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Funny stuff on OSes/computers... enjoy :)
daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (psarin@MIT.EDU)
Wed Feb 23 21:22:27 1994
From: psarin@MIT.EDU
To: os2partners@MIT.EDU
Date: Wed, 23 Feb 94 21:21:51 EST
More funny stuff that's just fated for e-mail distribution ...
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CONTENTS:
o Dave Barry: Stud Hombre Cybermuffin
o If an Operating System Ran Your Airline
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***************** STUD HOMBRE CYBERMUFFIN **
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You have to be a real stud hombre cybermuffin to handle 'Windows'
(Dave Barry)
People often say to me: "Dave, as a professional
columnist, you have a job that requires you to process large
quantities of information on a timely basis. Why don't you get a
real haircut?"
What these people are REALLY asking, of course, is: How am
I able to produce columns with such a high degree of accuracy, day
in and day out, 54 weeks per year?
The answer is: I use a computer. This enables me to be
highly efficient. Suppose, for example, that I need to fill up
column space by writing BOOGER BOOGER BOOGER BOOGER BOOGER. To
accomplish this in the old precomputer days, I would have had to
type "BOOGER" five times manually. But now all I have to do is
type it once, then simply hold the left-hand "mouse" button down
while "dragging" the "mouse" so that the "cursor" moves over
the text that I wish to "select"; then release the left-hand
"mouse" button and position the "cursor" over the "Edit"
heading on the "menu bar"; then click the left-hand "mouse"
button to reveal the "edit menu"; then position the "cursor"
over the "Copy" command; then click the left-hand "mouse"
button; then move the "cursor" to the point where I wish to
insert the "selected" text, then click the left-hand "mouse"
button; then position the "cursor" over the "Edit" heading on
the "menu bar" again; then click the left-hand "mouse" button
to reveal the "edit menu"; then position the "cursor" over the
"Paste" command; then click the left-hand "mouse" button four
times; and then, as the French say, "voila!" (Literally, "My
hand hurts!")
If you need this kind of efficiency in your life, you
should get a computer. I recommend the kind I have, which is a
"DOS" computer ("DOS" is an acronym, meaning "ROM"). The
other major kind of computer is the "Apple," which I do not
recommend, because it is a wuss-o-rama New-Age computer that you
basically just plug in and use. This means you don't get to
participate in the most entertaining aspect of computer-owning,
which is trying to get the computer to work. This is where "DOS"
really shines. It is way beyond normal human comprehension.
It was invented by Bill Gates. He is now one of the
wealthiest individuals on Earth -- wealthier than Queen Elizabeth;
wealthier even than some people who fix car transmissions -- and
do you want to know why? Because he's the only person in the world
who understands "DOS." Every day he gets frantic phone calls
like this:
BUSINESS EXECUTIVE: Our entire worldwide corporate
accounting system is paralyzed, and no matter what we type into
the computer, it replies, "WHO WANTS TO KNOW? (signed) 'DOS.'"
BILL GATES: Ha-ha! I mean, sounds pretty serious.
BUSINESS EXECUTIVE: We'll give you $17 million to tell us
how to fix it.
BILL GATES: OK. Press the "NUM LOCK" key.
BUSINESS EXECUTIVE: So THAT'S what that thing does!
Thanks! The check is on the way!
My current computer, in addition to "DOS," has
"Windows," which is another invention of Bill Gates, designed as
a security measure to thwart those users who are somehow able to
get past "DOS." You have to be a real stud hombre cybermuffin to
handle "Windows." I have spent countless hours trying to get my
computer to perform even the most basic data-processing functions,
such as letting me play "F-117A Stealth Fighter" on it. I have
personally, with my bare hands, changed my "WIN.INI" and
"CONFIG.SYS" settings. This may not mean much to you, but trust
me, it is a major data-processing accomplishment. Albert Einstein
died without ever doing it. ("WAIT a minute!" were his last
words. "It erased my equation! It was 'E' equals something!")
