[DUG] The Sons of Khan and the Pascal Spring

[Steve Peacocke]

I wonder how many actually remember Philip Khan.

Steve

On Tuesday, 17 January 2012, Stefan Mueller <muellers at orcl-toolbox.com>
wrote:
> Just found it on “The Register” today and thought it makes for an amusing
(but a bit longwinded) read:
>
> http://www.theregister.co.uk/2012/01/16/verity_stob_sons_of_khan_2011/
>
>
>
> The woes of Techdom
>
> 1.      And it came to pass that the seasons rose and fell, and financial
crisis waned while new financial crisis waxed, and the Kimjongilia flower
did wither and fade on the vine.
>
> 2.      But misfortune struck the code cutters of Java, who were still on
their never-ending pilgrimage to the land of Lambda, whence other pilgrims
had long since been and gone and shrunk the T-shirt.
>
> 3.      And they awakened one morning to discover that they no longer
worshipped the Sun god, but now did owe their allegiance unto the Mighty
Beard. Bummer.
>
> 4.      But the Sharpers of Dotnet were also troubled, especially the
cult of Silver Light. And they looked fearfully upon the antics of the high
priest of the Softies, saying: What the blazes doth Fester think he playeth
at?
>
> 5.      However, the Sharpers were laughing compared with the fate of the
tribe of Flashinites. For the departed god Steve had cursed them with
a great curse.
>
> 6.      And He had stationed a cherubim with a flaming sword which turned
every direction to guard the way to the store of apps, and banished them
from the sweet money orchards of Cupertino.
>
> 7.      Wherefore the king of the Flashinites, that is called Adobe, did
consider hard and long.
>
> 8.      Yeah, he considered for longer than it taketh a Dellish machine
to reboot with yet another Acrobat upgrade.
>
> 9.      Then, when he had finished thinking, Adobe did ungird his loins.
And he did conceal the sword of resistance into the scabbard of abrupt
capitulation, and the shield of technicalleadership into the
cupboard-under-the-stairs of user base abandonment.
>
> 10.   Yet even the Æsthetes, that art the disciples which loveth the
Jesus phone the most, were discontent.
>
> 11.   Wherefore the language of the Æsthetes was Æbjective C.
>
> 12.   And this Æbjective C is about as æsthetic as the secret mouldy side
of the last orange in the bowl, that one discovereth abruptly when one
taketh it up.
>
> 13.   Yet the Æsthetes admitted this not.
>
> 14.   And so it went on, among all the tribes and cults and sects in the
land of developers, there flourished the stinking weed of discontent.
>
> 15.   And every geek that micturateth against the wall was baffled and
afraid.
>
> Opportunity knocketh
>
> 1.      And in those times the elders of the tribe of the Sons of Kahn
did live in the discotheque of Embarcadearohdearohdearyme. And they looked
out upon this chaos.
>
> 2.      And they saw that it was good.
>
> 3.      For one elder spake up in this manner: if we punt out a decent
version of Delphi now, we could be onto a fantastic hearts-and-minds win,
and we will enjoy the Second Coming of Pascal.
>
> 4.      For all we need do is make it more modern than Java, and more
'native'-allowing-the-inference-but-certainly-not-actually-stating-faster
than C#, and more Apple-friendly than Flash, and less hideous than
Æbjective C.
>
> 5.      And targetting not only on both 32- and 64-bit Windows, but
also Mac OS and iOS.
>
> 6.      So the blessed users of Delphi may loll around in the sweet money
orchards ofCupertino.
>
> 7.      And little children shall once more dangle their elses in the
limpid brook, and weave repeat/until loops from honeysuckle blossoms, and
even declare local procedures.

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