A rough account of what I did with Emacs recently.
In 1992, a crack programming unit was "internally reassigned" by an executive star chamber for a checkin they didn't commit. These nerds promptly escaped from a maximum-paperwork office to the cubicle underground. Today, still wanted to make others look good, they survive as authors of fortune(6). If you have a problem, if no one else can help, and if you can find them, maybe you can read the damn system manuals yourself, you NIMROD.Pity it's a bit to long to squish into the .signatures file.
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