A Goblin Opera of Linuxes, Linuces, and Linuxen
The First Screeching — the Summoning of the Plurals
The cave goes dark. A single goblin with a cracked mandolin steps forward. The "orchestra", consisting of three goblins banging on pots, begins.
Goblin Chorus: Unixes! Unices! Linuxes! Linuces! Linuxen! Which one true? Which one false? Which one tastes like chicken?
Goblin Scholar Grubwort: O wise goblins, gather round! Humans argue over plurals! They fight! They bicker! They write angry blog posts! We must decide the true plural!
The Second Screeching — the Trial of the Plurals
A giant stone tablet is dragged in. It breaks into three pieces and the goblins cheer.
Candidate the First: "Linuxes"
Goblin Judge Snaggletooth: Linuxes follow English rule. Add '-es' to a word ending in '-x'. Very boring! Very correct! Very edible!
Goblin Jury: Acceptable! Crunchy!
Candidate the Second: "Linuxen"
Goblin Bard Squeakfoot: Linuxen follow ancient goblin tradition: if word sound funny, add '-en'! Ox to oxen! Box to boxen! Linux to Linuxen!
Goblin Jury: Delightful! Chaotic! Approved!
Candidate the Third: "Linuces"
Goblin Necromancer Moldyshanks: I summon the forbidden plural! Linuces! Fake Latin! Pseudo‑Latin! Goblin Latin! A plural so cursed even Romans say 'no, thank you'.
Goblin Jury: Terrifying! We love it!
The Third Screeching — the Final Verdict
Chief Goblin Bangsnout: After long debate of four minutes, the Goblin Council declares… all plurals are valid! Use whichever makes the humans most confused!
Goblin Chorus: Unixes! Unices! Linuxes! Linuces! Linuxen! We sing them all! We eat the dictionary!
The opera ends with a goblin falling off the stage. Another steals the conductor’s stick.
Goblin Chorus: No grammar police can stop us!
Curtain falls. Curtain catches fire. Goblins cheer louder.