Peter Reavy

Robert Ingersoll

Posted in Uncategorized by Peter Reavy on April 11, 2012



Posted in Uncategorized by Peter Reavy on April 10, 2012

Pausing execution inside the Windows Command Prompt

Posted in windows by Peter Reavy on March 23, 2012

I occasionally return to a PowerShell or cmd.exe window to discover that whatever I’ve been running there seems to have stopped. I’ve long thought that I was accidentally hitting a key combination which was making this happen but could find nothing documented. I still can find no documentation as such, but the following things seem to cause the process running in the window to stop:

* hitting Ctrl-S;

* pressing the Pause/Break button;

* selecting text when QuickEdit is enabled (a single click in the window will cause a character to be highlighted and stop your script or EXE to stop running).

Update: see also here.

Notes on watching Star Wars Episode 2 in July 2002

Posted in Uncategorized by Peter Reavy on January 5, 2012

Last night I went to see it in Yorkgate, a mall in North Belfast, with a bingo place and a Poundstretcher on the ground floor. The cinema is on the top floor opposite an amusement arcade. There were about half a dozen people in Screen 13 and sitting in the third row I had got myself in exactly the right frame of mind: I would ignore all characters and spend two hours ogling spaceships.

What can I remember of it? A CGI Christopher Lee flies across the dunes on a jet-bike, cloak flapping. A hugely heavy balloon-shaped starship is shot down by a helmeted clone; he turns to his colleague and nods. A couple of asteroids get blown up by Boba Fett’s dad… bapp! … bapp! … There is a love scene in front of a huge waterfall, that looks like a lit-up picture from a Chinese restaurant, and then a cartoon man is riding a sort of inflatable cow. There is a phantasmagoria inside a robot factory.

It goes on for hours. More icing than ever before and even less cake. No film could be more misguided or amazing.

It was after midnight when, leaving the cinema, I accidentally went out the wrong fire exit and into the cleaning supplies area. Then I went down two escalators past a closed Burger King and out into the car park.

Not enough to produce satisfactory soap

Posted in Uncategorized by Peter Reavy on January 5, 2012

From this paper on Joseph Schumpeter:

Besides innovating in production, entrepreneurs often had to change
habits of consumption. Confronted with growing inventories, industrialists had to convince reluctant customers that they actually needed the new goods. Here Schumpeter, unlike most economists, places heavy emphasis on the role of marketing in mass consumption, and in economic growth itself. “It was not enough to produce satisfactory soap,” he writes; “it was also necessary to induce people to wash—a social function of advertisement that is often inadequately appreciated.”

From the perspective of producers and investors, it did not matter
whether new wants were real necessities. “Needs,” Schumpeter observes, “whatever they may be, are never more than conditioning factors, and in many cases mere products of entrepreneurial action.” Undeniable needs such as food, clothing, and shelter do not, by themselves, “set the capitalist engine into motion.” This is why “economic development (capitalist consumption included) has never been conspicuous in the countries which to the observer seem to be most lavishly supplied with needs.”

A Keisaku

Posted in Uncategorized by Peter Reavy on December 1, 2011

A Keisaku

The Luthéal

Posted in music by Peter Reavy on November 17, 2011

“When a columnist begins to take himself too seriously”

Posted in Uncategorized by Peter Reavy on October 13, 2011

Columning is a deadly occupation, leading frequently and successively to overzealousness, super-seriousmindedness, monomania, hysteria, and sometimes madness.

Harold Ross


Posted in Uncategorized by Peter Reavy on September 8, 2011

Street Hassle

Posted in Uncategorized by Peter Reavy on August 31, 2011

Spotify has enabled me to listen to a lot of music that even at my most profligate I would never have bought. Hence my recent surprised liking of Lou Reed’s Berlin. More bizarre for me this evening was recognising the title track of the Street Hassle album but taking 10 minutes to realise I had heard the Spacemen 3 version of it virtually a quarter century ago.

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