*****›  CONTINUED FROM CREATION PART ONE›› THE FALL OF MAN›› Late  in  the  sixth day of creation,› woman called man at work  and  begged› him  to  come  home  for  dinner  was› getting    cold.     Man   grudgingly› consented, but brought home with  him› a copy of the system documentation to› study.›› After   dinner,   woman   cooed  some› suggestive little sighs  and  slipped› invitingly  into  bed.  Man followed,› but -- being beat after a hard day at› the office -- fell straight to sleep.› Woman   had  an  indescribably  inner› feeling that this was not how  things› should be on their first night in bed› (or in existence, for  that  matter),› and disdainfully flung man's notebook› from the nightstand.  The  book  fell› open  to  an  important-looking  page› marked "WARNING" in bold letters.›› Now,    woman    was   possessed   of› insatiable curiosity.  GOD,  we  must› assume,  had  been  entirely familiar› with contemporary Greed  writings  on› the  subject,  particularly  with the› escapades of a wayward feminist named› Pandora.   At  any rate, woman picked› up the book and read:  WARNING:  "You› I    have    created    to   maintain› application programs and  to  operate› My beloved I.B.M.  You may partake of› My utilities, My Fortran,  My  files,› tapes  and  flowcharts.   But with My› operating   system,  thou  shalt  not› tamper, for  to  the  use  it  giveth› unlimited MASTER MODE powers . . . ."›› Woman  --  being as greedy as she was› beautiful -- immediately  woke  man. › She derided him for his sheepishness,› for his lack of initiative,  for  his› cowering before a silly machine.  She› filled  his  mind  with  thoughts  of› power and greed, and instilled in him› the  resolve  to  win for himself all› the   privileges   of  the  operating› system.› Besides, reasoned woman, as Boss, man› won't  come home dead tired and might› be worth something after dinner  .  .› .›› So,  man  returned  to  work the next› day,   intent   on   breaching    the› operating  system.   He  needled,  he› patched,  he  disguised clever little› traps in his programs  which  --  for› tantalyzingly brief periods of time -› - slipped into Master Mode.   By  the› end  of  the  seventh day, man was so› close   to  mastering  the  operating› system that he didn't  go  home  'til› very  late.  So pleased was he -- and› so sure that  the  coming  day  would› reward  him  with  total  control  of› GOD's  own system -- that he whistled› all the way home,  and  when  he  got› there snuck into the bedroom and gave› woman a pleasant surprise ...........›› Early on the eighth day, man did it. › GOD  was  on  the   terminal   early,› playing Blackjack with His computer. › So   man   was  able  to  submit  his› carefully-prepared batch job  without› being  noticed.   The  system burped,› GOD's terminal blinked once but  then› all  was  normal.  Man's heart lept. › It was his operating system now,  not› GOD's.  For a moment he stood stunned› with the impact of his move.  Then --›  with  a  self-assurance  that   only› novice    programmers    can    truly› appreciate  --  he  seated himself at› the master console,  and  pushed  the› attention  key.   His hands trembling› with excitement,  he  began  to  type› "DELETE G-O-D."›› BINGO›› Just  as  He  was  about  to  hit the› carriage   return  --  and  with  the› system $500 ahead in GOD's  blackjack› game  (God holding 20 for a thousand-› dollar pot) -- the  system  crashed. › GOD was furious.›› "You  ignored My Warning!" said He to› man,  as  woman  wailed  pathetically› that she had had nothing to  do  with› it.  "You violated My beloved system,› and dared think that you could become› as one with GOD."›› He  waved  man  disdainfully from His› sight.   He  then  reached  into  His› I.B.M.,   took  a  handful  of  core,› mutilated it a little, and  flung  it› after man.›› "Go,"  said  He to the slice of core,› "and multiply into a host of inferior› systems,  each  more  prostituted and› glitch-filled  that  the  last.   And› perhaps   if  man's  time  is  wasted› debugging inferior systems,  I  won't› be bothered by him."›› And  that -- according to the book of› Bytes -- is why the world consists of› two  types of computers:  IBM (better› known  today,  as  8  BIT  130XE  and› upgraded 800XL's) and all the rest.›› And so it is that certain individuals› are born to serve GOD's favorite IBM,› (better known as ATARI 8  BIT)  while› others  are  condemned  to suffer the› damnation of amateur "other" computer› companies.›› But  if  you're  very  good,  and  if› you're  honest  and  trustworthy  and› like  to  work  twenty  hours  a  day› without material reward, then you may› well hope that one day  you  will  be› selected  to move up through Xerox to› Burroughs to Honeywell to  Univac  to› that  great  system  in the sky whose› name inspire men to this very day  --› ATARI,   (better known as ATARI 8 BIT› 130XE or upgraded 800XL's). Then, you› too can be an EDITOR of a newsletter,› or a BBS SYSOP!›› THE MORAL TO THE STORY IS:...........›› DON'T  GET  STUCK  BUYING  A  PROBLEM› CAUSING INFERIOR I.B.M., OR  A CLONE,› ............. INSTEAD ...............› BUY AN ATARI 130XE OR UPGRADED  800XL› INSTEAD,  AND YOU WILL BE ON YOUR WAY› TO HEAVEN!›               ******››