četvrtak, 09.12.2010.

arheologija interneta - HAIKU



Jedanaest godina je u povijesti interneta barem kao sto tisuća godina u povijesti čovječanstva. Internetski fosili i artefakti od prije jedanaest godina kao da su iz pretpovijesti. Prije jedanaest godina najnapredniji su radili na Windowsima NT, neprestano je nedostajalo radne memorije (RAM-a), a najgori neprijatelj bilo je „plavi ekran“ čije je pokazivanje značilo uglavnom da je sav prethodni rad nepovratno izgubljen.

Digitalni proizvodi ipak imaju prednost pred onima iz RL (stvarnog života). Moguće ih je oživjeti u istom obliku u kojem jesu, pustiti ponovo u opticaj i time im povratiti život.

Dozvolite mi da za trenutak uskrsnem jedan biser iz tog razdoblja - suptilnu haiku poeziju očajnog kompjuteraša.

Subject: Haiku error messages
Date: Tue, 19 Jan 1999 19:59:12 +0100
From: Quinch
Organization: HiNet
Newsgroups: hr.rec.humor


Windows NT crashed.
I am the Blue Screen of Death.
No one hears your screams.

The code was willing,
It considered your request,
But the chips were weak.

A file that big?
It might be very useful.
But now it is gone.

Chaos reigns within.
Reflect, repent, and reboot.
Order shall return.

This site has been moved.
We'd tell you where, but then we'd
have to delete you.

Stay the patient course
Of little worth is your ire
The network is down

A crash reduces
your expensive computer
to a simple stone.

There is a chasm
of carbon and silicon
the software can't bridge

To have no errors
Would be life without meaning
No struggle, no joy

Out of memory.
We wish to hold the whole sky,
But we never will.

The ten thousand things
How long do any persist?
Netscape, too, has gone.

Serious error.
All shortcuts have disappeared.
Screen. Mind. Both are blank.

Everything is gone;
Your life's work has been destroyed.
Squeeze trigger (yes/no)?





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