Amateur Hackers of Astronomy
eaglemoon writes "I have often wondered if Hackers and the Hacker culture is unique to software or can it be extended to other domains? This article in the NY Review of Books examines how amateurs are performing as well as professionals in the field of astronomy. The clash between the Baconian view of science and the Cartesian perspective is very interesting to reflect on and should be compared with community based software development and the traditional cathedrals built by firms." And it's from Freeman Dyson, always worth reading.
TROLLIN'
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people in the house put them hands in the air
cause if you don't care,
then we don't care 1, 2, 3, times two to the six
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while we fuck this track up
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back up, back up tell me what ya gonna do
now breathe in, now breathe out hands up or hands down
back up, back up tell me what ya gonna do now
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you wanna mess with limp bizkit (yeah)
you can't mess with limp bizkit (why)
because we get it on every day, and every night (oh)
and this platinum thing right here (uh, huh)
yo we're doin' it all the time (what)
so you better get some beats and a some better rhymes (dough)
we got the gang set so don't complain yet
twenty four seven never beggin' for a rain check
old school soldiers blastin' out the hot shit
that rock shit puttin' bounce in the mosh pit
now move in, now move out hands up or hands down
back up, back up tell me what ya gonna do
now breathe in, now breathe out hands up or hands down
back up, back up tell me what ya gonna do now
keep trollin', trollin', trollin', trollin' (come on)
keep trollin', trollin', trollin', trollin' (what)
keep trollin', trollin', trollin', trollin' (yeah)
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