Every day a little death, in the parlour, in the bed. On the lips and in the eyes. In the curtains in the silver, in the buttons, in the bread, in the murmurs, in the pauses, in the gestures, in the sighs.Sondheim The most horrible sound in the world is that of a reviewer asking you to compare your computational method to another, existing method. Like bombing countries in the name of peace, the purity of intent drowns out the voices of our better angels as they whisper: at what cost. Before ...