I am not the only person who uses his computer mainly for
the purpose of diddling with his computer. There are millions of
others. I know this, because I encounter them on the Internet,
which is a giant international network of intelligent, informed
computer enthusiasts, by which I mean, "people without lives."
We don't care. We have each other, on the Internet. "Geek
pride," that is our motto. While you are destroying your mind
watching the worthless, brain-rotting drivel on TV ("Dave's
World," Monday nights, CBS, check your local listings), we on the
Internet are exchanging, freely and openly, the most uninhibited,
intimate and -- yes -- shocking details about our "CONFIG.SYS"
settings.
You would not believe how wrought up we get about this
type of thing, on the Internet. I regularly connect with a
computer group that has a heated debate going on about -- I am not
making this issue up -- the timing of Hewlett-Packard's decision
to upgrade from a 386 to a 486 microprocessor in its Omnibook
computer. This has aroused enormous passion. People -- some of
them from other continents -- are sending snide, angry, sometimes
furious messages to each other. I'm sure that some participants,
even as we speak, are trying to figure out if there is a way to
alter their CONFIG.SYS settings so that they can electronically
punch their opponents in the mouth. This debate has been raging,
soap-opera-like, for months now, and I have become addicted to it.
I tune in every day to see what the leading characters are saying.
You probably think this is weird, but I don't care. I am a happy
nerd in cyberspace, where nobody can see my haircut.
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***************** IF AN O/S RAN YOUR AIRLINE **
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Once again, Julie Temple Cohen (MIT '90)
comes through with some very funny stuff.
For all you non-CSers out there ...
take heed-- we'll be treading through
nerd-humor territory.
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If an O/S Ran Your Airline
DOS Airline:
Everybody pushes the airplane until it glides, then they
jump on and let the plane coast until it hits the ground
again, then they push again, jump on again and so on.
DOS with QEMM Airline:
The same thing - with more leg room to push.
MAC Airline:
All the stewards, stewardesses, captains, baggage handlers,
and ticket agents look the same, act the same, and talk the
same. Every time you ask questions about details, you are
told you don't need to know, don't want to know, and that
everything will be done for you without you having to know,
so just shut up.
OS/2 Airline:
To board the plane, you have your ticket stamped ten
different times by standing in ten different lines. Then
you fill out a form showing where you want to sit and
whether the plane should look and feel like an ocean liner,
a passenger train, or a bus. If you succeed in getting on
board the plane and the plane succeeds in getting off the
ground, you have a wonderful trip...
except for the times when the rudder and flaps get frozen in
position, in which case you have time to say your prayers
and get in crash position.
Windows Airline:
The airport terminal is nice and colorful, with friendly
stewards and stewardesses, easy access to the plane, and a
completely uneventful takeoff...then, once in the air, the
plane blows up without any warning whatsoever.
Win NT Airline:
Everyone marches out on the runway, says the password in
unison, and forms the outline of an airplane. Then they all
sit down and make a whooshing sound like they're flying.
Unix Airline:
Everyone brings one piece of the plane with them when they
come to the airport. They all go out on the runway and put
the plane together piece by piece, arguing constantly about
what kind of plane they're building.
Mach Airline:
There is no airplane. The passengers gather and shout for
an airplane, then wait and wait and wait and wait. A bunch
of people come, each carrying one piece of the plane with
them. These people all go out on the runway and put the
plane together piece by piece, arguing constantly about what
kind of plane they're building. The plane finally takes
off, leaving the passengers on the ground waiting and
waiting and waiting and waiting. After the plane lands, the
pilot telephones the passengers at the departing airport to
inform them they have arrived.
Newton Airline:
After buying your tickets 18 months in advance, you finally
get to board the plane. Upon boarding the plane, you are
asked for your name. After 4-6 times, the crew member
recognizes your name and you are then allowed to take your
seat. As you are getting ready to take your eat, the
steward announces that you will have to repeat the boarding
process because they are out of room and need to recount to
make sure they can take more passengers.
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Nyuck, Nyuck.
- -Paulo
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