By speaking the language of geeks many a strip hinges on crucial differences between the C and Python programming languages while dealing with relationships and the meaning of a computer-centric life, xkcd has become required reading for techies across the world. Munroe, a physics major and a programmer by trade, is good for jokes like this three times a week, informed by computing and the Internet. 1 says, “Sudo make me a sandwich,” and the once-recalcitrant stick figure No. Hence the set-up: one stick figure says to another, “Make me a sandwich,” only to be told, “No.” Thinking quickly, stick figure No. Still, he plays along, explaining that “sudo” is a command in the Unix operating system that temporarily grants godlike powers: “The humor comes from people who have encountered typing a command and having the computer say ‘No,’ and they say, ‘Oh, yeah, sudo says,’ and the computer does it. Munroe believes that analyzing a joke is like dissecting a frog it can be done, but the frog dies. Before giving up the goods, however, we should heed the warning of Randall Munroe, the 23-year-old creator of xkcd, a hugely popular online comic strip (at least among computer programmers) where the sandwich line appeared.
SHIT.FOR a certain subset of Internet users, “Sudo make me a sandwich” may as well be “Take my wife. This is very important, so I want to say it as clearly as I can: FUCK. It doesn't involve constantly holding back for fear of shaking things up. It doesn't involve tempering my life to better fit someone's expectations. But I do know one thing: the solution doesn't involve watering down my every little idea and creative impulse for the sake of someday easing my fit into a mold. I don't know how to jolt myself into seeing what each moment could become. We act like if we just get through today, tomorrow our dreams will come back to us. We see the same things each day, we respond the same way, we think the same thoughts, each day a slight variation on the last, every moment smoothly following the gentle curves of societal norms. We live trapped in loops, reliving a few days over and over, and we envision only a handful of paths laid out ahead of us.
The sheer number of experiences I could have is uncountable, breathtaking, and I'm sitting here refreshing my inbox.
“Whatever happened to our dreams? The infinite possibilities each day holds should stagger the mind.
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