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    <author>positron@gnu.org (Luca Saiu)</author>
    <title>I will remember John McCarthy</title>
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I’ve just learned that Professor John McCarthy (&lt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/JohnMcCarthy(computerscientist)&gt;) died two days ago on October 23, at the age of 84. He was the father of Lisp, Artificial Intelligence, Non-Monotonic Logics and Situation Calculus; and garbage collection, and time-sharing. An amusingly absent-minded brilliant mathematician and thinker with philosophical inclinations, and a technological optimist. I’ve loved reading his lightly sketched deep thoughts in his plain unassuming style(1), so different from the pretentious generations of big-egoed Lispers who came after him, myself included. And who even cares now if I agree with what he said one hundred percent, or not; I’ve never met    ... &lt;a href="https://blog.ageinghacker.net/posts/7/"&gt;[Read more]&lt;/&gt;
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    <pubDate>Tue, 25 Oct 2011 23:55:00 +0200</pubDate>
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    <author>positron@gnu.org (Luca Saiu)</author>
    <title>How I learned procedural abstraction and the wonder of science</title>
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Inspired by a happy “discovery” I made today, I’ve written this instead of finishing the post about identity. The abandoned tape This story began on a summer evening of the late Eighties when I was 10, maybe 11. I was at some small country fair near home with my brother, five years younger than me — quite a big difference back then. My brother found an audio cassette discarded on the ground, and wanted to take it home; it looked dirty and I remember that I didn’t want to pick it up at first, but I guess I wasn’t too    ... &lt;a href="https://blog.ageinghacker.net/posts/5/"&gt;[Read more]&lt;/&gt;
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    <pubDate>Mon, 19 Sep 2011 05:06:00 +0200</pubDate>
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