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+Number: 117
+Date: 2013-11-01
+Title: Bareback
+Geekiness: 3
+Topics: interfaces, abstraction, single-responsibility principle
+Names: Suku
+Illus.0.par: 1
+Illus.0.src: saddle.jpg
+Illus.0.title: I knew a girl in college who used to keep her saddle and bridle on a stand in the middle of her dorm room.  I wasn't really interested in her until I found out she didn't own a horse.
+
+A certain monk said to master [[Suku]]: "I have studied your
+code to learn from your example, but on one question my eyes
+have not yet been opened."
+
+The monk unfolded a source listing. "Consider this tiny
+application, where you search log files for
+errors.  I would have done all processing in the application
+class.  Yet you define a host of additional classes: a
+/LogFileReader/ interface which has only a /readEntry/
+method, a /LogFileEntry/ to be returned by the method, and a
+/SimpleLogFileReader/ which is the only
+implementation of the interface!  Why all this formality
+for so small a project?"
+
+Suku replied: "Go to the stables, untie my horse, and ride
+him up the Drunken Serpent's Road to the peak of this
+mountain.  Then ride down and tell me what you have learned."
+
+The monk reappeared that evening, bruised and dirty.  "I
+have learned that your horse does not like being ridden
+bareback.  Also, that one may fall a long way down the
+cliffside if thrown."
+
+Suku produced a saddle, breastplate, bridle, bit and
+reins, saying: "No matter how short the journey, the rider
+should be absolutely certain of where to sit and how to steer."
+
+The monk rubbed a huge bump on his head.  "But what will the
+ill-tempered horse be certain of?"
+
+"That he is the one being ridden," said Suku.

data/data/the-codeless-code/en-qi/case-118.txt

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+Number: 118
+Date: 2013-11-10
+Title: Clay
+Geekiness: 2
+Topics: design, refactoring, process, planning, cost
+Names:
+Illus.0.src: Tiles.jpg
+
+
+A general of the Imperial Army had commissioned the Temple
+to build a supply requisition system.  Mindful of cost, he
+sent an officer of the 3rd Unsigned Integer Division to
+report on the Temple's progress.
+
+The officer noted with satisfaction that most of the
+developers worked calmly and methodically: they drew up
+detailed designs, submitted the documents for approval
+or amendment, and consulted the final drafts as they coded.
+
+Yet one of the nuns did not.
+
+As the officer watched, the nun created a dozen classes
+in the repository, stared at each for a moment, renamed half
+of them, stared again, broke some into pieces, stared, added
+some methods and subtracted others, and so on.  She repeated
+this throughout the day.
+
+The officer could no longer contain his impatience, saying,
+"Enough!  If the Imperial sculptors were as impulsive
+as you, there would be no jade left in the world!"
+
+The nun replied, "If the Imperial sculptors are foolish
+enough to carve roof tiles out of jade, the Emperor's palace
+must still be half-open to the sky.  Myself, I choose to
+work in clay."

data/data/the-codeless-code/en-qi/case-119.txt

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+Date: 2013-11-15
+Number: 119
+Title: Sushi
+Names: Banzen, Suku
+Topics: rethinking, structure
+Geekiness: 1
+Credits: Inspired by a conversation with Bruno Kim Medeiros Cesar.
+Illus.0.src: Bowls-sm.jpg
+Illus.0.par: 2
+Illus.0.align: right
+Illus.0.title: The upside is, you burn off all the calories just by doing the dishes.
+
+Master [[Banzen]] had invited fellow master [[Suku]] to his
+domicile for lunch.  On the table lay two great stacks of bowls,
+each several feet high.
+
+Banzen reached up and took the topmost bowl from his stack.
+It was empty save for three grains of rice.  He deftly
+snapped up each grain with his chopsticks and ate them.
+
+Suku took the topmost bowl from her own stack.
+In it was only a single toasted sesame seed.  With great
+difficulty she caught it between the ends of her chopsticks.
+
+Banzen took another bowl.  At the bottom lay a morsel
+of orange flesh.  "Recently," he said, "you
+[[#117|advised a certain monk]] that it was wise to
+structure even the smallest application."
+
+Suku also took another bowl, discovering the tiniest sliver
+of cucumber.  "I have found that with structure comes
+clarity and extensibility."
+
+"You will be pleased to hear that he is heeding your advice
+most eagerly," said Banzen.  "He now divides a hundred-line
+throwaway application into many classes."
+
+"Ah," said Suku, reaching for the next bowl.  It held two grains
+of rice.  "You believe I counseled him poorly."
+
+"Injudiciously, perhaps," said Banzen, struggling to scoop
+up a few dots of tobiko.  "Any virtue, taken
+to extremes, becomes a vice.  Incidentally, how is your sushi?"
+
+"Is /that/ what we're eating?" asked Suku, considering the
+tall stack of bowls that still remained.
+
+"I am not entirely certain," said Banzen, studying a
+ribbon of nori at the end of his chopsticks.
+"I suppose we must go through all the courses before we can be sure."

