From 9fce418b46c9f0894f429384ef9e3dabaeffbeb4 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001
From: Case Duckworth
Date: Tue, 14 Apr 2015 16:36:17 -0700
Subject: Change file hierarchy and rewrite makefile

- File hierarchy is now as follows:
    - /
        - appendix/  < appendix source files
        - backlinks/ < backlink sources & builds
        - hapax/     < *.hapax source files
        - scripts/   < scripts, like *.js, *.hs, etc.
        - templates/ < templates for outputs
        - text/      < source files
        - trunk/     < assets, like css, images, heads, etc.
        - index.html
        - *.html
        - Makefile
---
 ronaldmcdonald.txt | 52 ----------------------------------------------------
 1 file changed, 52 deletions(-)
 delete mode 100644 ronaldmcdonald.txt

(limited to 'ronaldmcdonald.txt')

diff --git a/ronaldmcdonald.txt b/ronaldmcdonald.txt
deleted file mode 100644
index 87b57c1..0000000
--- a/ronaldmcdonald.txt
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@@ -1,52 +0,0 @@
----
-title: Ronald McDonald
-genre: verse
-
-id: ronaldmcdonald
-toc: "Ronald McDonald"
-
-project:
-    title: Elegies for alternate selves
-    class: elegies
-    order: 17
-    prev:
-    - title: Rough gloves
-      link: roughgloves
-    next:
-    - title: The moon is gone and in its place a mirror
-      link: moongone
-...
-
-| When Ronald McDonald takes off his [striped shirt][],
-| his coveralls, his painted face: when he no longer looks
-| like anyone or anything special, sitting next to women
-
-| in bars or standing in the aisle at the grocery,
-| is he no longer Ronald?  Is he no longer happy to kick
-| a soccer ball around with the kids in the park,
-
-| is he suddenly unable to enjoy the french fries
-| he gets for his fifty percent off?  I'd like to think
-| that he takes Ronald off like a shirt, hangs him
-
-| in a closet where he breathes darkly in the musk.
-| I'd like to believe that we are able to slough off selves
-| like old skin and still retain some base self.
-
-| Of course we all know this is not what happens.
-| The Ronald leering at women drunkenly is the same who
-| the next day kicks at a ball the size of a head.
-
-| He is the same that hugs his children at night,
-| who has sex with his wife on the weekends when they're
-| not so tired to make it work, who smiles holding
-
-| a basket of fries in front of a field.  He cannot
-| take off the facepaint or the [yellow gloves][].  They are
-| stuck to him like so many feathers with the tar
-
-| of his everyday associations.  His plight is that
-| of everyone's---we are what we do who we are.
-
-[striped shirt]: theoceanoverflowswithcamels.html
-[yellow gloves]: roughgloves.html
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