After takin' a swig o' grog, Roy Schestowitz belched out
this bit o' wisdom:
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>| I've actually written code lately, although for some reason it's been all
>| these stupid projects. First I needed to fix the kernel tty refcounting, then
>| I got all OCD on the git SHA1 routines.
And once I get rid of libcrypt from openssl, I get rid of two silly
runtime loadable libraries that git no longer needs. And that in turn
speeds up the test-suite by a couple of seconds.
Did I mention that I seem to have some OCD issues?
> Yes Linus, Microsoft hating is a disease. And it's a pandemic
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>| Torvalds seemed to express indifference to the submission which he dismissed
>| as only being about device drive code. If he looks at it at all it will be
>| after it has been filtered through others, and even then only out of a sense
>| of ???morbid curiosity??? apparently. The code is concerned with virtualizing
>| GNU/Linux as a guest in Windows. That tells you a lot about Microsoft???s
>| motives. If clients can???t run GNU/Linux on Hyper-V, Windows??? virtualization
>| software, it makes it more likely that they would migrate to wholly free and
>| open source systems running on wholly free and open systems.
New member of the community? What planet is the flying Finn living on?
The only kind of "community" Microsoft believes in is the kind
where it muscles in and ethnically cleanses the indigenous residents.
It's a Cuckoo in the nest and the nest seems to be inhabited by
trusting, cooing doves. Communities are characterized by shared values.
Microsoft is a community of one.
No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of
absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream.
Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against its hills, holding darkness
within; it had stood so for eighty years and might stand for eighty more.
Within, walls continued upright, bricks met neatly, floors were firm, and
doors were sensibly shut; silence lay steadily against the wood and stone
of Hill House, and whatever walked there, walked alone.
-- Shirley Jackson, "The Haunting of Hill House"