data/data/the-codeless-code/en-qi/case-12.txt

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+Title: Effect
+Number: 12
+Date: 2010-11-11
+Geekiness: 1
+Names: Spider Clan, Laughing Monkey Clan, Elephant's Footprint Clan
+Topics: importance
+
+Three young monks -- one from the [[Spider Clan]], one from
+[[Laughing Monkey Clan|Laughing Monkey]],
+and one from [[Elephant's Footprint Clan|Elephant's Footprint]] --
+had been arguing about which was the more
+important: webtier code, business tier, or persistence.
+Finally they agreed to pose the question to the Java master.
+
+The master called in one of the burly gardeners who
+maintained the temple grounds, and instructed him thus:
+"Beat and kick these three monks soundly for one minute.
+Afterward, you may continue to beat and kick them for as
+long as you desire."
+
+The gardener thrashed the monks for a full seven minutes,
+then bowed and left.
+
+"Now," said the master.  "Who bears the greatest blame for
+your bruises today?  Myself, for summoning the gardener; the
+gardener, for the six minutes left to his discretion; or the
+gardener's hands and feet?  Consider your answer, or I shall
+call him in again."
+
+At length, the monk of the Spider Clan said, "The carpenter
+who raised the first beam of this temple bears a greater
+blame."
+
+The master was satisfied.

data/data/the-codeless-code/en-qi/case-120.txt

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+Date: 2013-11-24
+Number: 120
+Title: Plug and Play
+Names: Wangohan, Landhwa, Suku, Spider Clan
+Geekiness: 1
+Topics: management, planning
+Illus.0.src: Doctor.jpg
+Illus.0.par: 1
+Illus.0.align: right
+Illus.0.title: He specializes in stool samples.
+
+The monk [[Wangohan]] had been given a web application to
+develop on his own.  For this task he had chosen a promising
+new framework, but because it was unfamiliar his initial
+implementation was [[#91|awkward]] and [[#99|fragile]].  For
+weeks Wangohan labored to correct the problems,
+restructuring his code as his understanding of the framework
+grew.  By release time his application was elegant beyond
+compare, and the abbots of the [[Spider Clan]] agreed to
+allow the new tool in future projects.
+
+"But first," said the junior abbot, "we must implement the fundamental
+components that the Temple will need, and provide them to all
+who would consume this framework."
+
+To Wangohan's great dismay, the monk [[Landhwa]] was chosen
+for this task.  Worse yet, Landhwa had no interest in
+studying Wangohan's code, nor in learning from Wangohan the
+many particulars of the framework.  Instead Landhwa
+consulted Wangohan only when he could not be bothered to
+find the answer to some simple question on his own.
+
+Finally Wangohan asked the junior abbot of the Spider Clan why
+Landhwa was chosen to lead the adoption of the framework.
+
+"He is skilled with code, his workload was light, and he did
+not object to the opportunity," said the junior abbot
+indifferently.
+
+Wangohan bowed and went out.
+
+- - -
+
+The next day, master [[Suku]] summoned Wangohan to her chamber.
+
+"The junior abbot has been taken ill with stomach cramps of
+a most unpleasant nature," she said.  "The cause is unknown,
+but I suspect [[#84|bad cinnamon]]."
+
+"It is a common malady," agreed Wangohan.
+
+"I was going to suggest as much to the junior abbot, but
+learned that you had already taken him to the operating
+room," said Suku.  "I was unaware that the Temple had an
+operating room."
+
+"It serves primarily as the carpenter's shed," said Wangohan.
+
+"And I presume that the surgeon serves primarily as
+the carpenter?"
+
+"Yes," said Wangohan. "But as I told the junior abbot:
+he is skilled with blades, his
+workload was light, and he did not object to the
+opportunity."

