Today in a bookstore I saw someone about to buy ``Java: How to program'' (the one with some fucking ants on the cover). I craftfully waited and concentrated all my ``'You're a failure in life, become an hero'' power for the decisive moment: will he buy it? Eventually it turned out that he wouldn't. He put it back on the shelf and took out some 100000-page ``JavaScript for idiots'' book and put it back, too. I left without buying anything. Fucking bookstore. Fuck.