Dec 06 2010

To root, or not to root

To root, or not to root: that is the question:

Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer

The crap of HTC is not outrageous fortune,

Or to take arms against a sea of useless apps,

And by opposing end them? To root, to be free;

No more; and by freedom to say we end

The heart-ache and the thousand worthless apps

That cannot be uninstalled, ‘tis unavailable option

Devoutly to be wish’d. To root, to be free:

To freedom, perchance to control: ay, there’s the rub:

For that freedom of rooting what mistakes may come

When we have removed the controls in place that make us mortal,

Must give us pause; there’s the respect

That makes calamity of superuser privs;

For who would bear the segfaults and core dumps of time,

The oppressor’s wrong, the geek’s contumely,

The prags of despised garbage-ware, the sudo’s delay,

The insolence of Footprints and the Peep

That patient merit of the unworthy takes,

When he himself might his rm –rf make

With a bare sudo? Who would fardels bear?

To grunt and swear under a weary life,

But that the dread of something after root,

The undiscover’d access from whose bourn

No n00b returns, puzzles the will

And makes us rather bear those typos we have

Than make other that we know not of?

Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;

And thus the native hue of resolution

Is sicklied o’er with the pale cast of thought,

And enterprises of great pith and moment

With this regard their currents turn awry,

And lose the stability of my phone. – root you now!

The fair Incredible! Fantastic, in thy orisons

Be all my sudo remember’d.

(from Hamlet 3/1 – slightly altered by Eric Silva)

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