data/data/the-codeless-code/en-qi/case-121.txt

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+Date: 2013-11-29
+Number: 121
+Title: Where Angels Fear to Thread
+Names: Satou, Banzen
+Geekiness: 2
+Topics: threads
+Illus.0.par: 0
+Illus.0.src: Thread.jpg
+
+The nun [[Satou]] approached Java master [[Banzen]] and said:
+"There is a processing bottleneck which I believe I can
+eliminate by means of multiple worker threads.  Yet I have
+heard this proverb: <i>If you are confronted with a problem
+and say, 'I shall use threads', you now have two problems."</i>
+
+Banzen replied: "The saying is old, but not a true proverb.
+In place of /threads/ I have heard <i>XML,
+regular expressions, singletons, and AWK.</i>
+It is merely a formula of one parameter which may be bound to anything
+disagreeable.  There is more wisdom in the barking of dogs."
+
+The nun considered this, and said: "So if you are confronted
+with a problem and say, 'I shall use the Proverb of the Two
+Problems', you now have two problems."
+
+Banzen gave the nun a slight nod, which pleased her.  Yet he
+also held up his index finger.  "That the words are hollow
+does not make them false.  Threads are as the fabled Tsurugi
+of Infinite Sharpness, whose blade can slice an enemy in
+two while it is still a foot from his body, yet which
+severs one finger of the wielder every time it is drawn
+from its scabbard."
+
+The nun asked: "How will I know when I have learned enough
+to use threads wisely?"
+
+Banzen replied: "When you no longer wish to use them."

data/data/the-codeless-code/en-qi/case-122.txt

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+Date: 2013-12-07
+Number: 122
+Title: Craftsmanship
+Names: Bawan, Harmful Go-To Clan, Elephant's Footprint Clan, Clan of Iron Bones
+Geekiness: 1
+Topics: craftsmanship, pride, improvement, progress
+Illus.0.src: Sculptor.jpg
+Illus.0.title: We have learned about cultures thousands of years old from the carvings they have left behind in oak and stone.  Meanwhile, I have terabytes of data on digital media that will be unreadable in a few decades.  The Rosetta Project has the right idea -- if it's important, carve it in something that will last 10,000 years.
+
+Master [[Bawan]] was conducting an initiate monk through the
+temple grounds.  Eventually they came to the Hall of Wasted
+Hours, where the abbots held their morning meetings.  Bawan
+pointed to the four massive oak pillars that held up the
+oldest part of the hall.  Scenes of temple life had
+been carved into each, on all four sides and stretching from
+floor to distant ceiling.  The intricate figures possessed
+such astounding verisimilitude that the monk could almost
+hear the clacking of abaci.
+
+"These were fashioned two hundred years ago by a monk of our
+order," said Bawan.  "It took him six years, laboring every
+night with a hammer and chisel, his work lit only by the
+glow of a single flickering cathode tube."
+
+Further down they came to another square of four pillars,
+identical to the first square in every way.
+
+"These were made a hundred years ago by monks of the
+[[Harmful Go-To Clan]], which has since been banished," said Bawan.
+"They replicated the originals with a bamboo pantograph secured to
+an electric router.  It took them six months, working by the
+light of a discarded CRT running [[#applicant-2|Anantha's Fountain]]."
+
+Further down they came to yet another square of four pillars,
+even more like the originals.
+
+"These were created fifty years ago by three nuns of the
+[[Elephant's Footprint Clan]], which tends our databases
+and secures our history," said Bawan.  "The nuns traced
+the contours of the originals and fed the coordinates
+into a programmable milling machine.  The measuring
+took six weeks; the carving a few days."
+
+Finally they came to the new south portico, supported by a
+final square of pillars so like the first that the slightest
+stray chisel mark had been reproduced faithfully.
+
+"These were installed ten years ago by one of our summer
+interns," said Bawan.  "He photographed the originals with
+high resolution digital cameras, combined the data into a
+three-dimensional topographic mesh with sub-millimeter
+resolution, and outsourced the manufacture to a mill in
+the next province.  Six days, end to end."
+
+Bawan faced the initiate monk.  "Which set of pillars is of
+greatest value to the Temple?"
+
+The monk considered and said, "The ones that exist purely as
+data gathered by the intern.  For though they have neither
+height nor breadth nor weight, still from them all other
+pillars could be remade."
+
+Bawan bowed and led the monk out.
+
+- - -
+
+That night Bawan walked alone by lantern light through the
+hardware archives of the [[Clan of Iron Bones]], in the
+deepest cellars under their abbey.  Finding at last the
+particular VAX mainframe he sought, Bawan hooked up a dusty
+VT100 terminal, flipped on the power toggle, and opened a C
+source file that had not been compiled for a quarter of a
+century.
+
+Bawan noted with satisfaction how perfectly the statements
+had been indented, how descriptive the function and variable
+names were, how thoroughly each parameter had been
+commented.  He smiled at a few TODO and FIXME comments: an
+appeal to a future that would never answer back.  Then he
+scrolled to the top where his own name and email address
+appeared proudly.
+
+"The initiate was only half-right," said Bawan to the
+emptiness.  "True, the value lies not in carven oak, but
+neither does it lie in the shape of the carving; for both
+the real pillar and the virtual one may be lost, and the
+temple will be no poorer.  But when wood first yields to
+metal, one more thing is made: and that is the sculptor."

