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[hyuri]

it strikes me as somehow ironic that I begged my grandmother to buy me a copy of TurboLinux 2.0 when I saw it on the shelf at Fry's, passing up the copy of FreeBSD lying next to it; that I switched to Slackware, painfully downloading slackzip over and over starting with version 3.4 on a 33.6kbit phone line long after my parents went to bed, installing it on a 500MB partition that I shared with my brother; that I later begged my mother to buy me the Slackware 7.1 4-disc+book box instead of the game I'd been drooling over for weeks; that I downloaded and burned Slackware 8.1 to the lone CD-R I had at the time; that the Slackware 9.0 disc I have was made entirely "by hand": I downloaded each file, downloaded Cygnus and cdrtools, and used mkisofs to create an ISO image because the official Slackware image was missing the k disk set; that I've killed hundreds of dollars worth of hardware and data through my dedication to learning Linux -- and to using Slackware as my tool -- and now I'm using my latest Slackware installation to download its replacement.

I'm switching to Red Hat as soon as I burn the discs. this makes me sad, as though I'm somehow betraying my dedication to Slackware, to the less popular and less polished, yet somehow friendlier distribution. but it's broken, and I can't tolerate that.