Or, in the case of a certain set of sagging manboobs, down—slowly but surely, inexorably, and permanently. Called Expert me no experts, this one is rife with insults both subtle and stinging aimed at Our Global(ist) Lord and Savior (but mostly Lord, mind), Bill Fecking Gates. A bite of the apple:
FUCK Bill Gates, and all who sail in his doughy, baggy ass. His one true moment of innovative spark was not in creating Microsuck and the Winbloze OS, but in perceiving that the best way to force that eternally buggy, bloated, insecure PoS into people’s lives was to cajole its way into American offices and places of business across the blighted plain. Having become forcibly accustomed to using it at work, it only made sense to adopt it at home, if for no other reason to ensure compatibility with their work documents.
That, I will admit, was damned astute of him…and the world has been paying for that unfortunate insight ever since.
Dearly, too. Read of it, for It. Is. Good.
Update! In reference to the aforementioned manboobs, I’m reminded of a maxim I read in National Lampoon many, many years ago: Everything gets fatter, hairier, and closer to the ground. Sounds like an excellent addition to our Mike’s Iron Laws compendium, if you ask me. Not that you did, of course.
Gates is a fat, ugly stupid SOB. His one great gambit of selling a disk operating system to the fools at IBM, one they did not develop but bought*, ended up making him billions. The success was built on the developing software business and being in the right place at the right time, plus the connections.
And I agree with the author of the quoted piece, it is apparent that Gates has a less than high school level understanding of biology.
*story here: https://www.pcmag.com/news/the-rise-of-dos-how-microsoft-got-the-ibm-pc-os-contract