Jeffrey Dwight, sys admin of SFF.Net and owner of Greyware, has written yet another brilliant Monthly Maintenance Announcement, this time in the style of Yeats.
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The Day of Maintenance

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The tape drive cannot feel the capstan;
Things fall apart; the center cannot hold;
Mere maintenance is loosed upon the world,
The disk-dimmed spindle's loose, and everywhere
The ceremony of maintaining is drowned;
The best lack all calibration, while the worst
Are full of passionate backups.

Surely some restoration is at hand;
Surely the Day of Maintenance is at hand.
The Day of Maintenance! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Registrus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in files of the drive
A backup with microchip and the logic of gates,
A port blank and pitiless as a Sun,
Is moving its slow tapes, while all about it
Reel DLTs of the indignant SureStore drive.
The registry drops again; but now I know
That these thirty days of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by the passing hours,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards noon on Friday to be born?