi. Suçluyum. Aldığım her cezayı da hakkettim. Suçum da yasak soruları sormaktır.

Toad, Wilson and Paralytic Gas...

2009-12-02T18:23:00.005+02:00

There is a moment in everyone's life when he/she questions universe, there is a moment in everyone's life when s/he admits not knowing, there is a moment - when s/he accepts not knowing... When you are living the first moment, you are stupid, you join political parties, you go to church, you get married... you are stupid and you are happy.
When you are living the second moment, you write down your memories, beside this... you don't believe in politics, though all you have is a believe, unprovable believe. If you are in the third stage. Congrats! You will live a long and happy life.

So folks ! Long time no see. What I've been up to ?

First I ve been to Ankara. Not the Ankara you know. Sankara ;)

yeah i like this episode too. I had cerebral sex with MySQL, Toad is actually a pretty cool staff... and what else, what else... Last episode of House about Wilson before 5 week break, got a load of Paralytic gas into my face (wasn't my fault)... A looot of alcohol... that's it !... Well, there is one more thing... I don't know anymore... I don't know where this all is going, i am not sure about anything. Guess my small stupid, but always right logic is lost in the Universe of Intuitionism.

P.S. What a lame return to blogging...

Эпитафия by Михаил Лермонтов

2009-11-24T12:39:00.000+02:00

Простосердечный сын свободы,
Prostoserdechny syn svobody,
Для чувств он жизни не щадил;
Dlya chuvstv on zhizni ne schadil;
И верные черты природы
I vernye cherty prirody
Он часто списывать любил.
On chasto spisyvat lyubil.

Он верил темным предсказаньям,
On veril temnym predskazanyam,
И талисманам, и любви,
I talismanam, i lyubvi,
И неестественным желаньям
I neestestvennym zhelanyam
Он отдал в жертву дни свои,
On otdal v zhertvu dni svoi,

И в нем душа запас хранила
I v nem dusha zapas khranila
Блаженства, муки и страстей.
Blazhenstva, muki i strastey.
Он умер. Здесь его могила.
On umer. Zdes ego mogila.
Он не был создан для людей.
On ne byl sozdan dlya lyudey.

2009-11-20T20:24:00.002+02:00

There are people in this world I owe an explanation to...
There are people in this world I owe a "sorry" or a "thanks"...
God, stop my heart before I pay my debts, so that in after-life we could discuss this in an informal way...

2009-10-31T11:49:00.001+02:00

...

Это всё...

2009-09-24T22:41:00.003+03:00

Hangi dilde yazacağımı şaşırdım gerçi, bu blogun önce bir amacı var, sonra adını değiştirdim, amacı da değiştirdim, artık amacı-anlamı kalmadı... Önceki yazıyla bitirmek daha mantıklı olurdu ama sanırım bir açıklama yapmam lazım. Aslında o da lazım değil, açıklama ne işe yarar, zaten söylenecek herşey okunur gözlerimizden, davranışlarımızdan... boşuna tüketmeyelim oksijeni. ("byteları" olarak okunur). Kısmet, belki ileride başka bir blog açarım, yada bunun adı değiştirip devam edecem, ama şimdilik...

P.S. Mia Gxastoj ve Following Ada blogların çalışmaları devam edilecek. Sayonara...

Fare thee well

2009-09-24T13:37:00.001+03:00

Elveda - Lehitrayot -Aντίο...

Mayauru the fairy lost her memory and lived alone in the forest. One day a girl happened to come by and they became friends. The girl called lots of friends and they all played happily but Mayauru wasn't human and aged slowly. The children grew up and eventually forgot about Mayauru. And then, the girl that she first met... was the only one left. But that girl grew up and wouldn't play with her anymore. Even so, the grown-up girl couldn't forget Mayauru and came back. Finally, Mayauru gave the lonely-looking girl a present. Words of farewell. Until then, people didn't know of the words of farewell. Mayauru was a farewell fairy. She'd forgotten that because it's painful to have nothing but farewells. The grown-up girl learned the words from Mayauru. And that girl who knew the words of farewell...? She became the world's kindest person. Shouldn't we just part with a smile? Sayounara.

Kimi Ga Nozomu Eien
Last Episode

Да я шут, я циркач, так что же?

2009-09-17T19:12:00.002+03:00

Да я шут, я циркач, так что же?
Пусть меня так зовут вельможи.

You know what hurts the most? Pity, mercy... actually those are the most sadistic feelings, well theoretically they are good feeling, we even are taught to have them. "This person has no mercy" gives an impression that the person is very very bad. But, no! Pity is bad. Mercy is bad. Look at it this way, it makes merciful, pitiful person feel good about himself, gives the subject pleasure. But it also hurts the object, it makes him/her feel small, cheap and at some point a person who has no reason to walk on this earth. There is more, many things can do the above, but pity also gives no right for protection... you can't strike back, because all what was done is "good", a person does you a favor, are you an ungrateful pig to strike a person who had mercy on you? A virus which first blokes your immune system, that is all what mercy about...

Цветы роняют лепестки на песок,
Никто не знает, как мой путь одинок,

And loneliness... Pity means to give a coin, to pet someones head and walk away feeling awesome about it... no one ever ready to change his/her live because of pity. People can even have sex of pity, but no! pity is NOT love, they can't even interchange over time. Pitied persons are the loneliest people on the planet I would dare to say. All you get is a pet on your shoulder... They will walk away, you will cry. Kill me, beat me, shout at me... but never, never, never pity... we have same fate... strong or weak, beautiful and ugly... ground is all that is in the future. You can't know who is happier, cause happiness is not measurable, you can't count my sins, I can't count yours... it will be know later.

Живу без ласки, боль свою затая,
Всегда быть в маске - судьба моя.

They say if all people tell you that you are crazy one day you will actually go mad. What if they say that you are worth pitying ? What if one day you believe them? You have 2 choices: accept it or wear an iron mask, blank eyes fear to smile, fear to speak... only iron mask which you never take off, neither in sleep nor in death.

?

2009-09-14T19:36:00.002+03:00

I said before I am an idiot, right ? Can I use it as an excuse why I am not at work today ?

One day, one room...

2009-09-08T04:03:00.003+03:00

Dr. House: They’re out there, doctors, lawyers, postal workers,some of them doing great, some of them doing lousy.Are you going to base your whole life on who you’re stuck in a room with?

Eve: I‘m gonna base this moment on who I am stuck in a room with! It’s what life is, it’s a series of rooms, and who we get stuck in those rooms with, adds up to what our lives are.

So, series of rooms... it reminded me an explanation made by one of my university instructors - Emine Ekin. It was a lecture about DFA minimization if I am not mistaken, so story is like that: "You are in a cave. Cave has many interconnected rooms. And it is dark, you don't really know how you got there. Desperate, you try to draw a map, trying to orient some how. Problem is that all rooms look the same. There is only one difference: Some rooms have food in them... Soon you get a pretty big map, though you are aware that some of rooms on the map have chance to be same room...". Decoding the metaphor will automatically put this post to my other blog, so lets stick with the idea. All I will say is that "different" rooms are final states and the initial state. Well I think analogy is pretty clear here. We have a series of room which is our life, but we can figure out only end and start. So, when map is ready we can minimize it, simplify our life, by reducing number of people in it and rooms. But all we get is still same rooms, same people,... until we get hungry and go to room with food... Ouroboros, we started with it, we end with it...

New-Russian poem by Anonim

2009-09-04T15:08:00.001+03:00

Началося рабочее утро.
Щас дирехтуру договор дам
И открою стаканчик йогурта —
Уважаю йогурт по средам.
Наливалося в чашечку кофе,
Славно булькало мне в животе.
Эх, сейчас полежать бы на софе,
Помахать бы ногой в карате!
Полистать бы спокойно каталог,
Посидеть бы часок в Интернет!
Но бесславен, и робок, и жалок,
И в обще зря родился на свет…

I want my 'ѣ' back, I want my coffee black!

