Well said!  I agree...


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From: "Oli Glaser" <oli.glaser@talktalk.net>
To: "Microcontroller discussion list - Public." <piclist@mit.edu>
Sent: Friday, April 30, 2010 1:30 AM
Subject: Re: [OT] Writing styles


> >I much prefer some style and effective use of words to dry condensed
>>writing
>
> Me too, but I can understand the other sides view also.
>
>>It is good to be able to discern when the utility approach is useful and
>>when it is boring.
>
> Yes indeed it is - fortunately Charles Dickens could:
>
> Charles Dickens to the Editor of The Times, Letters. Nov. 13, 1849
>
> I was a witness of the execution at Horsemonger Lane this morning. I went
> there with the intention of observing the crowd gathered to behold it, and 
> I
> had excellent opportunities of doing so, at intervals all through the 
> night,
> and continuously from day-break until after the spectacle was over... I
> believe that a sight so inconceivably awful as the wickedness and levity 
> of
> the immense crowd collected at that execution this morning could be 
> imagined
> by no man, and could be presented in no heathen land under the sun. The
> horrors of the gibbet and of the crime which brought the wretched 
> murderers
> to it faded in my mind before the atrocious bearing, looks, and language 
> of
> the assembled spectators. When I came upon the scene at midnight, the
> shrillness of the cries and howls that were raised from time to time,
> denoting that they came from a concourse of boys and girls already 
> assembled
> in the best places, made my blood run cold. As the night went on,
> screeching, and laughing, and yelling in strong chorus of parodies on 
> negro
> melodies, with substitutions of 'Mrs. Manning' for 'Susannah', and the 
> like,
> were added to these. When the day dawned, thieves, low prosti-tutes,
> ruffians, and vagabonds of every kind, flocked on to the ground, with 
> every
> variety of offensive and foul behaviour. Fightings, faintings, whistlings,
> imitations of Punch, brutal jokes, tumultuous demonstrations of indecent
> delight when swooning women were dragged out of the crowd by the police,
> with their dresses disordered, gave a new zest to the general 
> entertainment.
> When the sun rose brightly-as it did-it gilded thousands upon thousands of
> upturned faces, so inexpressibly odious in their brutal mirth or
> callousness, that a man had cause to feel ashamed of the shape he wore, 
> and
> to shrink from himself, as fashioned in the image of the Devil. When the 
> two
> miserable creatures who attracted all this ghastly sight about them were
> turned quivering into the air, there was no more emotion, no more pity, no
> more thought that two immortal souls had gone to judgement, no more
> restraint in any of the previous obscenities, than if the name of Christ 
> had
> never been heard in this world, and there were no belief among men but 
> that
> they perished like the beasts.
>
>
> The "datasheet version" :-)
>
> I went to the execution at Horsemonger Lane this morning. I was not happy
> with what I saw.
>
>
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