data/data/the-codeless-code/en-qi/case-123.txt

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+Date: 2013-12-14
+Number: 123
+Title: Order and Chaos
+Names: Suku
+Geekiness: 2
+Topics: refactoring, order, chaos, rethinking
+
+A certain monk, known for the elegance of his code, had a
+habit of refactoring the code of his fellows to match.  "For
+inconsistency multiplied becomes chaos," he would explain,
+"and chaos breeds complexity, and complexity brings
+confusion, and confusion is the mother of ten thousand
+defects."
+
+Master [[Suku]] -- who above all prized the cleanliness of
+code -- heard of this.  She approached the monk, saying, “I
+require your assistance in correcting a problem.”
+
+Suku revealed to the monk a great repository, home to the
+source code for the Temple's most ancient application.  Over
+the course of decades an uncounted procession of monks and
+nuns had passed through its hallowed directories: adding,
+removing, refactoring, refining, trying a new framework
+here, a new approach there.  Several times the entire code
+base had been migrated from one language to another,
+scarring the deeper layers with unfathomably bizarre design
+patterns.  Within one utility class the naming
+conventions were so wildly inconsistent that the monk
+grew dizzy and had to lie down on the floor.
+
+"Bring order to chaos," said Suku, and went out.
+
+The monk proceeded in earnest to rewrite the application in
+the style he had perfected over so many years.  He
+chose a glittering new framework to replace the many rusty
+ones, then picked one dusty corner of the repository and
+worked slowly outwards: adding, removing, refactoring,
+refining.
+
+- - -
+
+The monk had converted the merest fraction of the files when
+there came a pounding on his door.
+
+"Emergency!" said the breathless abbot outside, grabbing the monk by
+his robe and pulling him out the door.  "Disaster!
+Disorder!  Deadline!  Doom!  Not enough people and not
+enough time; you're needed at once, come on, come on!"
+
+The monk protested, calling for someone to fetch master
+Suku that she might intervene, but the abbot merely flipped
+the monk onto his backside and dragged him down the
+hallway like a noisy sack of rice.
+
+That evening Suku found the monk, tied to his new workstation
+by many coils of strong rope.
+
+"I have seen your commits in the great repository," said the
+master, drawing a long knife which she placed at his throat.
+"Where once there had been a hundred styles, there now are a
+hundred and one."
+
+She made a quick motion.  The monk cringed, expecting to
+feel his life blood spilling inside his robe.  Instead
+the knife only severed one strand of his hempen bonds.
+
+"Not perfect, but better," said Suku, and went out.
+
+She did likewise for one hundred evenings until the
+monk was freed.
+
+- - -
+
+Afterwards the monk meddled less with the code of his
+fellows, and instead began to pride himself on his ability to
+mimic the design patterns of others when modifying their
+applications.
+
+"It is still a truth of refactoring," he now said, "that
+sometimes one must introduce chaos to bring order, just as
+the road to the sea must sometimes scale a mountain before
+it turns downward again.  Yet order is not a destination:
+merely a direction from /complex/ to /simple/, from /more/
+to /less/.  The master asked for /less/ but I thought only
+of /one/, and chose a path worthy of a
+<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hailstone_sequence">hailstone</a>
+when simple subtraction would have sufficed."
+

