| ▲ | childintime 27 minutes ago | |
I'm working on a HTML replacement right now. If I am to believe the author, it would solve her issue (I don't think so). But I don't know if I want to "share". Can I patent it? Good luck with that. Going off-topic now, sort of. The Open Source I see just isn't serious. We lose the right to have an opinion about a technology, to steer it, as that right is mediated by money, and it just evaporates, unless you can set the norm by being a major user, like a tech titan. Markdown is special because we as developers are the users! Though tech titans dictate what we shall use. As developers we are seemingly in a concentration camp where others set the rules, and there is no escape, unless we surrender our work in the name of love, in the presence of those who absolutely don't, government included, and whose basic mode of operation is to make the profit on our work. It's just legalized demoralization, if not outright stealing. If you're from a developing country you know what I'm talking about. There is no way to be creative and get paid. You are a beggar, no matter your talents. The end result is that human creativity remains untapped. That is the price we as a community pay every day. Heil the rise of AI, so we don't need each other any longer, and the abuse can stop ;- There's crimes everyday, and we normalize them, if they are done by the trusted and verified, that talk about merit while they hire f*cks to do their bidding. As a community we are a harem, and they come to rape us, err, give us pleasure, whenever they feel like it, and expect us to love it. Well, don't you love your new toys? That is who we are. And we therefore tend to repeat the cycle in our homes, as "men". In the end the framing as a technical issue is what marks us. It's is the safe zone, where we can deny the real issue, and cope. If you're a member of Nation Procrasti-me, you know what I'm talking about. Nation Procrasti-Me, Where Life Is Denied. And rent-seeking is the truth. F*ck, how did we get so cooked? We shackled ourselves, duh. We are infants, or else outright dumb, dumb enough to give away our life force, for new toys to play. Worse, we dictate others do so too. That's when we stand on the side of the abuse, confidently like a toddler that just spread his shit all over the place and radiates "how good was that!". | ||