| Hacker Tarot Cards by Bard Bloom |
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| The FOOL: A manager using a SPARCStation 413,1432 to run a screensaver. The MAGICIAN: A hacker with a Mac, a Pentium box, a Sparc, and a Cray on the table in front of him - all running the same program with the same GUI. An infinity sign is over his head. The HIGH PRIESTESS: A woman holding the ocumentation, closed and concealed. The crescent moon is showing on an Indigo behind her. The EMPEROR: Steve Jobs sitting on a NeXT cube, holding an optical disk vertically in his hand. The EMPRESS: A secretary with a NeXT Machine. The HEIROPHANT: Bill Gates with two flunkies kneeling before him, their faces averted, offering him floppy disks. He wears a laptop computer on his head. The LOVERS: A PowerMAC and an IBM Power PC exchanging software as an angel bathed in glory regards them. The CHARIOT: A man in a chariot, hurtling up an exponential curve, drawn by the twin sphinxes of Technology (black) and Culture (white). STRENGTH: A woman holding the entire design and implementation of Microsoft Excel in her mind as she corrects the final error. An infinity sign is over her head. The HERMIT: An old hacker, white-bearded, burns the midnight oil; its Star-of-David flame illuminates his keyboard. The WHEEL OF FORTUNE: A rotating wheel. Cray is on the side going down, despite its good technology; Smalltalk is opposite it, and C++ is sitting on top. Four winged beings -- a mouse, a turtle, a dog-cow, and a human -- look on. JUSTICE: A cold-faced woman holds a calculator in one hand and a delete-key in the other. The HANGED MAN: A programmer is tied by his ankle to a cable duct. His phase is completely shifted: he awakens at sunset, he sleeps at dawn. His monitor is reverse-video. He programs on, flawlessly, oblivious to his circumstances. DEATH: A skeleton wielding a scythe surveys a field, on which are scattered PDP-11s, Apple ]['s, IBM 360/91's, Xerox Alto's, and many other machines. TEMPERANCE: An angel stands with one foot on her chair and one on the floor, as she copies files from one disk to another. A cursor blinks from her chest. The DEVIL: The goat-headed Lord of the Pit stands on a pile of Windows manuals, holding an inverted torch in one hand. Two humans, male and female, are in chains at his feet. The TOWER: An ivory tower is struck by a bolt of lightning. Two robed figures, denied tenure, are hurtled to the ground. The STAR: A Mac is running its `warp' screen saver, in a transient fragile moment of peace. The MOON: A wolf and a jackal are typing at two PC's. A crayfish crawls out of a pool, offering suggestions that may ultimately prove deadly. The moon shines through a window. The SUN: A naked child riding a winged rocking horse programs clever applications on a high-quality workstation. JUDGMENT: An angel blows a trumpet; all over the net, web pages arise, to be rated Cool or not. The WORLD: A woman dances on the clouds, unclothed, unencumbered, in a ring of clouds, a 3-d mouse in each hand. The four winged beings from the Wheel of Fortune surround her. |
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