Larry has a point that the GPL is the GPL. Linus is not the authority on the GPL. I isn't even "his" license. The GPL is as the GPL is under law.
But law is interpreted by judges.
Linus is just acknowledging the fact that under existing legal inpterpretation user space programs are not going to be held to be derived works, that's black and white. Linking into the code is possibly a derived work, depending on the the origin of the code.
There is a grey area. Under law. Not under Linus's interpretation of law or the GPL, per se.
Only a judge can clarify this grey area, and only under a case by case basis.
Linus cannot define what a judge may decide, but he can certainly define what he considers actionable and what he does not for any code which he is the licensing authority.
So when he makes up rules as he goes along, what he's doing is setting up a situation under which, by estopple, he cannot sue you for breaching the GPL as a derived work as regards works under his control.
This is perfectly reasonable and doesn't effect generic interpretation of the GPL at all.
Larry seems to base his ideas of inconsistency on a concept that things are black and white. They are not. They are black at one end of the spectrum, white at the other, and fade into each other somewhere in the middle.
In a corallary manner I tend to agree with David, as per your sig. Interpretations of quantum theory are, for the most part, silly, and go downhill from there into outright gibberish.
On the other hand I'm willing to accept that the universe may, deep down, fundamentally operate on a level of probability, and is thus not entirely mechanistically knowable. I do not consider that mysticism. It may simply be reality.
Indeed. I don't get Larry's issue at all. Linus isn't "making anything up." He's simply defining derived work. Making the distinction between using the code and modifying the code.
Simply running a program that makes system calls doesn't modify the kernel code, and well, modifying the kernel code does.
Under the former case you can release propriatary code, and under the later you are bound by the license terms of the code you are modifying, which you otherwise obtained "for free."
If you wanna dance you have to pay the piper. Some pipers demand cash, some will work for for food and drink. In either case they are both legally binding forms of payment fully supported by contract law.
But everybody, while the piper is playing, still gets to dance.
Well, baking a potato presents challanges beyond just warming food, but yes, I'd say my maxim holds, a '55 Chevy would be my choice over a 2004. They like to pretend that things like exhaust manifolds don't exist these days and hide them from you as best they can. Today's cars seem to have more plastic cover than engine, judging by just lifting the hood.
I wouldn't just go sticking a potato into any old crevice in the exhaust manifold though. You have to prepare yourself with an engine oven. Either buy one of the commercially available items ( U.S. Patent Classification 126/19.5), make your own, Manifold Cooking, or arrange to make do with a cast iron dutch oven. Wrap well in aluminum foil and no " 40 weight taste" at all.
It will take some hours to properly bake a potato though. In my estimation rarely worth the effort, no matter the results. I'm perfectly happy to live on gorp and other such ambient temperature foodstuffs until I get a fire going, even if it's days between fires, and rice packs better than potatoes. You can fit an ungodly amount of rice packed in ziplocks in all sorts of little nooks and crannies of your vehicle, and it doesn't go bad.
But not as well as my ENIAC. 200 kilowatts of food warming power, and you can actually tuck your bagel right down between he vacuum tubes, for a nice, even, all over warm. Several thousand of them at the same time, if it comes to that.
Not like the stupid little chared spot modern CPUs leave.
No, when it comes to warming food the old machines are clearly superiour.
The area where you rest your hand on your desk has - on average - 10 million bacteria.
So guess where the source is, boys and girls. Wipe your desk then, cut off your hands?
It has been estimated that only 1/10 of the cells within and upon the human body really "belong" to us. We are host. Enviroment. The "World as we know it," to a good many teeny-tiny little critters.
If you really want to get paranoid about something, get paranoid about money, which passes from hand, to hand, to hand. Your own desk doesn't really rank that high on the risk list, seeing as how its population is largely an extension of your own.
Unless you're selling disinfectant products.
Of which honey is one of the best, although it's a bit tough on keyboards and the general office enviroment.
On a boo-boo a little honey, dusted with corn starch to deal with the sticky issue, works wonders, but neither Johnson & Johnson nor Clorox would make much money promoting that.
For disinfecting your desk (or hands) in a safe manner nothing really beats vodka or other high proof, food grade alcohol, but the moralists and politicians have made that an over pricey proposition.
