Only allowed color: vomit-green. Strangely repulsive. I do not think this is experience induced, because I loved my green XB3-bicycle from Kharkov Bicycle Factory.
I want this. I have Wifi door lock too far away from base station. It was often stuck in a loop trying to connect to neighbours' Wifis. By try and error I managed to block those using metal foil, but it was hard work.
I really do not understand this whining and downvoting.
In so-called real life somebody has to live with the malformed macro, whose only purpose is to beautify the code.
I even made un-macrofier, which deleted all macros and replaced instances with macroexpand, because slight adjustement of code resulted mysterious errors cause by nasty macroes.
And lets not talk about Common Lisp loop macro, which was probably scooped up from latrine of hell by the Devil himself.
TLDR, but you are (probably) describing somekind of builtin property.
I am just saying that the end-user do not need macros for much anything, unless she has some specific optimization in mind. Bloody annoying when they start making cryptic macros to "extend the language".
You do not need macros for anything. They are not the tool to "extend the language", but instructions for the compiler. And if the system does not even have a compiler, macros are useless, often incredibly stupid.
My Lisp from 1975 was actually used in real world and highly lucrative. Gemini could read the source code, but it told that my code was piece of shit and cannot be implemented in 64-bit world without drastic changes, so it made an example. But that version was just too advanced and too complex as a study subject. There are already enuff good Lisps in the world, methinks.
I actually perfected the Norvig Lisp at one time. It has compiler to python and just everything. Those very few here that can actually read code, understand why this project soon exploded into biggest piece of odorous excrement.
There are not many watch-enthusiasts on boomer generation methinks. The misery of unreliable super-expensive timekeeping raises no fond memories.
I can literally taste bile, when somebody is boasting about their ugly watch, whose only value is that some slave in China worked hundreds of hours to make it.