2009-09-03T17:18:00.004+03:00

Russians officially changed several grammar rules. Well actually the case is getting rid of several exceptions and change in pronunciation(accent mainly) of some questioned words. So, we have a lot of debates whether it should be so, or shouldn't. Problem is that some of this word are like measure of people education level. Point out that "кофе" (coffee) is muscular and not neutral is equivalent to pointing out that our opponent is uneducated person. Actually I was always on the sharp end of this remarks, so I normally should support this reform. But, normal is not normal said one cripple drug addict. I don't like being said that I am uneducated person, sure I have many grammar mistakes... this is not the case. When a person who studied Russian language for 11 years in school plus 4 years in a university in Russia says "чёрное кофе"(neutral "black coffee"), it is o.k. to make fun of him, but saying this to a foreigner(or person of non-Slavonic origin) or to a person who got purely Turkish education is rude and disgusting, moreover is one step from Nazi philosophy of superior race. "I may be bad at Russian, but my Turkish(Greek, Latvian, Uzbek...) better than yours for sure" would be a proper answer in such situation. Here is actually the tiny line between loving your country and hating other. You don't say that people speak wrong, you just speak right.
It is very similar to what happened nearly half a century ago in Greece, when Katharevousa (Greek: Καθαρεύουσα) i.e. purified Greek was swapped to Dimotiki (Greek: δημοτική) as official language, making excuse that "what people talk is what language is". I can understand Greece, they had a political reasons for that. But WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH RUSSIANS!!! Language may be what people speak, but people speak language they are being taught at school. We are not in middle ages anymore, language actually can be influenced. After all we live in places where 9 years of education is obligatory. Ottoman language was an artificial one, consisting of 20% Turkish, 40% Persian and 40% Arabic. Well, it existed for 500 years with no problem, taking in account low % of educated people at that time... We still can hear elderly people using a word or phrase from it. So, if a language can be influenced, we should use this influence in a positive way. Want take colloquial words into language? O.k. Make "fuck off" literature expression for "would you leave". How would you like it? We turn back to 1917 when last this kind of reform was made in Russia, that time we lost 3 letters and many more. "Beautiful Square" became "Red Square", because word "красный" changed its meaning "Athiny" became "Afiny" (Russian for Athens). Well, come on, people actually can still understand language used 100 years ago without any loss, but while getting rid of letters 'ѣ', 'i' and 'θ' some "geniuses" of 30-ies also decided to review Dostoevsky, Pushkin and Lermontov. Now, we read modernized poetry, which we actually have no reason not to read in original. It is like translating Harry Potter to American English (which actually was made too). Russian is already has differences in writing and reading, but this property brings language some mystery, magic... makes language, a tool for literature, not for MSN chit-chat. ,

Imagine a poem by Lord Byron - "Darkness", in modern version:
I had a dream, shit! it ain't all dream.
The fuckin' sun was lost, and stars,
Were fucking around in hell-like endless space,
With no shit...
How would you like it?

Sorry, but no, I want to drink my чёрнЫЙ(muscular "black") coffee in Aθины with бѣлка's(squirrels) and read my favorite poets the way they wrote.

Бывают дни, когда опустишь руки...

2009-09-02T19:40:00.000+03:00

How stupid I am...

Unsent letters...

2009-08-31T18:04:00.002+03:00

Well, the person (if any), who follows my blog, must have noticed that recently I changed its name. I guess I owe an explanation... First of who is that anonymous "you-know-who", actually to be frank, I had someone on my mind, it is not the point, point is letter we write and never send, letter, which could have changed our lives...

Have you ever did that ? Mustn't be in written form... you just think or write or draw something you plan to say to person, but you come face to face... some stupid, same words you say everyday... and than you leave and again, and again... you think of divine speeches. So, question is why? Why we do that ? Just give it a shot say it! You have nothing to lose, no one was ever sued for sincerity... plus what you gonna say is huge, is great and beautiful... These moments I hate myself, I blame people for their RULES of communication... But, hell, it doesn't matter whose fault it is now. Was it education, social pressure... anyway now it is part of me, boring phrases, feel separated by miles from someone you can touch... I know it is all me, and I hate myself for that. They say in most important moments you don't have to talk, it is all in the eyes... I protest, why we need our tongues ? if not to express out feelings... if not to speak out for our souls ? Was we given it just to feel taste and to ask our way to one more infamous Stamboulean district?
No, we must talk about what is really important for us, we must write about it, even if nobody will ever read what we wrote, nobody will ever hear our speech... May be it is just a stupid idea, stupid psychological complex, to leave impact on the world, to make difference... May be and probably i care much more about it than the addressee... But I will write these letters until I have courage to hang them over. Letter which haven't been sent when they were supposed to be sent.

My Life According to DDT (revised)

2009-08-19T18:46:00.003+03:00

Stealing stolen idea...

Sorry to all, who saw previous version, I admit it was awful... this is a little better.
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Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, cleverly answer these questions. Pass it on to at least 10 people and include me. You can't use the band I used. Try not to repeat a song title. It's a lot harder than you think!(?) Repost as "my life according to (band name)"

Pick Your Artist:
DDT

Are you a male or female?
Инопланетянин(Alien, Uzaylı)

Describe yourself:
Рожденный в СССР(Born in USSR, SSCB'de doğmuş)

How do you feel:
Жизнь на месте(Still life, Durmuş hayat)

Describe where you currently live:
Безжизненный край (Lifeless place, Issız bir yer), Переферия

If you could go anywhere, where would you go?
Далеко, далеко... (Far, far away, uzaklarda)

Your favourite form of transportation:
Ветер (Wind, Rüzgar)

Your best friend is:
Полная луна(Full moon, Dolunay)

Your favorite color is:
Свинья на радуге(Swine on a rainbow,Gökkuşağındaki domuz)

What's the weather like:
Дождь (Rain, Yağmur)

Favorite time of day:
Белая ночь (White night, Beyaz gece)

If your life was a TV show, what would it be called:
Это все... (That is all..., Bu kadar...)

What is life to you:
Беда (Problem, Sorun)

Your current relationship:
Единочество (Oneliness, Teklik?... uydurulmuş kelime orijinalde de)

Breaking up:
Свобода (Freedom, Özgürlük)

Looking for:
Родина (Motherland, Vatan)

Wouldn’t mind:
Подарок (Gift, Hediye)

Your fear:
Мертвый город. Рождество (Dead city. Christmas., Ölü şehir. Noel.)

What is the best advice you have to give:
Не стреляй! (Don't shot!, Ateş etme!)

If you could change your name, you would change it to:
Фома (Thomas, Tomas)

Thought for the Day:
Я получил эту роль, Я завтра брошу пить( Tommorow I will give up drinking, Yarın içki bırakacağım)

How I would like to die:
В час, когда усну(When I go to sleep, Uyuduğum zaman)

My motto:
Наполним небо добротой! (Lets fill sky with kindness, Gökyüzü iyilikle dolduralım)

Ya bugün o günse...

2009-08-18T19:17:00.003+03:00

"gördüğüm rüyanın etkisinden olsa gerek
garip bir hisle uyandım bu sabah
ya bugün o günse hayatın son günüyse
içimi korku sardı bu sabah..."

