Why? Because, collectively, it seems humankind decided that today was the day to solve problems by killing strangers. Which hasn't made today different than any other day, except for the asymptotic approach to our limit of patience and tolerance. Though I wonder, what patience does murder deserve? What tolerance?
Each death, a black lifeless pebble. Plink!
Add it to the pile of pebbles in the world's fragile glass chalice. Plink!
Watch it threaten to splinter and break our unsteady socio-political balance. Plink! It's hard to tell, though. Is it just a glint or a thinly spidering crack...?
Plink! Whoops, there goes our globe!
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Locally, though? I'm sick. And there's more layoffs. Not me. Friends.
And because of that, today's post is dedicated to Ramaraju K.
 Meet Ram: He'll be back. Groan... |
I've been fortunate enough to meet great people thanks to this career. But no developer I've met has been funnier than Ramaraju. I should have acted on my first instinct: which was to collect all the scraps of his dry wit into some collection and publish it here. But I was too lazy.
His wit is sooo dry. Pour some sand into a stone pot, put it in a microwave, and make a joke.
Since I don't have an example, I'll just describe him. He's got ...he's got...kind of..sort of an Oscar Levant wit, but with shorter quips, spoken with an Apu Nahasapeemapetilon accent.
Which makes me snort just thinking about it. What a lovely guy. Thanks, Ram. You'll be missed. Side note: Ram fixed more software bugs than anyone else in our dev team. He's a machine. Prospective employers, please note: Hire him.
"Did you wake up one day to find that you had become a computer programmer almost entirely by accident?"