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                                  Ozymandias

Given the problems I had earlier this month [1], I found this poem [2] (via
Violet Impudence [3]) quite appropriate:

> I met a programmer the other day
>  Who said “A vast and blocky plastic box
>  Stands in my workspace; in it, so they say
>  Half-dead, a chip from Intel lies, which clocks
>  566 M-hertz; the CD (Compact Disc) drive
>  And fifteen gigs, and bundled AOL (America On-Line)
>  Must have seemed neat when Reagan was alive
>  But now the stickers on its lifeless shell
>  Seem only fit sad memories to revive
>  And on the light beige case are words that say:
>  “THIS COMPUTER IS NEVER OBSOLETE
>  SURF! INVEST! EMAIL! TYPE! SHOP! TRAVEL! PLAY!”
>  The monitor is dark; near its defeat
>  My new and shiny MacBook whirs away
>

There's even a photo [4] of the non-obsolete computer in question.

[1] gopher://gopher.conman.org/0Phlog:2015/10/01-18
[2] http://slatestarscratchpad.tumblr.com/post/131389328496/alienpapacy-i-met-a-traveller-from-an-antique
[3] http://violetimpudence.tumblr.com/post/131491956440/slatestarscratchpad-alienpapacy-i-met-a
[4] http://slatestarscratchpad.tumblr.com/image/131389328496

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