En sevdiğim şarkısı onun. Şebocum. Hani dinlersin bazen bir şarkı, o şarkı da sanki sen yazmışsın. Hissettiklerini birebir anlatıyor. İşte bu şarkı da öyleydi benim için bundan 6 sene önce. Garip, tuhaf, ama hala öyle. Bazen düşünüyorum, ya bugün son günümse ne yapardım, bazen de her gün son günmüş gibi yaşamak lazım diyorum kendime... olmuyor ama, maalesef... ne biçim yaratıklarız biz, Homo Planirus resmen... ne olursa olsun plan kurarız. Anlatmaya çalışyor hayat: "kardeşim, umrumda değil planların, hatta tam ters inadına bozarım planlarını"... ama biz yine de yıkılmış hayallerimizin altından kalkıp, silkeleyip yeni hayalleri kurarız. Acı çekeriz, üzülürüz, intihara kalkışırız ama hala plan kurarız. Vazgeçmez huylu huyundan. Bir resim çizelim aklımızda: Bir insan komşusunu öldürüyor Texas eyaletinde, mahkemeye çıkar, idam cezası alır... oturuyor işte adamcaz hücresinde, akşam idam edilecek, eşi son ziyaretine geliyor. Sohbetin ortasında adam dalar bir düşünceye, eşi de sorar tabi "Ne düşünüyorsun?" Çünkü her sözünü, her düşüncesini tutarsa aklında biraz daha fazlasını yaşatacak... Adam da der ki: "Yarın Yankeelerle Red Socks oynacayak, hangi bara izlemeye gideceğimi düşünüyorum...". Öyle saçma gelir bu sözleri, bazılara üzücü gelir adam delirdi diye... bazı hayvanlara komik bile gelebilir. Ama düşünürsek iyice, hepimiz hapiste oturuyoruz, idamı beklerken ve hala aptal planları kurarız, hayatımız söz konusu iken nerede akşam yemeği yeriz düşünürüz... hele, her yaşadığımız anda hayatımız söz konusudur, ne kadar kaldığını bilmiyoruz ki biz ! Her gün son günmüş gibi yaşamak - bir "sokak" felsefedir... ama her gün gerçekten son gündür anlayabilmek - bir hikmettir. Öyle bir hikmettir ki, bizim korkularımız ona ulaşmaya asla izin vermezler. Son defa güneş battığında, son aşk bittiğinde, son acı çektiğin anda... şehrin en iyi döner nerede yapıldığını bilmek ne işe yarar ?

Ben o hikmete sahip değilim, sahipmişim gibi de davranmaya hakkım yok... ne götüreceğim ne bırakırım bugün kalbim durursa düşünen milyonlarca insanlardan biriyim sadece... Birkaç güzel an götürmek istiyorum, birkaç aşk kırıntısı, birkaç "teşekkür"... arkamda da bir güler yüz, bir özürümü, bir tane de "garip bir çocuktu ama iyi niyetliydi" lafı... Çok mu istiyorum ? Ne para, ne şöhret istedim, ne de güç... bir kişinin, kim olduğunu da önemli değil, hayatına girip, biraz pembe toz bırakıp gitmektir... sonraki hayatta benim örümcek ağım olsun diye !

Ağustos - August - Kolovoz

2009-08-17T14:02:00.004+03:00

8th month of the year... birthdays of Leo friends passed, and two tragic dates came one after another...

1st - in the year of the Lord 1990, I was sick, really sick. That time a 5-year-old boy, I was in the hospital for 1 month (Note: check carefully what your child eats!). And there were some guys there aged 12-14, sooo big for me that time. They told me about one singer, singer which in some ways changed all my life. Legend of Soviet Rock - Viktor Robertovich Tsoi(Виктор Робертович Цой). I was still in hospital on 15th of August when he died at the age of 28 in a traffic accident, leaving behind a lot of beautiful songs.

2nd - summer 1999, end of June, I never liked chemistry, but by irony of destiny, I always had brilliant chemistry teachers, which were more mentors than just educators. And one evening I came to school, we where planning a trip to another city for some kind of competition. And there he was, sitting in front of school on a chair, my favorite teacher, Durmuş Bey, he said he was going home and came to say "goodbye". It was 1st time in my life I felt so clearly, that I will never see a person again. Why was that? He was going to come next year... Later in August someone told me where was his home, and what happened on 17th of August...

P.S. I don't know what this month will bring us in the future... may just those who was taken by it rest in peace, we will remember you... always.

Yugoslavia

2009-08-14T19:02:00.006+03:00

First song of T.A.T.U. singer, was planned as a concert program with famous rock singers to support Yugoslavia in 1999, with this song as a "front page"... but all we got is T.A.T.U. :'( Russia it is... alas, my friends...

Над вечерним Дунаем разносится
Белый цвет, белый цвет, белый цвет.
И на память мелодия просится,
Прошлых лет, Прошлых лет, Прошлых лет...
Но расстаяли птичьими стаями,
Нашей песни простые слова.
Ты уходишь в огонь Югославия!
Без меня! Без меня! Без меня!

За ночь под свинцовым градом,
За то что меня нет рядом,
Ты прости сестра моя - Югославия!
За смерть под дождем весенним,
За то что не стал спасением!
Ты прости сестра моя - Югославия!

Черноглазой девчонкой растерянной,
Ты стоишь на другом берегу.
Но добраться до этого берега
Не могу, не могу, не могу.
Над вечерним Дунаем разносится
Белый цвет, белый цвет, белый цвет.
И на память мелодия просится,
Прошлых лет, Прошлых лет, Прошлых лет...

English Translation:

A white flower floats on the evening Danube
And the melody of the passed years requires the memory
But simple lyrics of our song faded away as flocks of birds
You leave in the fire, Yugoslavia!
Without me! Without me! Without me!

For the night in the rain of leads
For that I'm not by you
You, forgive me, my sister, Yugoslavia!
For the death in the spring rain
For that I wasn't helpful to you
You, forgive me, my sister, Yugoslavia!

You stand on the other shore as an black-eyed girl at a loss
But I never can get to that shore
A white flower floats on the evening Danube
And the melody of the passed years requires the memory

For the night in the rain of leads
For that I'm not by you
You, forgive me, my sister, Yugoslavia!
For the death in the spring rain
For that I wasn't helpful to you
You, forgive me, my sister, Yugoslavia!

Türkçesi

Akşam Dunavın üstünde serilir
Beyaz renk, beyaz renk, beyaz renk,
Aklıma gelir bir melodi,
Geçmiş yıllardan, geçmiş yıllardan, geçmiş yıllardan...
Ama kuşlar gibi uçup gitmişler,
Şarkımızın basit sözleri,
Sen ateşin içine gidiyorsun, Yugoslavya!
Bensiz! Bensiz! Bensiz!

Kurşun dolusunun altındaki gece için,
Yanında olmadığım için,
Beni affet, kardeşim - Yugoslaviya!
İlk bahar yağmurun altındaki ölüm için,
Kurtuluşun olmadığım için,
Beni affet, kardeşim - Yugoslaviya!

Kaybolmuş karagözlü kız gibi,
Diğer kıyıda duruyorsun,
Ama o kıyıya,
Ulaşamam, ulaşamam, ulaşamam.
Akşam Dunavın üstünde serilir,
Beyaz renk, beyaz renk, beyaz renk,
Aklıma gelir bir melodi,
Geçmiş yıllardan, geçmiş yıllardan, geçmiş yıllardan...

Πάτερ ημών

2009-08-12T19:26:00.001+03:00

Πάτερ ημών ο εν τοις ουρανοίς,
αγιασθήτω το όνομά Σου,
ελθέτω η Βασιλεία Σου,
γεννηθήτω το θέλημά Σου ως εν ουρανώ και επί της γης.
Τον άρτον ημών τον επιούσιον δος ημίν σήμερον,
και άφες ημίν τα οφειλήματα ημών, ως και ημείς αφίεμεν τοις οφειλέταις ημών.
Και μη εισενέγκης ημάς εις πειρασμόν, αλλά ρύσαι ημάς από του πονηρού.
Ότι σου εστί η βασιλεία και η δύναμις και η δόξα!

