Thank you Toledo Marie
Saturday, August 18, 2007
The impact of pirated software on free software
by Dave Gutteridge on August 15, 2007
... I wanted know how Dave Gutteridge had managed to read my tiny little mind. I also wanted to quote the entire post because it is so good but that would be a form of er, uh, well, stealing.
Here are some things that I have learned through the years...
- People started out "borrowing" Windows in the early years... with Microsoft's tacit approval.
- People do not realize that they are buying an separate OS when they buy a computer.
- People do not discriminate between the OS and the computer (Reference my posts on "Microsofting")
- "I already have Microsoft Windows on my computer. Why should I change?"
- "Just what do you mean, 'You don't own the software.' I bought it didn't I?
- "It's not like Microsoft really cares about little old me and just one more copy of Office."
... and last but not least...
- If the retail cost of an item exceeds the perceived value of the item then it is "OK" to steal it.
who points to...
Why 'Windows Is Free' doesn't cut it for me )
(Disclaimer: I am not advocating stealing anything. Lets review the title... "Free Microsoft" This is a directive and not a declaration. Liberate Microsoft from all the encumbrances of being a commercial entity. "A License to steal." Is a social commentary on today proclivity to "borrow" a legal commercial instrument, a license, for personal use. It does not suggest permission to commit a felony.)
Posted by William Meloney at 6:21 AM
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Sunday, August 12, 2007
Recently lone voices have carried across the digital expanse. Voices carrying the questions and sentiments of peace in a time of great conflict. Voices that serve to remind us that we have a choice. Voices that urge us to choose. Voices that extol the virtue and morality of peace.
Hearing those clear voices I reflect back upon a piece that I wrote many years ago in a time when we faced conflict and social turmoil. It was the time of the birth of the sound bite. It was the time of media polarization. The sound bite sorted us all out, for or against, pro or con, left or right, hawk or dove. The 20-second message was on point. There could be no room for dissenting perspectives. Soon there was no room for humanity...
Amid warring cries for peace
we have heard the lullaby
and succumb to the dreamless sleep
rocked in the handmade cradle
of the eternal holocaust.
We drift a warm bed made
when half the world away
a mother cries, “My Sargent son
of only nineteen years is dead;
laid aside his hero father.”
To enter the maternal void
of wedding white she bespeaks
the seed of new cries, she carries
tears to his shroud, accepting
his honor within a folded flag.
There alone to join as one:
we have laughed and loved,
and now fought and died,
all in the name of freedom,
it's golden chariot to ride.
As the one, another yet becomes,
amid warring cries of peace
we drift a warm bed made
to enter the maternal void,
there alone to join as one,
as the one, another yet becomes,
rocked in the hand made cradle
of the eternal holocaust.
Struggling with my 20-second sound bite polar disorder I seek to hear the message of my heart. There the lone voices resonate.
upon the canvas
in my kitchen
the meal I prepare
is to nourish
as bright image for the moment of the eye
and sadly if simply left then to rot and return.
Posted by William Meloney at 9:22 AM