How I learned to stop worrying and love computers

This is a tale that starts back in the ancient days of the 1960's when the pterydactyls flapped through the skys over San Francisco Bay and I went for 8 years without owning a television set...

When I was an undergraduate at UC Bezerkeley in the early 1960's computers were not appreciated outside of the engineering department and only super intense, generally male math majors were also interested in computers. In fact the overall response to computers could be summed up in the chorus of one of the Free Speech Movenment's holiday carols sung to the tune of "Joy to the World"

Joy to the world, the word has come
Clar Kerr* has called us red.
If you're not 49 percent, you can't work for the government
The Knowledge Factory
Produces more GNP
Without your subversion on its property


Oh do not fold or spindle, oh do not fold or spindle,
oh do not fold or spindle, or mutiiiilate.

(* president of UC B)