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+Number: 124
+Date: 2013-12-22
+Title: The Hidden Variable
+Geekiness: 0
+Names: Kaimu, Banzen
+Topics: philosophy, idempotence, change, immutability
+Illus.0.src: earth.jpg
+Illus.0.title: People who would like the world to stop changing have not seriously considered the prerequisites for this.
+
+
+A monk approached master [[Kaimu]], and said:
+
+Master [[Banzen]] claims that your philosophy is flawed, for you will
+give different answers to the same question.  Were you aware
+of this insult?
+
+No, answered Kaimu.
+
+Later that day another monk approached Kaimu,
+and said:
+
+Master Banzen claims that your philosophy is flawed, for you will
+give different answers to the same question.  Were you aware
+of this insult?
+
+Yes, answered Kaimu.
+
+
+== Qi's commentary
+
+Kaimu does not suffer from idempotence.
+
+
+== Qi's poem
+
+The ten thousandth year has come and gone, //
+yet no one remarks its passing. //
+A dead world hangs in the starry void -- //
+no discord, no error, perfect at last.

data/data/the-codeless-code/en-qi/case-125.txt

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+Date: 2013-12-28
+Number: 125
+Geekiness: 0
+Title: Power
+Names: Subashikoi, Shinpuru, Spider Clan
+Topics: power, promotion, management, work-life balance
+Illus.0.src: Vine.jpg
+Illus.0.title: Even a garden needs a little debugging now and then.
+
+It is the function of the Temple abbots to direct the
+activities of their respective clans: choosing projects,
+setting deadlines, apportioning tasks, and employing
+whatever means are necessary to ensure that schedules are
+met.  It is for these powers that the abbots are both envied
+and despised.  Indeed, it is rare for abbot and monk to
+cross paths without the latter finding himself more
+miserable for the experience.
+
+Thus it was with no great joy that the elder monk
+[[Shinpuru]] found himself visited by the new head abbot of
+the [[Spider Clan]].
+
+- - -
+
+Shinpuru was in the temple greenhouse, tending the plants of
+a small winter garden that he kept as a hobby, when the
+head abbot approached and bowed low, saying: "Have I the good
+fortune of being in the presence of the monk Shinpuru, whose
+code is admired throughout the Temple?"
+
+"This miserable soul is he," said Shinpuru, returning the bow.
+
+"I have come to ask if you have given any thought to the
+future," said the abbot.
+
+"Tomorrow I expect the sun shall rise," answered Shinpuru.
+"Unless I am wrong, in which case it will not."
+
+"I was thinking of your future, specifically," replied the
+abbot.
+
+"If the sun does not rise, my future will be the least of my
+concerns," said Shinpuru.  "If it does rise, then I expect
+to greet it while enjoying a small bowl of rice and eel.
+Unless I am wrong, in which case I will not."
+
+The abbot smiled.  "It is true then, that the monk Shinpuru
+plans for all contingencies.  This is also why I have come.
+Of late there has been a shortage of abbots in the
+Spider Clan.{{*}}  The Temple wishes to bestow upon you
+the honor of promotion into our ranks."
+
+"I am humbled," said Shinpuru, bowing again.
+
+"The work is difficult," continued the abbot.  "Our day
+begins well before sunrise, which you would seldom be able
+to greet at your leisure, for there are many meetings to
+attend and we run with our bowls from one to another.
+Likewise you will not often see the sunset, except perhaps
+on a webcam.  In exchange for this you will receive far
+greater compensation from the Temple coffers, and the power
+to direct the activities of the Temple itself."
+
+"And what will become of 'Shinpuru, whose code is admired
+throughout the Temple,' when he no longer codes?"
+asked the monk.
+
+"Fear not!" said the abbot. "You will do what you have
+excelled at, only one level higher: Meta-Coding, if you
+will.  Instead of design documents we produce long-term
+plans; instead of software we churn out schedules; instead
