To Ada Lovelace

Oh Ada Lovelace, you are the first real programmer, and you would have wept tears to see that your art -your child by the right of birth!- became infected by the depraving powers of money and time management. The dirt corrupted the beauty and what children it spun!

Your programming language, Ada, is used to construct precision drones. You have killed billions with your poetic creation. Welcome in the real world, baby.

Happy Valentine.