Uh huh. That's why most owners of Hitachi FLORA Prius machines never even knew that OS was on their computers, and no bootloader was preinstalled. Hitachi just wanted to do that way. Right.
The DoJ was aware of this and decided, in their infinte wisdom, not to include it in their antitrust action.
Have you opened a can of worms. I really, really, BIG can of worms.
But look, here's the base of the issue. You have to decide, right up front, what your priorities are. The business, or your girlfriend.
When it comes down to crunch time, which do you ditch in favor of the other?
If you ditch the girlfriend, under no circumstances allow her to work for you. It's that simple. You will lose both otherwise, and the process won't be what would generally be called "fun." You could even end up in jail. I've seen it happen. Vindictive girlfriends/wives know where all the bodies are buried. Even ones you don't know exist. They find 'em. They call the cops/IRS/SEC/Whoever.
If you ditch the business and keep the girlfriend, well, then you have to realize your working relationship is a direct extension of your personal one. You will never seperate the two, and if you try you'll end up spending a lot of nights sleeping on the sofa, or creating the above mentioned vindictive girlfriend/wife. Thus you have to treat all works issues as relationship issues.
Because, under these circumstances, they are. No way around it.
You are life partners, making your living together, not employee/employer. You harpoon the whale and handle the line, she handles the oars.
Please note that the person at the oars is always actually in control of the situation, no matter what the harpooner thinks.
The patient is the earth. People are the disease.:)
No, no. I'm not going to go into some silly rant about "Earth Conciousness" or anything of that nature. Within the context of this discussion it's reasonable to model the earth as a big rock. And stupid as one. And posit that rocks are pretty damned stupid.
What I'm saying is something more akin to "There's too many fleas on the dog."
And the dog only has so many choice spots on it. Behind the ears, under the neck, at the base of the tail, maybe around the ankles.
About a billion fleas feels about right to me. Maybe two billion, but no more than that. The only real political solution though, is for the fleas to stop making so damned many new fleas.
There once was a Master of Screws Who thought it most wonderful news
That the AC's post
was more funny than most But not all mods agreed with his views.
Yes, we were known to be a tertiary target. We were a unique conglomeration of technology (equal at least to Los Alamos), industry and a transport hub, all within a few mile radius, the major power lines to NYC ran right through now that I think of it too, but hardly as important to nail as, say, the Groton sub base. We developed ( I can see a Manhatten project lab from my house roof)and made nukes, but we didn't "have" any.
I doubt we're even that now. We're more important as a research center, but most of the industry has gone and rail choke points are of little consequence anymore. We used to light and haul the world. The very first commercial television broadcast was made a few blocks from my house, as well as the first color broadcast. Back then we had the highest per capita density of PhDs in the world.
Now we mostly lead the world in cockroaches and crack hos.
Well, I was thinking about military risk in time of war, not terrorist activity, but I can't say I've actually lost much sleep over the risk I'm under, even during the 60s when the threat was considered imminent.
I think I'm more likely to be mauled by a cheetah that escaped from the Catskill Game Farm than discomfited by a terrorist. I have friends, family and acquaintences who weren't so lucky though, because they lived in NYC or boarded a plane in Boston. The WTC was a known high risk building. The people who brought it down tried to do so once, and told us they'd keep trying. The people in the Chrysler Building didn't have much to worry about.
If you're sitting in or on a known target it isn't completely paranoid to have some concern.
Especially a military target in time of war. The White House would be a lot harder to protect if it were tall and skinny instead of broad and flat, and a lowly janitor there is at much higher risk than a general visitin his cousin in Peoria.
Risk concentrates in hotspots. Only 50,000 Americans died in the Vietnam war. About the same as die in auto accidents per year. But your risk driving to work is a bit lower than your risk assualting Hamburger Hill.
Avoid the hotspots and you avoid most of the overall risk. Like riding your bicycle where you're least likely to get hit by a car. Which, oddly enough, isn't always where the automobile traffic density is lowest and/or slowest.
Beware of the crossroads, on your bike, or where you work for the military.
Office workers in skyscrapers, absolutely, they make wonderful targets, as the followup to the failed bombing attempt demonstrated.
I wouldn't want to be an office worker engaged in military work in a skyscraper.
