A parody of Eddy Poe’s “The Raven”
Once upon a platform tired, while my code
was stranded, mired in a pool of leaky pointers running up the mem’ry load,
while I started to debug it, suddenly I screamed “Oh f*** it!”, and decided to
just chuck it in the hallway guest commode.
Then discovered: managed code.
Ah, distinctly I remember, bugs caused by a private member, and
later having to call AddRefs and Releases by the busload, These things, they
fill me with regret, time wasted on pointer management, Now, simply Fire And
Forget! Oh the freedom newly bestowed!
Thank you, thank you, managed code.
Of course the bloat is sometimes scary, and IL can be kind of
hairy, And there’s this Tower of Babel thing that is threat’ning to explode. I
mean, Perl and Python and Eiffel and all the scripting langs are just a ball
but please, for God’s sake, NOT COBOL! Java, even, but not THAT toad,
running in my managed code.
I traded in my GIT and SCM, my
registry (which was kind of dumb) and in return I got C# and the CLR, my new
abode. And VS7, though often crashing, as a tool is really smashing. I shan’t
bore you by rehashing the gifts .NET has bestowed.
Just be grateful: managed code.
Justin Gehtland [