The far future: A man sits at a table, staring at a floating hologram display. He watches as an indecipherable block of alphanumeric characters wiggles and splits into two segments. He nods slowly.
He takes a breath and closes his eyes, broadcasting a message to everyone on duty that day.
“Merge the request. Tell Linus#3418 that Wayland is now the default display manager.”
His firstborn son will take over as Linus II, as is tradition.
The far future: A man sits at a table, staring at a floating hologram display. He watches as an indecipherable block of alphanumeric characters wiggles and splits into two segments. He nods slowly.
He takes a breath and closes his eyes, broadcasting a message to everyone on duty that day.
“Merge the request. Tell Linus#3418 that Wayland is now the default display manager.”
Hm, he and his wife are getting on in years. If they want a son, they should probably get on that right away.
He has decided it shall pass on to his eldest daughter, and he has already fulfilled his kingly duties. Long may she reign.