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Chapter 12 - Servant of God Jeffery Preston Besos
THE STORY OF DEL - Delete
Chances are that if the motor had been running on fossil fuels, he might've heard something, turned, and seen it coming. But the damned car made about as much noise as a junkyard refrigerator.
It wasn’t fair! Un-doodoo! The impact on Del's body was catastrophic, like a meteor landing on a bag of potato chips. The only three parts of him miraculously left unscathed were his hands, eyes and iPhone.
For long months, the beeps on the life support systems attached to his splintered remains would abruptly flat-line and issue jarring acoustic alarms that had medics, nurses, and organ harvesters scrambling to his bedside.
But each time, with a rattle and a moan that stubborn clump of cells called Del would pull through. Father Oregano, who ran the hospital's Catholic chapel, was already calling it a miracle.
The only problem was finding the holy person responsible for Del's prodigious survival. What happens when major miracles - obvious miracles - take place, but are left unclaimed and/or unattributed? Father Oregano was granted permission to search through Del's personal effects for clues to the still anonymous benefactor and was pleased no end when he found the name of a certain Jeffery Preston Bezos who had promised to look after Del's future and cover all contingencies.
The good priest duly took note and sent the information to the Vatican Congregation for the Causes of Saints. 'Servant of God Jeff Bezos' had a nice ring to it!
THE STORY OF DEL - Delete Good morning, Del! Good morning to you, my beautiful Juula! What's the matter, you look sad. No, I'm impatient. I want a sneak peak at some of the things that connective editing can do. Before the bla-bla-bla explanations? Yeah... just like that. Are you afraid they're gonna pull the plug and put me out of my misery? Stop it, Del, please! I'm sorry. All right here's a quick and dirty demo. But then we'll do it right, we'll explain it calmly, all right? I promise!
THE STORY OF DEL - Delete Guten morgen, Schatz! Danke, meine Liebe! What have you got for me today? Well, I wanted to show you how one single Connective Editing button obeying a simple instruction, has got all the other editing apps for handhelds beat - and as a matter of fact it's even snappier than what's normal on a regular sit-on-your butt computer. Wow... I'm all in. Actually, you ARE! Because this new single instruction will be the new DEL. And any app would be foolish to ignore the wonderful ease and power it offers. But then... But then... ? I want to be on a keyboard too! You do? Yes, I want to marry you and live on an extra keyboard row with you. Have you been smoking something, Juula? Absolutely not. I never do that stuff. Right, sorry... I didn't mean it that way. I want to join you and be a second button that completes the new DEL. Then if we have children, the DEL and JUULA family can revolutionize editing. I love it. I know it soun
THE STORY OF DEL - Delete "Hi Del, are you ready for more exciting adventures in text editing?" "You are the sunshine of my life!" "I'll take that to mean yes. Yesterday you said something spot on!" "I did?" "Yes sir... You said: "We humans end the selection where we do to CONNECT to the sense of what is being written." Absolutely true! Sometimes the words even seem to call each other: Merry splinter Kleenex guardrail whippersnapper tear Boeing shoebox Christmas "Thinking things through last night I discovered how Bill Dust-in-the-Sky Gates put a whammy on text editing. To be polite I called it the 'Microsoft Anomaly'. Are you ready for it?" "Fire away!" The Microsoft Anomaly God is in the details (And so is Bill Gates) Why does one go through the trouble of highlighting text? Principally for 4 reasons (of course I'm generalizing). 1. To format - that is, to prettify deservi
It wasn’t fair! Un-doodoo! The impact on Del's body was catastrophic, like a meteor landing on a bag of potato chips. The only three parts of him miraculously left unscathed were his hands, eyes and iPhone. 
For long months, the beeps on the life support systems attached to his splintered remains would abruptly flat-line and issue jarring acoustic alarms that had medics, nurses, and organ harvesters scrambling to his bedside.But each time, with a rattle and a moan that stubborn clump of cells called Del would pull through. Father Oregano, who ran the hospital's Catholic chapel, was already calling it a miracle.
The only problem was finding the holy person responsible for Del's prodigious survival. What happens when major miracles - obvious miracles - take place, but are left unclaimed and/or unattributed? Father Oregano was granted permission to search through Del's personal effects for clues to the still anonymous benefactor and was pleased no end when he found the name of a certain Jeffery Preston Bezos who had promised to look after Del's future and cover all contingencies. The good priest duly took note and sent the information to the Vatican Congregation for the Causes of Saints. 'Servant of God Jeff Bezos' had a nice ring to it! 
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