I was ordering Mother's Day flowers tonight to the tune of Ozzy Osbourne's "Waiting for Darkness." (Don't ask.) I haven't heard it for years, and I started to smirk at the lyrics. Like most song lyrics, they're lame.
Playing with fire
But they're screaming
When they're burned
Out of the sunlight
Hasn't anybody learnedBefore the smirk set in, the head was
banging. Great music. In my more lucid moments, I smirk. The rest
of the time, I just enjoy.
The myths around open source are much the same. I've heard them so often that I rarely take time to critically evaluate what is being said. Heck, I'm as often as not the one regurgitating them. Open source developers and vendors mime the words, singing along to the catchy tune, because it serves their interests. Anything that smacks of a contrarian opinion is …
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