Hey I made something today, and I want you to have it. Here’s a helpful diagram to give you a little background:
Woody Guthrie is a true representation of America: innovative, patriotic, down-to-earth, and Communist. As a folk guitarist, he inspired everyone from Bob Dylan to Bruce Springsteen to Soulja Boy. He wrote or popularized such classics as This Land Is Your Land and Sippin’ on Some Sizzurp.
One thing Woody hated was fascists. Oh, and Emacs users. He even went as far to say:
fascism and freedom are the only two sides battling…[this was the war] the world has been waiting on for twenty five million years…[which would] settle the score once and for all.
Twenty five million years is a long time btw.
Anyway, in 1943 he put a hand-drawn sticker on his guitar that said THIS MACHINE KILLS FASCISTS:
This saying has been repurposed ever since then, and I’m certainly not above beating a dead guitar.
I painstakingly, over the course of many, many seconds, hand-wrote a version of THIS MACHINE REBASES BRANCHES, and then I got a bunch of stickers printed up. Like Woody Guthrie’s own war cry, this is our way as developers of saying “We use Git! And we’re like, doing something with it!”
Hell, I don’t even rebase branches. I just merge the fucker in. The whole thing is one big inside nerd joke so no one cares whether it makes sense or not, everyone just knows they want it.
I travel a lot, so if I’m speaking in a city near you I’ll be sure to bring some with me. Just ask me for one. No I’m not shipping these out and I’m not seeking venture capital to print these. It’s purely for shits and giggles. Sometimes the world needs more giggles.
Don’t want to wait? Woody Guthrie said something I love to pieces:
This song is Copyrighted in U.S., under Seal of Copyright #154085, for a period of 28 years, and anybody caught singin it without our permission, will be mighty good friends of ourn, cause we don’t give a dern. Publish it. Write it. Sing it. Swing to it. Yodel it. We wrote it, that’s all we wanted to do.
I put it on my computer, that’s all I wanted to do.