Başarı

2009-08-10T19:24:00.002+03:00

“If a man does not know what
port he is steering for,
no wind is favorable to him”
Seneca

Hani, hep derler ya şu bu adam olmaz(olamadı). Bana hep tuhaf gelirdi. Adam olmak ta ne demek şimdi. Genelde, halk dilinde, "son model araba almadı", "güzel bir iş bulamadı", "35 yaşında, ama hala bekar" anlamına geliyor bu. Hal bu ki, kimsiniz ki, onu yargılamak için... sayın "halk", siz mi başarının standartı koyuyorsunuz ? Kim bilir, belki patriotizm duygularından TOFAŞ sürüyor, belki sevdiği iş yapmak için cazip bir iş teklifi reddetti, belki de ilk aşkını unutamadığı için başkasıyla evlenmiyor ? Tabi ki, ters durumlar da var... sene 2005 yanılmıyorsam, bir hocamız vardı, kendi bastığı bir kitap överken (hani, alalım diye ;) hocanın adı gizli kalsın da, ama kitap DELPHI hakkında bir kitaptı) bir laf düşürdü, aklımda kaldı... "Benim bir öğrencim vardı, çok başarılı: yurt dışına gitti.". heh... yani cümle orda bitti, böylece, başarı olmak - yurt dışına gitmek demekmiş. xmmm... o da bir bakış açısı. Aslında çok yakın günlerde bir-iki defa "hayatında başaılı olamazsın" tarzında laf yedim de, ondan geldi aklıma. Yani, başarı nedir, neyle yenir ? Öyle bir kelime yok bana kalsa, tamam buraya bir sürü aşırı derecede mantıklı arguman koyabilirdim, ölçülmez falan diye... ama canınızı sıkmayım. Ölçülmezi bırakın, başarı ilk önce görecelidir, ve bütün göreceli şeyler gibi bir hakem ister. Sorumuz da bu zaten, bir insanın hayatında başarılı olup olmadığını kim karar verir ? vallah, gelen geçen veriyor işte... "bunun arkadaşları hepsi üniversite bitirmiş, evlenmiş, bu hala lanet olası Software geçemiyor" diyorlar, oysa ki, bu benim hayatım, ne kadar da başarılı bir hayat sürdüğümü bırakın da ben karar vereyim derdim... Derdim, diyemiyorum... Rivayete göre bazı insanlar "başkaların sözlerine dikkat vermek, fikirlerine saygı duymak..." denilen antik bir curse'la lanetlenmişti. Bilmiyorum artık o yüzden, yurdun daha da dışarıya mı gitsem, evlensem mi, ortalamayı 3 filan mi yapsam hakkımdaki fikirleri değiştirmek için, yoksa büyüyü kaldırıp "Automata'dan ilk alışımda BA aldım, bu benim için yeterli bir başarıdir, bununla mutluyum" mi desem... bilmiyorum... BILMIYORUM işte... Ne yaparsanız yapın, ne sölerseniz söleyim... buyrun siz de beni eleştirin!

P.S. Ha, 12 yaşında filan "Savaş ve Barış" okudum, onu da katın işin içine, başarımı ölçecekseniz illa...

Thelw Na Pistepsw

2009-07-26T21:05:00.007+03:00

Here I am. In the most beautiful city of the world. City, which used to make me happy just by it existance. Even when it was far far away. Where is this feeling now? It is gone to someone else? Or it just hides to make me miss it? Its streets, sea, trees seem so distant now. Still I cannot abandone it. May be it is the city who is having hard times, not me ?
I remember, many years ago, I walking by the street and saw a dead cat, small innocent cat, dead of cold, I guess... It was December. Just above it there was a wire hanging from the sky. It looked like the cat was trying to climb it, to a place where there is no cold, no hunger, no fear. I wanted to believe it succeeded. I want to believe I am now climbing that rope and one day when everyone will be standing around my dead body with their false and real tears, I ll look from above and say: "Don't cry, my fate is much better than yours.". But sometimes it just looks like I am walking around, in a closed circle, and never will have a chance to touch it. Like you have to pass all circles of Hell to break circle of your life. And even if you do, you still have to believe that you are clean enough to touch the wire. That you, a human, made of mud, lived in mud, but still don't have a single touch of mud on your skin.
Look back! Here, this pier has 5000 years of history, 5000 years filled with phylosophers, poets, politicians and soldiers - all fighting in their own area for basic humanity. Well, they got their success. They got us all possible rights, accept for 2 or 3... Unfortunately, those are the rights we need the most now.
Those are right to live, right to have feelings, right to stay human. And what we needed centuries of civilization for if we get where we were at the very beginning ? Humankind invented spaceships, cellphones... we wrote "Hamlet", "Iliada", "Crime and punishment"... we draw "Monalisa", "Black square"... we filmed "Breakfast at Tiffany's", "Solaris" and "Black cat, white cat"... we sang "Love me tender"... we composed "Moon sonate"... But still push each other on the street, still watch "Titanic", adore Britney Spears and buy 1 million copies of "Code da Vinci". Why ? Why city of Homer, Dario Moreno and Atilla Ilhan is no more, but a pawn in a cheap political game ? Why after midnight there are only 5 districts you can safely visit ? Why thing that supposed to be called "chivalry", "romantism" and "extraordinarity" are called no other but "idiotism", "weakness" and "lack of character" ?...

I want to believe, it is because you have to pass 7 circles of hell to reach the wire, you have to die of cold with your body so that your soul would sunbath somewhere else. Like my beautiful Smyrna was promised, after 10 days, it will survive, it will wake up from her sleep and see golden dawn of 8th day of the week. Dawn which will never be followed by dusk.

Ein Volk, Ein Reich, Ein Führer !

2009-07-24T09:39:00.002+03:00

Who said Nazi Germany doesn't exists no more? Who said we won the war in 1945? Come on, don't haste ! They just "forgot to take off swastika, because it is too small !". They always were around, they always were here... but it is unheard of that a person can openly wear a Nazi uniform and stay unpunished, in EU a.k.a. the craddle of human rights. The guy owns newspapers and staff... what kind of information we can get from this kind of media? Noone beleived in Count Dracula because he was going out only at night, and Nazis are out there, we just can't see in the dark... so we say it is BS untill one day we will feel their teeth on our neck... but it will be too late to take out crusifix!

2009-07-17T18:56:00.000+03:00

2009-06-24T03:36:00.002+03:00

"Being misarable doesn't makes you better than others, it just makes you misarable...". Cameron, don't tell me aim, tell me way... please...

How strange is life... ferries and staff !

2009-06-18T18:45:00.004+03:00

Many and many years ago, in some depressive mood I started to look for an answer to the eternal question (I didnt know it is "42" back then.). Question was "Why people live?". Well, just think about it ? One step from building, one gun shot in ur head or whatever... and no more need to wake up at 7 a.m., don't have to get alone with your boss and neighbours, don't have to solve millions of everydays problems... Religion didn't seem a sufficient answer. Otherwise, would be no ateists alive (what a pity :P). So I asked the quetion to several people I know. Wonder, none of them could give a proper answer. Just cliche's they don't believed themselves. And then when I almost forgot about this staff, one summer night I met one girl. Out of nowhere I asked her "Why you contiue living when it is so easy to end?" and she said: "I always was curious about what will happen tomorrow.".

Shakespear said it is fear of unknown that forces us to continue living, Anastasia said it was curiosity... what else? Habit? Care for relatives? Neverending TV-shows? Commandments of Holy Church? I don't know. Nobody knows. May be a little of all... May be just fate, like noone can cross the "last line" untill some old women cut their thread (wanted to make "kill -9 -1" joke, but I already have another blog for this staff).

But, I think, so I haven't found a universal answer, I answered it for myself. I believe in God, I am not sure if He will save my soul, but I KNOW he saved a lot more of me. Beside that it IS curiosity, but not curiosity of what gonna happen to this world, or what will happen in next season of House M.D. It is curiosity of what I will do tomorrow. I wake up in the morning and think: "I wonder where I will go today? What I will say? ...". So that in the evening I could lie down produce that famous bitter smile of mine and say: "I thought I knew myself...", "I have to laugh or I will cry." and the last one my favourite "When you think you figured everything, it is just a break before you wonder again 'how strange is this life... ferries and staff' ". Life is both inconsistant and incomplete. Who will I be today cynic or romantic, rightist or communist, genius or idiot... I don't know! I will figure it out at night, and let you know :D

Election algorithms, statistics even the simpliest laws of physics... you know they just work for round chicken in absolute vacuum...

