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Interview with John Scully
worm eater writes "CNet news has an interesting interview with John Scully, CEO of Apple back in the day. He talks about problems and potential in the computer industry, and expresses regret over the opportunities Apple missed with some key technologies -- such as HyperCard and the Newton."
I have a slot A athlon 700 running gentoo linux and it's been up for 45 days or so now. In that time I have compiled KDE several times, all hail gentoo! :) The point is, that's a trivial uptime. It's an x86-compatible system. It's a kitbashed clone assembled from all the crap I had lying around at the time, and it is completely reliable.
"You're right," Fisheye says. "I should have set it on 'whip' or 'chop.'"
Who is Hell is John Scully? He is a fraud. A sanctimonious fraud. I mean, really, who died and made John Scully into Ghandi?
... She is gone! ... In a year that has been so improbable, the impossible has happened."
Vin Scully, however, brings tears to your eyes. Transcendental. To quote, "High flyball into right field.
The room was badly lit and the air damp, as if already used by hundreds of people.
Scully sat down, facing the interviewer. He had introduced himself as Mr. Kawamoto. Kawamoto. She had to admit, he certainly was inventive.
Scully scanned the room with a quick glance, can't let him notice. He started asking his questions. "As the IT industry restructures, how would you describe its turnaround?" Kawamoto said. She answered his questions, all the while thinking about what the man had said, last night, before kicking the chair he was standing on from underneeth his own feet. The gun had slipped from his hand after a long minute. That was one place she was never going back to. "The man with the funny face you want!" he had screamed while choking on the rope and swaying back and forth. "The man with the funny face!"
Kawamoto was still asking questions, something about Wi-Fi and their profit margins, but that wasn't what made her tense. She couldn't see his eyes behind his dark sunglasses, but his whole body had twisted a bit. His right leg a bit higher than his left, his shoulders turned to the left, just a little bit, hardly enough to notice, and his head had gone up a bit. Whenever he'd stop speaking his mouth wouldn't entirely close, but just hang open a bit. She could hear him breath. A soft sighing noise. Hissing and sighing. She heared herself saying "The chance for entrepreneurs and innovators to create new things will probably come..." but before she could answer her sentence her phone started beeping. Beep beep. Beep beep. Kawamoto didn't appear to be aware of the phone. He just kept on looking at her from behind his dark glasses. Sighing. The scar that run from his left ear over his nose and up across his right eye seemed to pulse, barely noticable.
"Excuse me," she murmered and reached for her cell phone in the inside pocket of her coat, which she had hung over the back of her chair before sitting down. Her gun was in there too. She touched it slightly before taking out her phone. The gun made her feel comfortable. Which made her even more scared. She knew that when guns make you feel comfortable you are in serious trouble. Pressing the green button and holding the phone to her ear she heared Mulder's voice: "Scully, get out of there. Get out of there now. The man you told me about? The man with the funny face? He's him. He is him. Get out of there now, you hear me?"
Scully turned her face to Kawamoto. He had taken off his glasses. Where the scar had gone out of sight behind the darkness of the glasses at his right eye was nothing. His eyebrow was twisted down in an awfull way, leaving only a small space where his eye was supposed to be. But it wasn't. There was only a blackness leading to a gory, infected hollow. His mouth was in a twisted grin..