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It's an early Sunday evening in April. You roll in the final putt on the 18th green at Augusta National Golf Club. The crowd rises to its feet and enthusiastically applauds you as you remove your cap and nod, recognizing their ovation. You've just won The Masters.

It’s a complaint I hear often and every time someone says that to me I can’t help but picture in my mind computers all over the world stopped in their tracks and displaying some type of error. Email messages no longer bouncing from node to node, Netflix accounts standing still with a hourgla…