Lula Mae Barns as Holly Golightly

2009-05-27T23:05:00.019+03:00

Yes, I confess: I am a retrophiliac (my friend Spellchecker advised to change it to necrophiliac by the way...)! But, come on, guys... can you find me as beautiful, sensual, romantic, meaningful and audreyhepburnful movie as "Breakfast at Tiffany's" filmed nowadays ? You won't. There is a famous word said by the wisest Anonim : "Genius is a person who can show complex things in a simple way"... That's what it is all about. It is a simple movie, very simple... but you cry when it is over just cause it is SO true... I like all movies of Audrey, I admire her. She has changed the worlds look at beauty for many decades, showed that beauty is not directly proportional to the womans bra size. But, there is Audrey, there is American "War and Peace", there is "How to steal a million"... beside that there is Tiffany's... It has a very special place in my heart. Story? A girl called Lula Mae is caught when stealing eggs in a small town. She marries the widowed man and blablabla... anyway bored in province she comes to LA, later NYC... she has one idea only to marry a rich guy. She never hides it, like u can see her looking through newspapers searching for list of 50 riches man of Yankistan. She talks about freedom all the time, her cat is called Cat. Because cat doesn't belong to her, they just live together... Fromm surely envied the way they told more about "Freedom" in 115 minutes move, then he in his book.
... she said : "I am not Lula Mae anymore..." and bus was gone and she said "I am still Lula Mae, stealing eggs..."
...u know what's wrong with you, Miss Whoever-you-are? You're chicken, you've got no guts. You're afraid to stick out your chin and say, "Okay, life's a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that's the only chance anybody's got for real happiness." You call yourself a free spirit, a "wild thing," and you're terrified somebody's gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you're already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it's not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It's wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself...

And that big Audreyish eyes, standing under the rain, holding a wet cat without a name.. and after that you come to me and say "Titanic is cool!". Nah !!!

No matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself, and wherever you look for beauty, innocence, artistic talent et cetera et cetera et cetera... you end up running into Audrey Hepburn playing Holly Golightly aka Lula Mae Barns!

Hatul' Mad'an on ESC, or why I decided to erase my FB account...

2009-05-22T12:26:00.011+03:00

There is an internet folklore tale called Hatul' Mad'an ("Хатуль Мадан", from Hebrew חתול מדען - "Cat with academic degree"). If u are a russian-speaking, I strongly advise you to read it... if not... xmmm... well, I won't take courage to translate it, cause it is based on linguistically dependent jokes and strong knowledge of A.S. Pushkin. Shortly, a poor Israeli psychologist can't understand why a bizzare animal on the chain attached to an oak tree on a picture is known to everyone as "Hatul Madan", and why this Cat is supposed to sing when walking to the left, and tell stories when walking to the right. So, humor aside, idea is that there is something a certain group of people knows and since that group is suprior in some way (not definitely outnumbering), all others look like idiots. Yes! We are talking about "Conspiracy theory"(CT) here. CT consept, trivial as it is, was over-popularized recently. "Da Vinci Kode", "Zeitgeist", Roswell UFO Crash... people talk about them when want to show their good knowledge of CTs... but let us be logical, though we are not greeks, is there one or several international organizations which control world poltics ? Yes, sure... will be my answer. But are they well-advertised "Frank Masons", "Eluminati", "CIA"... U must be kidding! They have power to stop Argentina from winning Copa America, they have power to repaint world map, but they don't have power to stop Dan Brown from selling 1000000 copies of second-rate novel? So, lets call this organization Moira. Invisible Fate of modern times. Well how can we see invisible? Like wind, by its effects.
So, what we have? A Hatul Madan telling us stories, and singing on ESC, people looking at the picture trying to see where the damn Professor Cat here... ok, ESC (for Eurovision song constest, not for Escape :P). Sure, I don't believe in fairness of competition. See Russia giving points to Estonia after they destroyed WWII monument is proof enough. But what is connection between ESC and world politics...

2009 Norway
2008 Russia
2007 Serbia
2006 Finland
2005 Greece
2004 Ukraina
2003 Tukey

August-September 2008 Russia - Georgia Conflict
February 2008 Kosovo gets independence
May 2006 - Finland Plan?
September 2005 - "Hatewave" in Greece ?
November 2004 - January 2005 - Orange Revolution, Ukraina
2003-2004 - Terrorist attacks on synagoges in Stamboul.
January 2004 - Turkey lets USA soldiers go to Iraq via Incirlik.

You may say it is a coincidence, but... IMHO : 1. Inconsistencies are only due to our ignorence in REAL world politics. 2. It is only top of the iceberg. 3. We are all just israeli psychologists in this story.

Now part 2, how this is connected with my decision to erase my FaceBook account?
Simple. First and main reason, 1-to-1 connected to pevious story... THEY whenever give something, take something even more precious from you. Paradoxically all funny staff which is presented to us as means of communication is actually invented as a way to stop REAL communication... like "poke". What is it? One bit of information? Come to a stranger on the street and say "yes!"... what will be effect? -"And?" plus O_O... Practically FB is currently nothing else but a Pokebook. Informationless communication. That is what THEY want. People NEED communication, but can live without information. So the idea of FB-like activities is to supply people with communication and prevent exchange of useful or not very useful information. I don't want to be part of it anymore. To be descrete here are reasons:

1. CT.
2. Protest against globalization.
3. It is no fun anymore.
4. Around 10 people in friend list I never heard from since they added me.
5. Around 10 people in friend list I wish I never heard from.
6. I value my time.
7. I value my brain, at least what left of it.
8. Bill Gates popularized computers, he shouldn't have done it... Computer Science shouldn't be put so low. "social networks" are next step down from "Windows"... Next will be making Apes use PC.
9. Giving it up won't kill me.
10. Anti-social creatures like me have no place on a social network.
P.S. ... It just sucks!

P.P.S. Hope I could explain my reasons. If you don't agree... you can keep your account :D

Recep Ivedik

2009-04-17T23:22:00.003+03:00

2 tane Recep Ivedik filmi izleyip te onlari hala komedi sanan insanlar var ya, size bir haberim var: Recep Ivedik 1 de 2 de komedi degildir, olamaz da... onun tarzi : "karamizah ogelere sahip bir trajikomedidir, hatta biraz derinden baksak trajedidir". Tekrar, "turk degilsin, espirileri anlamamissindir!" dersiniz buyuk ihtimalle, bekleyin, aciklayim (esperileri anladim bu arada... :P ). Ilk once komedi nedir, ne degildir ? Fikri William amcanin komedilerden alabilirsiniz, daha ii bir ornek : Dante'nin "Ilahi komedi", icinde pek espiriler ve aptal sakalar yok. ( Yani bastan cehennemde Bill Gates OS/2 calisacak VS 2007'yi butunlestirici dilinde yaziyordu da onu zamana uygun deil diye sansur etmisler sonradan.) . Ilahi neden? Sahane cunku, mukemmel, tanrilara layik... peki neden komedi? Cunku ii bir sona sahip, cehennemde baslayip cennette bitiyor. Evet, bayanlar ve baylar, komedi aslinda - 'sonu ii hikaye' anlamina geliyor. Peki Recep 1de de, 2de de yalniz ve mutsuz kaliyor... bunun neresi ii son. Peki, sonu ii olsa komedi olur muydu? xmmm... teorik olarak evet, ama sorun su ki - nu hikayenin ii sonu olamaz! Caliban caliban'dir... bunun otesi var mi ? Ustelik, Avrupa Yakasi'nin geleneklere uygun bir sekilde acik acik "avrupalasmak iidir" mesaji veriyor bize... Tekrarlamaktan biktim ama "avrupa" ve "kultur" es anlamli sozcukler degildir... ustelik kulturlu insanlarin bulundugu ortamlara bakin "reklamcilik" ve "turistler"... fi! o kadar mi olur ? yani Starbucks'a gitmemis insan simdi kultursuz oluyo ? Britney Spears zaten iki konservatuvar bitirdi de o yuzden hep orda kahve iciyodu... Bir sey anlamadim neden Turkiye'de bir Zorba cekilmemis, yazilmamis henuz, belki yazilsa onlardan daha fazla olur... "Metal firtina" degil, "Zorba" dedim. tabi "en buyuk asker bizim asker" vesaire,... Azteklerin askerleri de fena diildi, ama Cortezi (ole miydi yazilisi?) tanri zannedip yok olup gitmisler, simdi aztec dedigimiz bir Tequilla markasi ve stadyumun adidir. "Kaba ve kultursuzuz ,ama bununla gurur duyuyoz" mesajli film degil, "Anadolu koylusu bile cermen professorden daha zeki, daha namuslu ve kulturlu olur", "Teknolojiden gerideyiz, ama kulturumuz hala bizimle, Kanuni zamaninda kaybedip ariyoruz degil." mesajli filmler ve kitaplar lazim... Evet simdi dusununce, evet trajikomedi degil, tertemiz bir dramdir, trajedidir Recep Ivedik, en uzucu sey de dop dolu sinema salonlari gormektir...

