an evening with ajax
The following is an attempted work of humor. Don't take it personal. Laugh.
One summer evening night, a crowd gathers around a red carpet in Hollywood. Two reporters are discussing the event of the night.
"Though it's only 2005, Time has already decided to name the Man of the Millennium."
"That's right Tom. Only five years into this current millennium, it seems we've already found our man. Ajax has proven that no one in the next 995 years will be able to beat his popularity and worth."
"I agree, Bob. Ajax has single-handedly solved, not only all of the Web's problems, but the World's as well -- bringing world peace and cool webpages that don't make you have to wait for a refresh."
A convertible pulls up to the red carpet. A shiny, blue can of Ajax jumps out and wobbles. In his hand is a paper bag wrapped around, what seems to be, a whiskey bottle.
Someone whispers in the crowd, "He's drunk!"
"Sssh! Who cares? It's Ajax!"
The crowd starts to cheer. Hands are waving, people are jumping, cameras and women are flashing.
A man from the audience yells out, "Ajax! I love you, man! I've started using you on my webpage and my hits have gone up 100-fold!"
Ajax grabs a microphone from one of the reporters, burps, and beings to speak. "What's your website?"
"---.com."
"That's not Ajax, those are just hidden div blocks. Security, arrest this man."
Another person shouts, "Ajax! Since I've made all my articles available via you, I keep getting emails complaining that no one can bookmark them anymore! What do I do?"
Someone in the crowd shouts, "Shut up! No one uses bookmarks anyways!"
A third person is overheard whispering to someone listening to an iPod.
"It's that podcast that astronaut did." The iPod guy replies.
A paper bag wrapped around, what seems to be, a whiskey bottle hits him in the head.
Ajax speaks again, holding a piece of paper. "I have here a list of people, most in this crowd, who have helped bring me this popularity, though have no idea how I work. You people shall be promptly arrested this evening."
Security guards rush in and start taking people away. One man, being dragged, begins to shout, "But I've used Ajax in my blog to create an XHTML/CSS, table-less, compliant webpage with a REST-ful RSS feed!"
The man next to him has an aneurysm.
After everyone has been taken away, a car pulls up. Hype is driving with, who looks to be, Clever riding shot-gun. Ajax jumps in and the car speeds off. Twenty-dollar bills and the faint sound of Ken Nordine fill the street as they drive away.
