The brat of an Army warrant officer once addressed his father: "Dad, I've
been doing sums at school all the time! Do you do any sums at your headquarters?"
"No, computers do them. You only prepare a punch card (it's a card with
holes punched in it) and the machine does the work."
The greatly impressed Johnny ran to join his friends, no less reluctant to apply
mathematical efforts at school, to tell about promising developments in the
counting field.
After some time he returned. His new suit was all ragged, with holes cut into
it with a pair of scissors.
"What's the matter, Johnny. What did you do to your beautiful brand new
suit?" his mother exclaimed in horror.
"We played a computer game and I was the punch card," explained the
brat.