Esoteric programming language or unnecessary knowledge about computers

2009-03-03T12:28:00.004+02:00

All started with a man dreaming about Greece, his unsuccessful marriage and a 3 month old girl named after her auntie Augusta. Auntie was always envied by girl’s mother - Anne Isabella Milbanke and as a result was forced to use her second name. That name was – Ada. So, that man who, indirectly, was at the root of two great freaks of nature, Frankenstein and Dracula, many years later will appear to be, in some way, a reason for the third and even greater evil – Modern Programming Language.

Ada was long time dead when, on 14^th February of 1946, first electronic computer was launched. In the beginning there were only zeros and ones, than it was assembly – de facto the very first programming language whose main idea is to give direct orders to computer and finally - FORTRAN. It is like replacing a human interpreter with Google Translate. It was helping people to make mistakes thousand times faster.

Every body heard about C, C++, Java, JavaScript, BASIC, Delphi, HTML, SQL, VBS, PASCAL, PHP, and Perl… well may be not everyone, but a lot of people for sure have. If you don`t - Great Wiki and Mighty Google will help you. You will find millions of codes, tutorials examples and OpenSource programs in this languages. But let`s not forget that Computer Science is not only a profession, it is a live style. It is a freak which created new type of people. Knights of the 20^th century. Heroes of Modern times. Every century has its outcasts, but their amount is believed to be not a constant, but a percentage. These people always had a way to hide themselves. May be in Middle Ages it was monasteries, in 19^th century - poetry, philosophers` gardens in Ancient Greece. Now it becomes computers. I can not imagine an area or industry as separated from outer world as CS. Programmers are proud owners of richest professional dialect, bizarre sense of humor and are bounded to each other more then people of any other profession. Lyric aside those strange guys with glasses, dirty sweater with pieces of pizza on it and a can of beer in their hand over last several decades developed thousands of programming languages, some of them became popular, some not. But the point is that most of them in the beginning were esoteric i.e. made just for limited, local usage. Among esoteric programming languages which later became widely used we can name C and APL. Last one was so local, that it didn’t even have its own name, just A Programming Language. Some programming languages were written just for fun or to prove something or to compete in something… anyway those languages, even though are quite well-known in IT-community, are not likely to become widely used…

In the beginning it was INTERCALL:

First official parody on a programming language was INTERCAL which is for a clear reason is abbriviation of "Compiler Language With No Pronounceable Acronym". It based on an idea that a person whose work is not understood is treated like a genious :") ... Language does every operation in the most unnatural way. One most well-known property of the language is undocumented command "PLEASE" having no function by itselves it leads to compile error if used too frequently or no frequently enough (Compiler says u are too/not enough polite).

http://www.catb.org/~esr/intercal/

Sometimes size matters (Smallf*ck and Brainf*ck)

A guy called Alan many years ago invented a "machine". Actually it was a virtual mathematical model which practically cant be implemented, but who cares ! After he did that he also claimed that it is the best computational model in the world, and as speed of light can not be exceeded. Any computational model which was and will be invented is at most as perfect as his machine. It cannot be proved true, so stays true untill it is proved wrong. Well year after year Alan was becoming more and more famous, he broke enigma code, found a test for Artificial Intellegence Systems, was judged for homosexuality but nevertheless that early statement of his was the one that left mathematicians and logicians sleepless for many decades. A computer language having almost the same functionality with that machine is called Turing-comlete. (we say almost because Turing Machine is supposed to have a endless band for input-output operations, whereas in computer this length is always limited by memory size.).

So we have a complete family or even tribe of languages who are part of a competition without a prize. Aim of the competition is to create a programming language which is Turing-complete and at the same time contains as less character(commands) as possible. That is where brainf*ck, smallf*ck, OISC, Thue... etc. come in. Brainf*ck for example is the most popular of all them uses only 8 characters, each of them is a command. Below there is a program which prints "Hello world" on the screen. If u try to understand the code, first of all you will understand why language was called this way: (compare with java code)

BF:

++++++++++[>+++++++>++++++++++>+++>+<<<<-]>++.>+.+++++++..+++.>++.<<+++++++++++++++.>.
+++.------.--------.>+.>.

Java:

public class HelloWorld
 {
      public static void main(String[] args) 
      {
           System.out.println("Hello, world!");
      }
}

http://www.iwriteiam.nl/Ha_BF.html

Who the hell said that command must be in English?

The last, but not least kind of esoteric programming languages are languages which use commands not in english and even sometimes in non-ASCII i.e. not latin alphabeth based languages. There can be a lot of application of them however. Starting from teaching PLs to children till just proving that programming is not a monopoly of Yankees. Here are several good examples:

http://glagol.nad.ru/

http://hpl.sourceforge.net/

http://sourceforge.net/projects/arlogo

http://www.robomind.net/cn/

P.S. Hope was useful to someone.

Countries and Programming Languages

2009-01-27T12:53:00.008+02:00

C - Cuba, all variables are public, every function can use them as it likes, but there is no way to hide them.
Java - USA, variables can be private or public, some objects are bound by interface agreements, they can exchange values as they like, but unfortunately some functions just give values without taking parameters, some take parameters without giving anything back.
Scheme - China, it is useful and fascinating, but there are too many paranteses which all look the same... it drives us mad!
VBS - Mongolia, we all know it exists, we just can't figure out what is its purpose.
FORTRAN - Greece, it is not like someone uses it, it just has significant history.
APL - Bhutan, all we know about is that they use strange letters there.
JavaScript - Palestine, any agreement between browsers is temporary.
SQL - Switzerland, useless by it self, just everyone else use it to save something.
Ada - France, we don't know it much, but, OMG, what a great name!
ProLog - England, seems complex, but all u have to do is drive other side of the road.
MASM, TASM, NASM - Middle Asia Coutries, you won't see much difference untill u actually start using them.
BrainF*ck - Monako, we ask ourselves how can a language consist of only 8 characters?
C++/C# - Ex-Yugoslavia, it is hard to believe that once it was one language.
FoxPro - Germany, I can even admit its usefulness, just don't make me use it and never forget all casualties it was reason for.
PHP - Russia, I don't care how good it is now, I just wish it never was Object Oriented...
Groovy - Kosova, it just too new to talk about.
Eiffel - Micronesia, yeap, I heard about it... somewhere...
Python - Italy, there are things it does well, string operation for example(spaghetti)
J# - Canada, different name, though you know it is still Java, right?
BASIC - Bulgaria, at least officially it is a language...
COBOL - Jamaica, it is a language which just have completely different purpose from all the others.

