For the new years, your Codefairy would like to offer a lament. She loves how many people have written brilliantly about the poor, cancer sufferers and or dearest friends we have lost from AIDS. She mourns for the innocents in Iraq, Afghanistan and Rwanda.
Today she feels she must write a lament
How bitter the year begins
You fight and rise to the top
Discarding unworthy opponents
Yet here you are assaulted by the unwashed
You gave them your greatness
You gave them your power
Now they take it and use it against you
You offered your very substance, your life blood
And they sucked you dry and keep sucking
Now, as you lay dying, you beg for mercy
Their very greed pulls more bits than you can supply
Parasitic executives and share holders have devoured your vast resources
Hollowed carcasses of Excite, NCR and too many to list rotting away
You are strong, but weak prey grows scarce
Poor, poor, AT&T
The users of iPhone, sucking at your teat until you bleed
You have given so much, but get no respect in return
Poor, poor, AT&T
Your screams are heard by no one
They mock you by drawing your image as the deathstar
They can not feel your pain
Like Mother Teresa, you are doomed to die in poverty
Those in need, have more than you can give
Your only hope in death is sainthood, if your bones be found
We can see the parallels
De La Vega, overworked, glossed over, assiduous MBA says that AT&T just can’t come up with the bandwidth.
Let us all weep for the lesser fortunate.
Now your Codefairy is all verklempt ….
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