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			<title>How the Internet Began... | Thanks for sharing!</title>
			<author>Kathi Stock</author>
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			<link>http://www.proz.com/post/23054#23054</link>
			<pubDate>Fri, 05 Jul 2002 14:54:00 +0000</pubDate>
			<description>&lt;b&gt;Forum:&lt;/b&gt; Off topic&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Topic:&lt;/b&gt; How the Internet Began...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poster:&lt;/b&gt; Kathi Stock&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Post title:&lt;/b&gt; Thanks for sharing!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I enjoyed reading those little stories </description>
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			<title>How the Internet Began... | Ode to the Works of William of Gates</title>
			<author>Jack Doughty</author>
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			<link>http://www.proz.com/post/23012#23012</link>
			<pubDate>Fri, 05 Jul 2002 04:22:00 +0000</pubDate>
			<description>&lt;b&gt;Forum:&lt;/b&gt; Off topic&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Topic:&lt;/b&gt; How the Internet Began...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poster:&lt;/b&gt; Jack Doughty&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Post title:&lt;/b&gt; Ode to the Works of William of Gates&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;THE WINDOWS OF CHANGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Long, long ago, in ancient times, in 1991,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I bought my first computer and was pleased with what Id done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;My Amstrad 1640 now enabled me to start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Word processing, which up to then had been an unknown art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Corrections could be made on screen before I printed out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;And paragraphs within my work could now be moved about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Word processing went on from there and reached another stage,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;When What You See is What You Get showed how it looked on page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;My Amstrad wasnt brilliant with Word Perfect Five Point One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It coped, but now it seemed a chore, where once it had been fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;And so I got a three-eight-six to put affairs to rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Its hard disc memory contained two hundred megabytes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Which was enough to get me into Microsofts new heaven,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Where icons could be clicked upon in Windows Three-Eleven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;And then there came the Internet, another dawning age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It took me twenty minutes just to load a single page!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;My next one was a Pentium, my fortunes to revive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;This one was good enough to cope with Windows Ninety-Five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It was a great improvement, the neatest version yet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;And now at last I had my chance to reach the Internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;To do that more efficiently, and at a faster rate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I thought I would upgrade once more, to Windows Ninety-Eight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The Pentium could handle this, it served for quite a while,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;But programs got still bigger, to give more class and style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I added Word 2000 and Uninstaller Six.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Of great size and complexity, they did fantastic tricks -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;But did them sluggishly, because the Pentium was slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It was well past its sell-by date, and so it had to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The new ones much more powerful, with massive memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Its Windows is Millennium, known better as M-E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It handles all my programs and could cope with many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Ill love it  for about three years, or maybe even four;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;But then Ill want another change, and so it will proceed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;For bytes build up to kilobytes to meet our growing need,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;And kilobytes have Megabytes upon their backs to bite em,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;And Megabytes have Gigabytes, and so ad infinitum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;</description>
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			<title>How the Internet Began... | Auh y Cecilia: son geniales!</title>
			<author>MikeGarcia</author>
			<category>Off topic</category>
			<link>http://www.proz.com/post/22996#22996</link>
			<pubDate>Thu, 04 Jul 2002 23:02:00 +0000</pubDate>
			<description>&lt;b&gt;Forum:&lt;/b&gt; Off topic&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Topic:&lt;/b&gt; How the Internet Began...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poster:&lt;/b&gt; MikeGarcia&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Post title:&lt;/b&gt; Auh y Cecilia: son geniales!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Ni todos los pergaminos del Mar Muerto y los profetas podran lograr una descripcin tan ajustada de la mayor droga del mundo de hoy, que es la Web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Adems, que capacidad satrica que tienen ambas! Deberan pensar en comercializarla,aunque suene algo materialista.&lt;br /&gt;[addsig]</description>
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			<title>How the Internet Began... | Wow</title>
			<author>SusanP</author>
			<category>Off topic</category>
			<link>http://www.proz.com/post/22967#22967</link>
			<pubDate>Thu, 04 Jul 2002 17:39:00 +0000</pubDate>
			<description>&lt;b&gt;Forum:&lt;/b&gt; Off topic&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Topic:&lt;/b&gt; How the Internet Began...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poster:&lt;/b&gt; SusanP&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Post title:&lt;/b&gt; Wow&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Me  encanta!!!</description>
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			<title>How the Internet Began... | Of the Fate of William of Gates</title>
			<author>Parrot</author>
			<category>Off topic</category>
			<link>http://www.proz.com/post/22962#22962</link>
			<pubDate>Thu, 04 Jul 2002 16:41:00 +0000</pubDate>
			<description>&lt;b&gt;Forum:&lt;/b&gt; Off topic&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Topic:&lt;/b&gt; How the Internet Began...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poster:&lt;/b&gt; Parrot&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Post title:&lt;/b&gt; Of the Fate of William of Gates&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And it came to pass that, after many years of stunning success, William of Gates was summoned by his Maker, of Whom he had precious little idea, as it had never concerned him too well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;-- Oh William, I am in a great dilemma. I do not know if you have done good or evil, since you have invented a Monster called Windows, and yet you have made life easier for many. I will thus allow you to choose: do you wish to go to Heaven or to Hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;-- Lord, I had never thought about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;-- Well, look, I will let you see both, and you yourself will choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;-- So be it, Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;So William went up to Heaven and saw the choirs of angels singing and thought, \&quot;what a drag\&quot;. And thereafter he went down to Hell, where a white, sandy beach opened up to his vision, with clear blue waters, shady palms and beautiful nymphs playing amidst the waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;-- Lord, send me to hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Thus it was decreed. One year later, as the Maker walked through the Eternal Spheres, He found Brother William chained to a flogging post under a relentless sun, with blood and sweat dripping from his brow, and He asked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;-- How goeth it, Brother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;-- Badly, Lord, whatever happened to the sandy beach, the blue waters, the shady palms and the lovely nymphs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;-- Beach? Waters? Nymphs? Aaaah ... the screen-saver ... !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;</description>