Pascal - Turkey, no matter what they say about it, we love it just because it is the first PL we learned.

But unfortunately in all programming languages there is a main function which decides when and how all this stuff should work.

Zohan for President!

2009-01-26T16:38:00.018+02:00

"Siyah şövalye, yakın doğuya uzun süre beklenen barışı getirdi." Sanırım bütün dünya tarafından Gazze konfliktın bitişi öyle göründü... Bütün dünyaya, ama bana değil. Hayir, liberal değilim, ve hiç bir zaman olmadım. Gerçek liberallere saygı duyan, sahte liberllerden nefret eden bir insanım. Siyasi moda diye bi şey varmış bu dünyada... bir zamanlar faşist yada komünist olmak modayken şimdi ise liberal-demokrat olmak modadır. Oysa ki liberalizme ulaşmak için hem hayat deneyimi, hem de yüksek eğitim seviyesini gerktirir. Bugün "butün insanlar kardeştir", yarin ise "pis yunanlar yoğurtunun patenti almışlar" demek liberalizm değildir, faşizmden daha beter bir durum. Gerçek liberal olmak için en az bir defa kendi millet tarafından satılmak, ve en az bir defa nefret ettiğin millet tarafından kurtarılmak gerekir bence. Geçelim sayin Bay Obama'ya... ırkçı olmadığımı belirtmeye gerek yok sanırım, kendim o kadar bundan eminim ki, bunu kendime ispatlamak için Obama'yı desteklemeye gerek duymuyorum. Siyaset, simyadan tütretilmiş bir bilim olarak, kendi atanın temel kanunlara da uyumak zorunda. İlk kanunu da böyle: "Bir şey elde etmek için eşit değerinde bir şeyi kurban etmek lazım.". Yani herşeyin bir fiyati var. Tabi ki cıvayı altına cevirirken simya açısından eşit bir değiş tokuş, ama cıvayla pazarda ekmek alamazsın. Siyasette de aynı. Sana bir şey sunulmuşsa, onun karşılığı da alınacaktır. Basit bir örnek: sene 2003'te Sırbistan evrovisiyon şarkı yarışması kazandı, ödül verilmiş ama Kosova da tamamen alınmış elinden... Şimdi ise dünyaya nihayet bir Afro-Amerikalı, müsülman akrabaları olan bir ABD başkanı verilmiş, peki elinden ne alınacak ? Onu düşünmek bile istemiyorum açıkçası. Yanki'ler hep boyutları abartmayı severlerdi çünkü.

Gazze'ye gelince... uznu zamandır judofobik bi dünyada yaşıyoruz, İkinci Dünya savaşından sonra biraz ümidi vardı, ama nafile... "ABD ve AB İsrail tarafından kontrol ediliyor" duyarsınız... Bu artık kontrol edilecek, ispatlancak bir şey değil, bu bir axiom, üzerinde bütün dünyanın komplo teoriler kurulu. Dine uyup, "Vaat edilen toprağı" işgal etmekle meşgülmüş bütün yahudiler... Allah aşkına bırakın bunu, asırlardır sadece din için savaş başlamamış. Haçlı Seferler, "Tanrının tabutu" için değil, Orta Çağ Avrupa'nın modern terimle "işsizlik" sorunu çözmek içinmiş, Doğunun zenginliği yağmalamak içinmiş, yoksa neden ilk hedefi Bizans olsun ki... bunun örnekleri sınırsız, peki neden şimdi yahudiler din için savaşsınlar ki... ? Yoksa dünyada en dindar millet yahudiler midir? Dini neden yoksa, mantıklı düşünelim... hangisi size daha mantıklı geliyor: >1 milyonluk orduya ve nüklear silah'a sahip ABD mı, 176,500 kişilik ordu olan İsraili mı kontrol ediyo, yoksa tam ters, ekonomik güçleri ve nüfüsleri kıyaslanamaz bile. Uzun süre yahudi başkan adayı bile olmayan ABD, yakın zamana kadar yahudilerin siyaset görevlerden uzak tutulduğu ABD.

Yahudi demek neredeyse, insan değil demekle bir oldu; ama yahudilere de, kan, dil ve adetler olarak en yakın millet araplardır, onu da unutmamak gerikir.
İsrail'i suçlayabilirsiniz, ama judofobsanız, en azında bunu kabul etmeye cesaret edin. Benim bakış açımı böyle özetleyebilirim:

Ülke suçlanacaksa, ABD suçlanmalı Gazze olaylarında, ırk suçlanacaksa(kı yanlış bi şey), ABD'nın "üst" ırkı olan batı avrupalılar. Bush'un son şarkısı oldu bu, daha da fazla cumhuriyetçilerden nefret ediliyor şimdi, Obama daha da çok seviliyor... peki insanların bu sevincin fiyatı ne olacak? ABD olmasaydı Yahudiler ve Araplar barış içinde yaşarlardı diye düşünüyorum...

Greek riots: What if Bazarov were prime-minister ?

2008-12-11T01:59:00.008+02:00

Zannedersem herkes Yunanistan`daki olaylardan haberdar. Bu konuda yaptigim bir konusmayi size sunmak isterim...

Teo: We have all around news about what happens in Greece. Can you please give me some first-hand information ? thanks in advance,

Tati: well. what happens is the result after many years of bad political tactics from corrupted goverments , and now burst out of proporsion. I' ll try to be objective.

For more than a decate, the two biggest political parties Nea Dimokratia (the goverment right now) and PASOK use a group of people that we call the Known-aknown! We call them that way because it is obvious that police knows who they are because they are not many and because of many documents, but they never arrest them.

They do things such as burning athens etc in times that things are dificult for the goverments. For example when there is a political scandal they do something such as destroying so everyone turns their heads to that and the scandal is forgotten . This is obvious the last years. For example when students where at the streets protesting about the new educational meassures that underminded free education these people mixed with the crowd, destroyed things so everyone to say "these students are vandals". I believe you understand. There are documents from some journalists that show the police arrest them and a few blogs away release them.

Thats why most people, especially young people no matter their political views hate police.

This policeman says that the 15 years old boy was attacking him with other 20 people so he shoot at the air for self defense. There are people, no young people but 40 years old that saw what happened from their balconies ang there is a video that proves that he is lying. The young boy propably said something nasty to the cap and after he parked his car he returned back and shoot the boy at the heart. The video proves it an women 40 and 50 years old confirmed that there was no attack and no self defense. Anyway, lets say that the boy was holding a bottle as he said an tryed to hit him. In a democracy you dont shoot that boy. You may hit him as much is needed for self defense and arrest him. The tragic thing is that day after day its being proved that there was no physical threat.

It has also been proved that, that cap had a very bad background, not with kills but with fighting without reason.

In greece to go out and protest it is acommon thing. So the same night and the days after many people such as higschool students, university students and other young mostly people.

Many of them where throwing things such as bottles, oranges and woods at the police. I am not supporting violence at all. Some people the minority was more aggresive and put fire on banks (they do that) and threw molotof. BUT The big destruction came from people that are just punks and like to destroy and found the opportunity to steal (these are very few and the police should have focused on them) and of course from the Known aknowns. I saw with my own eyes police running after and bitting school girls and boys (they may threw oranges and staff) and at the background some thirty year old guys where breaking windows and setting fires.

Why? Because they want people to believe that greek adolescence are punks and you should not support them. That why they let some people that have nothing to do with the dead yound boy and they dont care about the political situation to bring anarchy.

I bet that all media that you watched talked abou the greek young people that are riots.

If people focus on their damages and the many they have to pay to fix them noone would care about the policeman or some recent political scandals that would be forgotten.

Each and every protest against the cap underminded by the destructions. that why tehy let people to steal from the broken shops and noone got arrested. to focus on that.

