Sometimes you gotta try transposing a table in LaTeX, just to see if it looks better. It probably doesn't, but you gotta try. And it's a nasty job to be doing that by hand.

Try this:

(Download the .py file to keep that indentation right!)

#LaTeX table transpose

#Peter Raffensperger

#9 Jan 2012

import numpy

x = r"""

\hline

a & b & c & d & e\\

\hline

f & g & h & i & j \\

k & l & m & n & o \\

"""

x = x.replace(r'\hline', '')

tableRows = x.split(r'\\')

table = None

for i, t in enumerate(tableRows):

if t != '\n':

if table is None:

table = numpy.array(t.split('&'))

else:

table = numpy.vstack((table, numpy.array(t.split('&'))))

tableTrans = table.T.tolist()

tNew = ''

for row in tableTrans:

for col in row:

tNew += col.strip() + ' & '

tNew = tNew[:-2] + r' \\' + '\n'

print tNew

## Wednesday, January 9, 2013

## Saturday, January 5, 2013

### Archimedes' War Machine

Archimedes entered the darkened room where the sibyl of the Oracle at Delphi sat on her tripod seat. He heard the woman raving as the priests translated the words of the prophetic god Apollo:

*...*

*To wit, every single one.*

*If you count successive*

*Letters in Russian prose*

*Observe the likelihood*

*Of this one after that*

*Now then you find indeed*

*That the law of large sums*

*Generalises to*

*Those sequences that are*

*History dependent*

*...*

"Which great future thinker sayeth these fell things?" Archimedes asked the chief priest.

"One Andrey Andreyevich Markov of Ryazan. But seek you now occulted things, things other than the deep knowledge of statistics, probability and history-dependent sequences?"

"Forsooth, I do seek! I must devise a war machine to defend Syracuse. Summon me one yet born, who knows things of strategy, of intrigue and complexity, and of those black things yet to be named that teach a nave the ways of bloodshed, revenge and violence."

The chief priest's eyes darkened. The smoke rising from the crack in the floor thinned. The sibyl of oracle abruptly stopped her babbling. The translating priests stopped on syllable four of the hexameter, interrupting their poetic description of the foundation of 20th century statistics.

*This implies that ...*

The smoke, raving, and translations then began anew:

*Here you are, a spirit*

*Of trouble and deceit*

*Wars are fought on his guile*

*And nobles fall without*

*His counsel; So now heed:*

*I am John Forbes Nash two*

*The son of John Nash one*

*A mathematician,*

*And a man of great vice*

*But I have what you seek!*

*Calculate you must, the*

*Von Neumann-Morgenstern*

*Utility functions*

*For each of the players*

*To know his value for*

*Each possible outcome!*

*Then, we define a point*

*In the space of player*

*Strategies and vices:*

*The equilibrium!*

*At this magical point*

*No player can ever*

*Improve his lonely lot*

*By changing his vile plan*

*Without another's grace!*

*Find ye this fabled point*

*Of assured destruction*

*And act, fight, now defend!*

*You can do nothing more*

*If your enemy knows*

*What truly is in store*

*But evil, evil woe!*

*Beware exam marking!*

*Bad undergraduates*

*Always make undue haste*

*When writing their answers,*

*Filling reams upon reams*

*With poorly reasoned crap*

*And demonic scribbles*

*...*

Another brave man came to the oracle to make an inquiry about x-ray computed tomography, so the chief priest shuffled Archimedes off on his way. "But how?" inquired Archimedes, "How can I calculate your equilibrium point?" But the sibyl of the oracle silenced the soul of John F. Nash Jr and started the processing of summoning the soul of Professor R. H. T. Bates.

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