Re: signatures and keyservers
ozymandias G desiderata [really?] wrote:
> Of course, this would be a different story if the web of trust were in
> more common usage, but it's not, outside of debian-maintainers and
> some small klatches of die-hard cypherpunks, some of whom are too
> paranoid to admit who they know anyway.
Besides Morpheus, Neo, and Trinity, of course... :-)
> Sorry for the off-topicness, but you pushed one of my buttons, Hubert.
>
> Forrest L Norvell,
> GnuPG key available upon request ;)
At the risk of going further off-topic, your non-de-plume reminded
me of a poignant prophetic priceless parody you've probably never seen
unless you participated in the VM Group of SHARE, Inc. during the
late 1980s when IBM began its move away from mainframe source code
distribution (OCO--Object Code Only). I found it again in the VMSHARE
Archives at Princeton...
File: MEMO HUMOR90
Append on 04/13/90 at 23:16 by Donna Walker, VM New User Project, 301/564-0300:
In cleaning out my office at home, I ran across the following which was
just too good to pass up! I couldn't find a date, though I'd put it
somewhere after 1982! :-)
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P.B.S. Nixes O.C.O.
Popular Poet Pooh-poohs Pusillanimous Program Protection Policy
Percy Bysshe Shelley, long silent on matters of concern to the
computer industry, has just announced a new release of
"Ozymandias," his well-known commentary on the transience and
futility of unchecked power. Typically, he has placed in the
public domain the entire source for the new release, which we
publish with the original for update and maintenance purposes.
Ozymandias O.C.O. Madness
(Ozymandias, Release 2)
I met a traveler from an I met a former client of Big
antique land Blue
Who said: "Two vast and Who said: "Our vast but
trunkless legs of stone sourceless tapes of code
Stand in the desert. Near Mold in the archive. Near
them, on the sand, them, molding too,
Half sunk, a shattered visage Lie heaps of salvage hardware,
lies, whose frown, once so proud
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of To run those systems now
cold command, eclipsed from view.
Tell that its sculptor well Our refuse tells how well we
those passions read read the cost
Which yet survive (stamped on Of waiting for "the fix." Old
these lifeless things), software thugs
The hand that mocked them and Were stymied, true; old
the heart that fed; customers were lost.
And on the pedestal these On distribution tapes these
words appear: words appear:
'My name is Ozymandias, king 'My name's O.C.O. Madness,
of kings; King of Bugs;
Look on my works, ye Mighty, View not my source, just run
and despair!' me, sans repair!'
Nothing beside remains. Round Nothing beside remains. Our
the decay revenues
Of that colossal wreck, Now go to vendors not allied
boundless and bare with SHARE
The lone and level sands For living systems we can mold
stretch far away." and use."
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