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Facebook VP Slams Intel's, AMD's Chip Performance Claims
narramissic writes "In an interview on stage at GigaOm's Structure conference in San Francisco on Thursday, Jonathan Heiliger, Facebook's VP of technical operations, told Om Malik that the latest generations of server processors from Intel and AMD don't deliver the performance gains that 'they're touting in the press.' 'And we're, literally in real time right now, trying to figure out why that is,' Heiliger said. He also had some harsh words for server makers: 'You guys don't get it,' Heiliger said. 'To build servers for companies like Facebook, and Amazon, and other people who are operating fairly homogeneous applications, the servers have to be cheap, and they have to be super power-efficient.' Heiliger added that Google has done a great job designing and building its own servers for this kind of use."
Hm, lets see... perhaps because Facebook and Amazon are niche markets?
Niche market? Considering over 100 million people are logging into Facebook every day and Amazon is massive online retail entity I would hardly call them niche.
Some info on Facebook:
- More than 200 million active users
- More than 100 million users log on to Facebook at least once each day
http://www.facebook.com/press/info.php?statistics
http://www.alexa.com/topsites
Facebook is the fourth most popular website according to Alexa and Amazon is at 34. Niche? Really?
Probably the fact that only those fuckin' gamers and other masturbating cockney desktop yuppies are driving the exaggerated claims of Intel and AMD chips. Do you notice the performance gain from a 4, 534, 654 Niggawatt chip to a 5, 135, 345 Niggawatt one?
Me either.
No, the facebook guy is just stupid, that's all. There are plenty of other performance bottlenecks in a system. Hard drive performance is currently the biggest one. This asshole is like a gamer who updates from a 2.2GHz processor to a next-gen 3.0Ghz faster per clock CPU then complains when Crysis doesn't run any faster.
Yeah, stupid, Crysis isn't faster because your $150 graphics card was the bottleneck.
i don't give 2 shits if they don't, why are you so offended is the question?
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