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			<title>How the Internet Began... | Esta jovencita...</title>
			<author>Carlos Moreno</author>
			<category>Off topic</category>
			<link>http://www.proz.com/post/22958#22958</link>
			<pubDate>Thu, 04 Jul 2002 15:50:00 +0000</pubDate>
			<description>&lt;b&gt;Forum:&lt;/b&gt; Off topic&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Topic:&lt;/b&gt; How the Internet Began...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poster:&lt;/b&gt; Carlos Moreno&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Post title:&lt;/b&gt; Esta jovencita...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Siempre introduciendo el desorden!!!!!!!!!</description>
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			<title>How the Internet Began... | and I always thought it was Al Gore (or so he claimed!)</title>
			<author>swisstell</author>
			<category>Off topic</category>
			<link>http://www.proz.com/post/22957#22957</link>
			<pubDate>Thu, 04 Jul 2002 15:34:00 +0000</pubDate>
			<description>&lt;b&gt;Forum:&lt;/b&gt; Off topic&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Topic:&lt;/b&gt; How the Internet Began...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poster:&lt;/b&gt; swisstell&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Post title:&lt;/b&gt; and I always thought it was Al Gore (or so he claimed!)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;On 2002-07-04 13:47, lmolea wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;this is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;</description>
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			<title>How the Internet Began... | LOL</title>
			<author>Lydia Molea</author>
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			<link>http://www.proz.com/post/22942#22942</link>
			<pubDate>Thu, 04 Jul 2002 13:47:00 +0000</pubDate>
			<description>&lt;b&gt;Forum:&lt;/b&gt; Off topic&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Topic:&lt;/b&gt; How the Internet Began...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poster:&lt;/b&gt; Lydia Molea&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Post title:&lt;/b&gt; LOL&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;this is good!</description>
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			<title>How the Internet Began...</title>
			<author>Aurora Humarán (X)</author>
			<category>Off topic</category>
			<link>http://www.proz.com/post/22941#22941</link>
			<pubDate>Thu, 04 Jul 2002 13:31:00 +0000</pubDate>
			<description>&lt;b&gt;Forum:&lt;/b&gt; Off topic&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Topic:&lt;/b&gt; How the Internet Began...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poster:&lt;/b&gt; Aurora Humarán (X)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I really did not know where to post this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It was not written by Emily Dickinson or Jane Austen or William Blake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It is anonymous but worth reading!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;   Aurora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;How the Internet Began&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;In ancient Israel, it came to pass that a trader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;by the name of Abraham Com did take unto himself a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;young wife by the name of Dot. And Dot Com was a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;comely woman, broad of shoulder and long of leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Indeed, she had been called Amazon Dot Com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;She said unto Abraham, her husband, \&quot;Why doth thou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;travel far from town to town with thy goods when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;thou can trade without ever leaving thy tent?\&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;And Abraham did look at her as though she were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;several saddle bags short of a camel load, but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;simply said, \&quot;How, Dear?\&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;And Dot replied, \&quot;I will place drums in all the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;towns and drums in between to send messages saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;what you have for sale and they will reply telling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;you which hath the best price. And the sale can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;made on the drums and delivery made by Uriah\&#039;s Pony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Stable (UPS).\&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Abraham thought long and decided he would let Dot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;have her way with the drums. The drums rang out and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;were an immediate success. Abraham sold all the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;goods he had at the top price, without ever moving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;from his tent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;But this success did arouse envy. A man named&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Maccabia did secret himself inside Abraham\&#039;s drum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;and was accused of insider trading. And the young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;men did take to Dot Com\&#039;s trading as doth the greedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;horsefly take to camel dung. They were called&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Nomadic Ecclesiastical Rich Dominican Siderites, or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;NERDS for short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;And lo, the land was so feverish with joy at the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;new riches and the deafening sound of drums that no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;one noticed that the real riches were going to the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;drum maker, one Brother William of Gates, who bought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;up every drum company in the land. And indeed did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;insist on making drums that would work only with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Brother Gates\&#039; drumheads and drumsticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Dot did say, \&quot;Oh, Abraham, what we have started is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;being taken over by others.\&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;And as Abraham looked out over the Bay of Ezekiel,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;or as it came to be known \&quot;eBay\&quot; he said, \&quot;We need a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;name that reflects what we are,\&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;and Dot replied, \&quot;Young Ambitious Hebrew Owner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Operators.\&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;\&quot;YAHOO\&quot;, said Abraham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;And that is how it all began. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;</description>
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