IE6 Funeral

I don't know why you got him a casket. Waste of money.

Oh, where to begin? The long nights I spent with you positioning tables (early in our relationship) then divs will not be soon forgotten. You were there to witness my hair pulling, face squishing, monitor punching fits and just watched, ever so stoically, as tears filled my eyes when I finally found a work around and knew we'd be okay. You were so understanding when I found my new, foxy friend and even when I came back to you just to check in, you didn't mind the virtual window that I insisted stay between us. Fare thee well, old friend.

Countless times I had to clean my father's computer because he had used you to watch internet porn. No those days are over and I would lie if I said I miss them.

I hope you burn eternally in hell where you belong.

I just can't express how much(trouble) this guy meant to me and all of my web developer friends.
We really need to make a big monument for him on top of his tomb.(A really big and heavy one. To make sure he never ever crawls out of there again)

The one purpose in our existence that seems incontrovertible is that we should work steadily to improve the quality of the lives of our children and children's children. IE6 had a difficult, highly criticized life and kept mostly to himself, but he was also successful in this one respect.

Transparency was incredibly difficult for him, perhaps because it would expose too much of his pain. But by forging his way in a world where there were no standards (at least that he was aware of), he did the hard work for his progeny, and IE6, 7 and 8 are a testament that from the flawed can emerge a greater perfection (though there's still room for improvement). And for all his backwards ways, IE6 is still valued by holdouts across the world who rally for the qualities that he was unable to pass successfully onto the next generation. IE6, I salute you and respect your role in my world.

But damn, good riddance.

Like Biggy and Tupac before you, you'll be remembered long after we've forgotten why you were ever popular.