Hey RAM
Having just finished watching the movie Eagle Eye in which a malfunctioning super-computer called ARIA controls virtually anything electronic, I wondered how increasingly dependent we are getting on machines & technology. I remembered this funny poem that is a sort of an anthem for Luddites -
Remember when........
A computer was something on TV from
a science fiction show of note
a window was something you hated to clean and ram was
the cousin of a goat
Meg was the name of my girlfriend
and gig was a job for the nights
now they all mean different things
and that really mega bytes
An application was for employment
a program was a TV show
a cursor used profanity
a keyboard was a piano
Memory was something that you lost with age
a CD was a bank account and
if you had a 3 1/2" floppy you hoped nobody found out
Compress was something you did to the garbage
not something you did to a file and
if you unzipped anything in public you'd be in jail
for a while
Log on was adding wood to the fire
hard drive was a long trip on the road
a mouse pad was where a mouse lived
and a backup happened to your commode
Cut you did with a pocket knife
paste you did with glue
a web was a spider's home
and a virus was the flu
I guess I'll stick to my pad and paper
and the memory in my head
I hear nobody's been killed in a computer crash
but when it happens they wish they were dead.
(BTW, Hey Ram (in Hindi) or "Oh Ram!" or "Oh God!" were the last words of Mahatma Gandhi)
Remember when........
A computer was something on TV from
a science fiction show of note
a window was something you hated to clean and ram was
the cousin of a goat
Meg was the name of my girlfriend
and gig was a job for the nights
now they all mean different things
and that really mega bytes
An application was for employment
a program was a TV show
a cursor used profanity
a keyboard was a piano
Memory was something that you lost with age
a CD was a bank account and
if you had a 3 1/2" floppy you hoped nobody found out
Compress was something you did to the garbage
not something you did to a file and
if you unzipped anything in public you'd be in jail
for a while
Log on was adding wood to the fire
hard drive was a long trip on the road
a mouse pad was where a mouse lived
and a backup happened to your commode
Cut you did with a pocket knife
paste you did with glue
a web was a spider's home
and a virus was the flu
I guess I'll stick to my pad and paper
and the memory in my head
I hear nobody's been killed in a computer crash
but when it happens they wish they were dead.
(BTW, Hey Ram (in Hindi) or "Oh Ram!" or "Oh God!" were the last words of Mahatma Gandhi)
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