smalltalk and lisp (was: strangest systems I've sent email from)

On Thu, 28 Apr 2016, Ben Sinclair wrote: I've heard they have a lot of boilerplate code, but it sounds like there is some reason to it, if you got cozy with it. Both C++11 and C11 really have me excited. It's a kick in the butt to the compiler makers. Gimme that sugar! I'm bucking for some polymorphism for C, next. IMHO, that'd be the icing on the cake for C. I don't want to bolt on anything else, just let me define the same function twice with two different parameter lists and I'll be one happy dude. Same here. I'll do a tutorial or read a book for anything even if I dont' do much with it. Hehe, this might make you laugh, but my last two were AREXX (using AROS) and FORTRAN. I'm pissed at myself for not learning AREXX back when the Amiga was kickin'. FORTRAN was a mind trip. I felt it had some kind of relation to Pascal (just certain things). It made me want to go out and do some X-Ray crystallography just so I could write me some applicable FORTRAN code, hehe. har har! Well, this is a not the first time my name has got me into trouble. You should hear when I went to a local meetup where folks were talking about the object store in openstack (called "Swift" also). Someone was cussin' it and saying that they made one mistake and blew up their object store. I was confused and I heard my name all around me. It was like an episode of the Twilight Zone. FYI, since everyone asks, Swift is my real name. My grandfather, Swift Lindley was born during the 30's when my great grandparents were so poor they couldn't pay attention. They had some sick scrawny cattle to sell and nobody would buy them. My great grandfather took them to a rail station near Pampa, Texas where they'd load up cattle to send on to Colorado and Wyoming to butcher and so forth. Still, nobody wanted to buy his sub-par stock. Meanwhile, unknown to him, my great grandmother had gone into labor and was giving birth about two weeks early. So, my great gramps runs into this cat named "Theodore Swift" and his crew (he was rich). He said he'd buy the cows since another deal had fallen threw and he wanted the train completely full. So, after this stroke of luck, my forefather came home victorious to find my great grandmother had given birth to a son. The first thing she asked him when he came home was "What will you name your son?" The story goes that he stood for a minute, smiled, and said "Swift" .... then of course I just got it as a hand-me-down from my moms' side. :-) -Swift