Hello! My name is John. I'm a species complex.
SOME PEOPLE call me David's dad. Others call me Mr. Spurgeon. You may call me either or John P. or John Paul or John Paul Spurgeon. Just don't call me late for dinner. Sometimes, when I'm quiet, I can hear the voice of The Little Hacker. I've been told my Hacker's not real—that He's only in my head. You may be the judge of that.
I do not want to charge you too much in the way of your precious time, but if you please—I would like you to thank me for allowing you to make the acquaintance of Le Petit Hacker, The Little Hacker's Sancho Panza, who tags along beside Him on His horse (when they ride, of course) singing songs full of wit and charm and chivalry. He's been with The Hacker since birth. He's also known as Him. Whenever they encounter grown-ups who seem to be all enlightened, He gives them a test. They want know how long it will take them to pass. If you find Him and He tests you, it might feel like He's killing you over and over again. But trust Him. We won't hurt you.
John (jspurgeon@acm.org)
