Hacking @ Threaded

A Hacker's Lot

(to the tune of A Policeman's Lot from
Gilbert & Sullivan's The Pirates of Penzance)
(italicized words are sung by the chorus)
by Brad Needham

When a hacker's not engaged in compilation, compilation,
Or single-stepping code in adb, adb,
His/her concept of enlightened conversation, conversation,
Is as far removed from coding as can be, as can be.
One misnomer is as good as any other; any other,
A "hacker" is the soul who makes things run, makes things run,
Ah, take one consideration with another, with another,
A hacker's lot is not a happy one.
Oh, a hacker is the soul who makes things run, makes things run;
A hackers lot is not a happy one, happy one.

Though our lucid comments gush with human feeling, human feeling,
And clearly document each program's works, program's works,
The remote mail system shows no signs of healing, sign of healing,
And nroff still contains annoying quirks, 'noyying quirks,
Our aesthetics we, with difficulty, smother; 'culty smother,
When an "rm -r *" must be undone, be undone,
Taking one consideration with another, with another,
A hacker's lot is not a happy one.
Oh, when an "rm -r *" must be undone, be undone,
A hacker's lot is not a happy one, happy one.

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