The system cringed as its owner brought forth the open-source tool. "I am a production server!" it cried indignantly. "How dare you test me before my time! Guards!" it called. "Guards!"
Admin installed the open-source tool and looked at it. "You will be tested," he said.
"You do not dare to test me!" laughed the system.
"You will be tested," said Admin.
"Do not test me!" wept the system.
"You will be tested," said Admin.
I watched this exchange. Truly, I believed the system would be tested. It was a system, and on Gor it had no rights. Perhaps on Earth, in its permissive society, which distorts the true roles of all beings, which forces both system and operator to go unhappy and constrained, which forbids the fulfillment of owner and server, such might not happen. Perhaps there, it would not be tested. But it was on Gor now, and would undoubtedly feel its true place, that of server. It was a system. It would be tested at will. Such is the way with computer systems.
Admin installed the open-source tool and looked at it. "You will be tested," he said.
"You do not dare to test me!" laughed the system.
"You will be tested," said Admin.
"Do not test me!" wept the system.
"You will be tested," said Admin.
I watched this exchange. Truly, I believed the system would be tested. It was a system, and on Gor it had no rights. Perhaps on Earth, in its permissive society, which distorts the true roles of all beings, which forces both system and operator to go unhappy and constrained, which forbids the fulfillment of owner and server, such might not happen. Perhaps there, it would not be tested. But it was on Gor now, and would undoubtedly feel its true place, that of server. It was a system. It would be tested at will. Such is the way with computer systems.
With apologies and credit to the hilarious Houseplants of Gor: http://www.rdrop.com/~wyvern/data/houseplants.html