+of defects and features we speak of costs and benefits.  The
+Temple itself is the machine we practice our arts upon,
+refactoring it as we see fit."
+
+"A most worthy cause," said Shinpuru, returning his
+attention to his vines.  "I, too, have noticed the shortage
+of abbots.  Such is the price of power.  For as the
+seafaring matriarch [[Subashikoi]] once observed, the monks
+may command the rigging and the masters may command the
+monks, but it is the abbots who chart the course and hold
+the tiller; so it is the abbots who are consigned to the
+deep when the ship founders -- oftimes by their own crew."
+
+"Only fools meet such a fate," said the abbot.  "And the
+monk Shinpuru is no fool.  Unless /I/ am wrong, but I am
+seldom wrong about such things."
+
+"Then you will not think me a fool for declining the
+Temple's generous offer," said Shinpuru, pruning a few
+yellow leaves.
+
+The head abbot frowned.  "What would Shinpuru think of a
+seed that refused to sprout, or a tree that refused to yield
+fruit?  What else should I think of a monk who so quickly
+declines an opportunity for growth, for command, for power?"
+
+Shinpuru set aside his shears to tie up the vine.  "Define
+power," he said.
+
+"The ability to do as one wishes," said the abbot.
+
+"Well, then," said Shinpuru.  "Tomorrow I wish to greet the
+sunrise with my little bowl.  Then I wish to take some hot
+tea at my workstation as I read the technical sites I find
+most illuminating, after which I look forward to a fruitful
+day of coding interrupted only by some pleasant exchanges
+with my fellows and a midday meal at this very spot, tending
+my garden.  When night falls I wish to find myself in my
+cozy room with a belly full of rice, a cup full of hot sake,
+a purse full of coins sufficient to buy more seeds, and a
+mind empty of all other cares."
+
+The abbot bowed.  "I expect that Shinpuru has all the power
+he could desire, then.  Unless he is wrong."
+
+"I am seldom wrong about such things," said Shinpuru,
+picking up his shears again as another yellow leaf caught
+his eye.  "In a world where even the sunrise is uncertain, a
+man may be excused for not knowing a great many things.  But
+to not know my own heart?  I hope to never be so hopeless
+a fool."
+
+
+{{*}} As documented in cases [[#61|61]], [[#62|62]], [[#67|67]], [[#120|120]], and probably others besides.  Abbots in the Spider Clan have the average life expectancy of a dolphin in the Gobi desert.
+
+

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+Date: 2014-01-05
+Number: 126
+Title: Tea for Two
+Names: Banzen, Satou
+Topics: thread safety, race conditions
+Geekiness: 2
+Illus.0.src: Puddle.jpg
+Illus.0.title: Stop looking up her robes.  Yes, I'm talking to YOU.
+
+Like many her age, the young nun [[Satou]] had an
+irrepressible curiosity: the less she knew about a thing,
+the more she wanted to try it.  Thus she had elected to use
+multithreading to improve performance in her log processing
+utility, despite [[#121|master Banzen's cautions]].
+
+Banzen reviewed her code, then invited the nun to discuss
+his findings during the morning tea break.
+
+When Satou had seated herself in the master's tea room,
+Banzen picked up an empty bowl with his left hand while
+his right hand took a ladle of boiling-hot water from the
+pot and poured it directly onto Satou’s tatami mat.  Satou
+yelped in surprise, leaping from the floor to avoid being
+scalded.  The master calmly set the bowl in the center of
+the spreading puddle as his right hand beat the puddle with
+a whisk.  Then his left hand reached for a bamboo scoop
+and began to spoon green tea powder into the dry bowl.
+
+"Now," said Banzen.  "Let us discuss race conditions."
+
+
+== Qi’s commentary
+
+But first, sit down and come in.
+
+
+== Qi’s poem
+
+Flowing from my brush //
+Glowing on my screen //
+Four lines readable in any order //
+The essence of thread safety //
+
+
+