Should Open Source Content Management Interoperate?
bergie writes "Advogato is running a thought-provoking article on whether open source content management systems should interoperate. This is a big question involving social issues inside the projects, but also promising huge benefits to developers deploying open source CMSs and to desktop projects like Mozilla, OpenOffice and Xopus wishing to connect with a collaborative backend. This discussion will also be a major topic on the upcoming OSCOM conference."
Can eat my ass.
That is all.
HTH. HAND.
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Its possible, I think, to agree on a workable standard, but it would be a LOT of hard work!
One day I got my wish. They traded me to Slashdot for 2 pounds of crack cocaine, an AIBO and a hard drive full of pirate MP3s. I never visited their website before, so on the way to Kalamazoo I downloaded Slashcode and was really impressed by it.
When I finally met them it was kinda weird. Some nice gentleman named Hemos introduced himself and then promptly went back to his terminal to post some stories. I then saw this mysterious figure in the back fiddling around with his laptop. I walked up to welcome him and introduce myself. He was really rude and told me you don't disturb a man when he's inventing something you can't understand. I then quickly asked him what is it that was so important that he could be rude to a pretty boi. He said something about "threadslapping" and then gave me the motion to leave. I walked off in a huff and went to my motel room to hit the crack pipe and watch Futurama reruns. There was something about his eyes that still made me really attracted to him though. He had this dark aura about him when he spoke that was kind of sexy.
Surprisingly he came up to my motel room later that night and apologized. I accepted and asked him what threadslapping was all about. He told me if I closed the blinds he would explain. We then promptly got into an amorous mood. He was weird though when it came to sex. His idea of sex was me licking his ass the whole time while he stared at himself in the mirror. He told me some pretentious mumble jumble how he can't bear to stare at anything but his naked body during sex because he is the quintessential being the Lord had in mind when he created the world in 7 days. After it was over, I politely thanked him and shut the door. What a fuckin' asshole I thought.
The next morning I promptly left and went about the country. I went into a club in this city called San Francisco and witnessed what I then thought was the future of weblogging. Here was a site whose stories I could love and whose lead editor was a good-looking gentleman. Let's just say that because of Rusty Foster, I became Kuro5hin's first groupie and helped get the word out about them.