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(I found this on a livejournal of someone I know and had to laugh, as did Kyra. Enjoy.)
Recently one of my friends, a computer wizard, paid me a visit. As we
were talking I mentioned that I had recently installed Windows XP on my
PC. I told him how happy I was with this operating system and showed
him the Windows XP CD. To my surprise he threw the CD into my microwave
oven and turned it on. Instantly I got very upset, because the CD had
become precious to me, but he said: 'Do not worry, it is unharmed.'
After a few minutes he took the CD out, gave it to me and said: 'Take a
close look at it. What do you see?'
To my surprise the CD was quite cold to the touch and it seemed to be
weightier than before. At first I could not see anything, but on the
inner edge of the central hole I saw an inscription, an inscription
finer than anything I had ever seen before. The inscription shone
piercingly bright, and yet remote, as if out of a great depth:
12413AEB2ED4FA5E6F7D78E78BEDE820945092OF923A40EElOE5IOCC98D444AA08E324
'I cannot understand the fiery letters,' I said in a timid voice.
'No but I can,' he said. 'The letters are in Hex, of an ancient mode,
but the language is that of Microsoft, which I shall not utter here in
the light of day. In common English this is what it says:
One OS to rule them all, One OS to find them,
One OS to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.
These are but two lines from a verse long known in Systems lore:
Three OS's from corporate kings in their towers of glass,
Seven from valley lords where orchards used to grow,
Nine from dotcoms doomed to die,
One from the Dark Lord Gates on his wight-wrought throne
In the Land of Redmond where the Shadows lie.
One OS to rule them all,
One OS to find them,
One OS to bring them all
And in the darkness bind them,
In the Land of Redmond where the Shadows lie.
Recently one of my friends, a computer wizard, paid me a visit. As we
were talking I mentioned that I had recently installed Windows XP on my
PC. I told him how happy I was with this operating system and showed
him the Windows XP CD. To my surprise he threw the CD into my microwave
oven and turned it on. Instantly I got very upset, because the CD had
become precious to me, but he said: 'Do not worry, it is unharmed.'
After a few minutes he took the CD out, gave it to me and said: 'Take a
close look at it. What do you see?'
To my surprise the CD was quite cold to the touch and it seemed to be
weightier than before. At first I could not see anything, but on the
inner edge of the central hole I saw an inscription, an inscription
finer than anything I had ever seen before. The inscription shone
piercingly bright, and yet remote, as if out of a great depth:
12413AEB2ED4FA5E6F7D78E78BEDE820945092OF923A40EElOE5IOCC98D444AA08E324
'I cannot understand the fiery letters,' I said in a timid voice.
'No but I can,' he said. 'The letters are in Hex, of an ancient mode,
but the language is that of Microsoft, which I shall not utter here in
the light of day. In common English this is what it says:
One OS to rule them all, One OS to find them,
One OS to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.
These are but two lines from a verse long known in Systems lore:
Three OS's from corporate kings in their towers of glass,
Seven from valley lords where orchards used to grow,
Nine from dotcoms doomed to die,
One from the Dark Lord Gates on his wight-wrought throne
In the Land of Redmond where the Shadows lie.
One OS to rule them all,
One OS to find them,
One OS to bring them all
And in the darkness bind them,
In the Land of Redmond where the Shadows lie.