🐛 fix footer links getting deleted

Author: ctcpip

scripts/bad-linebreaks-test.mjs

@@ -7,8 +7,8 @@ const afterMD = './scripts/test-samples/bad-linebreaks-sample-after.md';
 const beforeMD = './scripts/test-samples/bad-linebreaks-sample-before.md';
 
 // verify hash values to detect file tampering
-const knownBeforeHash = '5dfa7a6c97c43bf3321f2e9ccafd3ce8';
-const knownAfterHash = '9ed9cc827a7ffa71e6c243a23d7e24a3';
+const knownBeforeHash = '95b97fa317298d9fd864b79ac93710d6';
+const knownAfterHash = '2a79139c3c3292cc5e807f531c714775';
 const beforeHash = await getHashSlingingSlasher(beforeMD);
 const afterHash = await getHashSlingingSlasher(afterMD);
 assert.strictEqual(beforeHash, knownBeforeHash);

scripts/bad-linebreaks.mjs

@@ -49,6 +49,12 @@ export function findBadStuff(file, fix = false) {
 
   }
 
+  for (const k of Object.keys(tokens.links)) {
+    // marked treats footer links as special. it's a named property on the tokens array, and links do not have the properties of tokens.
+    // so we just add them as is
+    o.push(`[${k}]: ${tokens.links[k].href}\n`);
+  }
+
   return {
     fixed: o.join(''),
     totalMatches,

scripts/test-samples/bad-linebreaks-sample-after.md

@@ -92,3 +92,5 @@ The officers were satisfied. My manner had convinced them. I was singularly at e
 No doubt I now grew very pale; but I talked more fluently and with a heightened voice. Yet the sound increased—and what could I do? It was a low, dull, quick sound—much such a sound as a watch makes when enveloped in cotton. I gasped for breath—and yet the officers heard it not. I talked more quickly—more vehemently; but the noise steadily increased. I arose and argued about trifles, in a high key and with violent gesticulations; but the noise steadily increased. Why would they not be gone? I paced the floor to and fro with heavy strides, as if excited to fury by the observations of the men—but the noise steadily increased. O God! what could I do? I foamed—I raved—I swore! I swung the chair upon which I had been sitting, and grated it upon the boards, but the noise arose over all and continually increased. It grew louder—louder—louder! And still the men chatted pleasantly, and smiled. Was it possible they heard not? Almighty God!—no, no! They heard!—they suspected!—they knew!—they were making a mockery of my horror!—this I thought, and this I think. But anything was better than this agony! Anything was more tolerable than this derision! I could bear those hypocritical smiles no longer! I felt that I must scream or die!—and now—again!—hark! louder! louder! louder! louder!
 
 "Villains!" I shrieked, "dissemble no more! I admit the deed!—tear up the planks!—here, here!—it is the beating of his hideous heart!"
+
+[linky-mclinkface]: https://tc39.es

scripts/test-samples/bad-linebreaks-sample-before.md

@@ -136,3 +136,5 @@ The officers were satisfied. My manner had convinced them. I was singularly at e
 No doubt I now grew very pale; but I talked more fluently and with a heightened voice. Yet the sound increased—and what could I do? It was a low, dull, quick sound—much such a sound as a watch makes when enveloped in cotton. I gasped for breath—and yet the officers heard it not. I talked more quickly—more vehemently; but the noise steadily increased. I arose and argued about trifles, in a high key and with violent gesticulations; but the noise steadily increased. Why would they not be gone? I paced the floor to and fro with heavy strides, as if excited to fury by the observations of the men—but the noise steadily increased. O God! what could I do? I foamed—I raved—I swore! I swung the chair upon which I had been sitting, and grated it upon the boards, but the noise arose over all and continually increased. It grew louder—louder—louder! And still the men chatted pleasantly, and smiled. Was it possible they heard not? Almighty God!—no, no! They heard!—they suspected!—they knew!—they were making a mockery of my horror!—this I thought, and this I think. But anything was better than this agony! Anything was more tolerable than this derision! I could bear those hypocritical smiles no longer! I felt that I must scream or die!—and now—again!—hark! louder! louder! louder! louder!
 
 "Villains!" I shrieked, "dissemble no more! I admit the deed!—tear up the planks!—here, here!—it is the beating of his hideous heart!"
+
+[Linky-McLinkFace]: https://tc39.es