Roy Schestowitz came up with this when s/he headbutted the keyboard a moment
ago in comp.os.linux.advocacy:
<snipped for brevity>
> Philips is moving to real-time SUSE Linux, IIRC. Siemens have got Windows
on
> the front end (and probably the remainder as well). I did a couple of
scans
> for a friend's experiments at Hope Hospital. The computer system crashed
in
> the middle, requiring engineers (maintenance) to recover. This halted the
> operations for the rest of the day, which is sad because people's lives
> depend on that scanner. I also heard that Barry, the guy who runs the
> scanner, has lost a lot of important data in the past. Wonderful! To the
> practitioners it's just a fault-intolerant computer system, so they
wouldn't
> care to criticise, let alone analyse the underlying technology.
>
> Best wishes,
>
> Roy
>
Gives a whole new meaning to the term "Blue Screen of Death" now, doesn't
it?
I mean, I would be nervous about now knowing that the underlying OS
empowering a piece of medical equipment was supplied by a company who's
only concern is that of its own bottom line - and what if that involves
periodic checks for "pirated" software? Shit like that has no place in a
medical centre, or anywhere near one.
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