Sometimes, a chap could become convinced that the universe was having a bijou laugh-ette.
On one hand, we have
the strange spectacle of
Rice-Rocketry. On the other, the
computing version of same. (Yes, if you run Gentoo, you are a bit of a nobber)
(You can stretch your own analogies if you want to throw game/windows-ricing and/or Proper Chap's Unix into the mix. I'm not bothered.)
On the third hand, we have
a pre-riced family shopper called a Gen-2. You may call it circular. I call it a bit bleedin' previous, pal.