"FWLS66" - читать интересную книгу автора (A Future We'd Like to See)

Life was focused down to a single white-hot point. Until I
got this computer, the light surrounded me, loaded with fun
things to do and see. Places to go. People to meet. Events to
experience. Gradually these things seemed trivial and important,
like little footnotes in my life; things barely worth a mention.
The only thing that really held any interest for me was the
computer. I lost interest in sleep, I lost interest in eating.
I didn't need to eat or sleep because these were matters of the
flesh, outside the pinpoint of life that was the computer.

So I turned it on. The pinpoint wasn't going to expand and
there was nothing else I could do.

The computer went through an archaic bootup sequence,
testing its 512k base memory and beeping the night away.
Finally, after loading some Logitec mouse drivers and announcing
proudly that it was made by Packard Bell, it dropped to a
standard C:\> prompt.

I typed. I knew what to do because there wasn't anything
else possible to do. I took a DIR and came up with the usuals;
autoexec, config, nude gifs of Marina Sirtis. Plus an EXE and
resulting Pascal source code file.

Pascal? It was just as old as the machine. Kindergarten
teachers used it to show little wanna-be genius kids how to bend
the electronic world to their whim. Still, I didn't frown at its
use, and TYPEd the file.

program n(input,output);
uses crt,graph;

begin
{magic happens}
end.

Cute, I thought. It explained why the resulting EXE was
only about six bytes long. I decided to run it.

"It all kind of narrowed down to a funnel, you know?"
William Doors said, crouching down beside the 286 to join me. "I
started Macroware from the top of the funnel. All the world was
my oyster. We were the hottest coder freaks out of Finland,
sought after by every corporation in the galaxy.

"The others didn't want to join up with them. I did. They
always said no and I'd be overruled. I didn't get why they were
apprehensive about entering the world of big business; we were
the BEST, man, we could be pulling in dumptrucks of money if we
wanted to. Eventually I got them to settle for forming our own