What made me sick is that PASOK that now probably would be the goverment jumps up and down with excitment. They will come as the saviours and every scandal that follows them will be forgotten.

They showed tollerance to everyone that wanted to steal and break and they didnt arrest them on purpose to put the blame to anyone that prottested angainst them

BUT, nothing can be on the shadows forever. People are starting to realise this game thay play.

I believe on a future change.

I hope i gave you the picture.

please make a comment.

Teo: Thank you very much for replay much detailed than I could hope for. First of all I ll try to describe my political views a little. You know when I was a child we had communism and many people believed in it, they got the most damage when Soviyet Union felt apart. Because the very same people who were telling us that end of capitalism is close, started saying that socialism was a big historical lie. After that it is difficult to trust any govement or party. in former-USSR, people started to ignore politics as aspect of life. Something like `as long as goverment has no effect on my personal life, I dont care what it is`... it is difficult to see people who are fighting about politics in post-communist countries. I myself like idea of socialism in general, but I just see it as an Utopia. A beautiful fairy-tale, which howevery is not likely to become real. That`s why I usually say that I am a monarchist. Monarchy has a big advantage to other forms of goverment, it is honest. All other are basicly the same. Small close group of people rules a country changing names of parties, changing ideas, lies told people, color of flag, explotating history and religion. I don`t believe in goverment, but I believe in Balkans, I believe in Greece and Turkey, Serbia and Bosna. I think no West-Europe and North-America coutry wants a strong and stable republic in so-called East Europe.
I have one favorite phrase :"Two professions don`t have nationality: politicians and engineers. Engineers - because no nation along can claim their inventions. Politicians - because no nation along can pay for their crimes." Greek goverment can have greek blood in their veins, but it is what a person can do to their own country. Destroying other nations is called fascism, it is bad, it is inhuman. But destroying your own doesn`t even has a human word to be called. West always envied Greece, because thats very all european civilisation came from (if we can call `civilasation` the mess we end up with). well at least greeks taught english how to read :`) . . . Yeah you are right there are always people everywhere how will make use of any anarchic situation to steel, rob etc.

All in all, Your message was much more informative than cnn-ort(russian tv channel)[I usually check both to conter-check] news. For now I can`t figure out these events effects and place in global politics. But its certainly very important. Meanwhile I hope things will get better in Greece, so I can`t completely share your optimism. It is very unfair causal people are victims of ministers` games.

VOLVEREMOS !

2008-10-30T04:45:00.005+02:00

In Russia a poet is more than just a poet, and definitely in Argentina a football player is more than just a football player.

Yürü be, Diego!!! Seni bunun için seviyoruz... Malvinas, asla Folkland olmayacaklar. Oraya döneceğiz. "Tanrının eli"nin yardımıyla olsa bile.

Harry Potter and The Lost Pearl

2008-09-27T10:58:00.002+03:00

Neden inglizler tatile gelirken yanında kitap getirmiyolar, bre? Au!! Anglo-cermenler!!! Kitap getirin Didim'e gelirken, tercihen HP'nın 6. ve 7. cildi... yoksa 5. okudum şimdi de ezberleme yolundayım... ne söyleyim: "it sucks!". en azından kitap okumadan önce Hermionu severdim, şimdi anladım ki pek ii bi insan değilmiş. Ginny iidir ama çok hoş bir kız, filmde ise sadece Hogwarts'ın bi mobilya parçasıdır... okudum şaşırdım, bre, Ginny kendi başına yürüyor, konuşyo bazen düşünüyo bile... Harry'e zaten gızık kaptım tamam Potter'sin kafasında yara izi var et cetera, et cetera, et cetera ... ama neden gelen geçene bağırıyon onu anlamadım... a bi de Ron var, ona vallah helal olsun... öyle sabrı var ki çocuktan ben onun yerinde olsaydım Harry çoktan bi Cleansweep sopası yerdı. Zaten Weasly'ler hepsi ii... Son sözüm bu konuda da ordaki charmlara ve jinxlere olcak, öz türkçesi böyle olmalı sanırım - "bardakus asansörius" (tahmin edin bunu söyleyip wand'i sağlarsak ne olcak?). Bir JKR karşıma çıksa, kaderi JFK ile aynı olur... tamam çocuklar okuyorlar bunu (benim gibi) ama bu sana onlarla dalga geçmeye hak vermiyo...
-"Abara Kadabra!" sana Joanne.

Ama geceleri aklımda hep kaybettiğim İnci var... hayir nerede olduğunu biliyorum, ama oraya gettiğimde bulamıyorum onu... Can Eryümlü'ye göre "çingenelerin dilinde "ev" bir bina değil, sevgi ortamıdır", hep diyordum kendime (ve dinlemek isteyen herkese) "ben İnci'mi insanları için değil, havası veya denizi için değil, onu kendisi için seviyorum, kimsenin görmediği hissetmediği ruhu için"... belki hala da öyle, orda olmak isterim, lakin kimse beni orada beklemiyo, o İnci'yi paylaşılacak bi kişi bile yok. O da sönüp gidiyo. Belki bir gün geleceğim yanına, o da "neredeydin? ben hep burdaydım seni bekledim ama sen beni görmez-duyumaz oldun. ama ii ki döndün, sana hiç te kızgın değilim" der. Ve oturup ağlarız, mutluluktan, ayrı geçirdiğimiz boş yıllar için. O zaman kadar da her deniz ve nehirin başında "esperamo a’ti!" bağırıp dururum... kaybolmuş, yok olmuş değilsin, İnci'm.....

Didim hatıraları...

2008-09-19T22:08:00.003+03:00

Nedense anastesi ("Kalimerhaba İzmir" diye bir kitabı yeni bitirdim de, o yüzden kusura bakmayın biraz 'iyonya' havasındayım) edilmiş blogu bu yazıyla başlamaya karar verdim. Güzün ilk ayı çoğunlukla Didim'de geçirdim ve söylemem gerekir bazı fikirlerim doğru olduğunu düşünmeye başladım(ki sıradışı bir durum bu). Bir sefer beni tanıyanlardan çoğu İnglitere'yi ve Almanyayı sevmediğimi söylerler... Bu bir yalan! England'ı ve Deutschland'ı çok severim, çok ii ülkeler, harika hatta tek sorunu orda ingilizlerin ve almanların yaşaması, onların arasında da zeki, mantıklı insanlar var tabi, biriyle tanıştım ... kalan ikisi nerede olduğunu hiç fikrim yok ama. Örnek olarak bir inglizle yaptığım "edebiyat" konuşmasını sunuyorum size,[mimiklerle anlatılan italik'le yazdım] :
F. - İngliz; J. - Ben
F.: I like reading, I went to drama school...
J.: Cool, ... I now read Swift
F.: WHO?
J.: You know Jonathan Swift?
F.: Who is that?
J.: Gulliver?
F.: Yeah!!! [anlatılmaz sevinç yaşanıyo bu arda, tanıdık isim karşına çıktı diye]
J.: Are you aware he is a fictional personage?
F.: [Nobbing] HADİ BE??
J.: So he was fictioned by Swift... A famouse english writer.
...perde...

Vallah sizi bilmem ama ben böyle bir durumda intihar ederdim. Hala Karamazov kardeşleri okumadım diye bazen günlerce evden çıkmıyorum...

İnglizlerden bi tek Geordie'leri severim, konuşup konuşup giderler, zaten kimse onları anlamiyo alışmış olmalılar... Yeterki doğru zamanda kafasını sallayın, sıkılıp da "am on me toes!" deyip kalkın asla itraz etmezler...

**singing 'I'm comming home - New Castle... '**

... to be continued

2008-07-20T00:17:00.000+03:00

Слово "безысходность" конечно пишется через "ЗЫ", только у меня в нём слишком много З...

2008-06-14T02:01:00.001+03:00

yeni blogum hayırlı uğurlu olsun...