In contrast, look how easy the the low, wide Pentagon got off, comparitively speaking.
If you are engaged in military work, or just standing next to someone engaged in military work, you are a target. Remember that story a few days ago about GE developing luminous panels? That's just a few miles down the road from me, right next to the nuclear test facility, where they do things like work on nuclear submarines and missle systems. A couple blocks from my house is where America made most of its tanks until recently. A few blocks the other way is where most of the worlds electric generating turbines came from until recently.
I may be quietly working with OLED technology for civilian marine use, but I'm sitting down the street from the guy working on the missle systems, and I grew up with Russian missles pointed at me, just because I'm here, and for all I know have Chinese and Korean missles pointed at me right now.
My location puts me at risk.
Office workers in the Empire State Building are sitting under the communications hub for NYC and environs, like the harbor.
And it's an easy frickin' target, even if it's proven to be a might tougher than modern buildings. We make planes and missles larger and more explosive than B-25s these days.
I'd rather work uptown in a nice, anonymous, three story, thank you very much.
I have this nasty habit of not just thinking about things, but putting them to the test to see if my thoughts bear out, like Farley Mowat actually trying to live on mice when he discovered how important they were to the diet of the wolf.
When the importance of the muzzle first occured to me I was living in Mexico and it was extremely easy to obtain a fresh, small pig carcass. You simply can't bite into one. It just doesn't work. And you aren't strong enough to so much as rip off a leg to gnaw on it, anymore than you could rip off your own leg. You need a knife. I found the upper reasonable limit to be something about the size of a chicken or duck, and even that takes a bit of work. A crow is much more human scale and a rat just about perfect, but large beetles will give you the most animal food with the least amount of work in gathering and consuming.
You can do a rough test yourself without being gross about it. Just find a sofa bolster, or fold a pillow in half. Try to bite it. It's nearly impossible, and yet it's easier than biting a pig, with its tough, hairy hide. And if you look like Ringo Starr (like I do) it hurts your nose just to try. Your dog will gleefully rip that bolster to shreds.
Even a large apple can present difficulties, and by the time you're up to the size of a cantalope you just smash it to get any of it into your mouth.
Interestingly what got me thinking about the muzzle is connected to my living in Mexico at the time. I was looking at vultures and wondering why they didn't have any feathers on their heads. When I learned the answer to that it got me thinking about other physical issues of predators.
I'd rather face a lion with a pointy stick, Masai style, than a single Cape Buffalo, the indigenous cattle to southern Africa where we ourselves were beget, let alone a herd of them. They're probably the single most dangerous animal you could possibly face.
But the real issue with the larger animals isn't even teeth, it's the shape of our skull. We've completely lost our "muzzle," that projection of the jaw what allows biting into a slab of beef, or whatever. On a large object we can't even get the thing into our mouths properly and our noses seriously get in the way. Look at a cat, which has a shorter muzzle than most predators of large animals because of its use of claws as a primary weapon. It has a fairly short muzzle compared to a dog, but it still has one, with the nose set no farther forward than the jaw. Among the primates the baboon is most prone to hunt and eat meat, and it has a distinctly pronounced muzzle, not to mention those pointy teeth.
If we caught a large animal, in the absence of cutting tools, such as stone knives, we'd be reduced to gnawing at its shins and ankles. We bring food to our mouths with our hands, in mouth sized portions.
Your point about running down a deer (or antelope) is one I often make, but often have a hard time convincing people of. We're endurance animals. We don't run fast on our two legs, but we can keep running at a steady pace for days at a time. Weeks even. We can run much faster animals to complete exhaustion, and evidence suggests this is exactly what we did. No need to do battle with a mammoth, mano a mano. Spook the herd, make them run. Then do it again, and again, and again. The first one to fall is the one we hit over the head with the rock and jab with our pointy sticks and cut up with our stone knives.
But we need those stone knives to render it into pieces small enough to bring to our mouths with our hands.
The visionary was Kurt Vonnegut, and the story was actually called "Harrison Bergeron," which even went so far as to extend itself to the hypothetical Apple commercial, right down to the gunshot and falling body.
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Ok, I've had a chance to read the the thread now.
Larry has a point that the GPL is the GPL. Linus is not the authority on the GPL. I isn't even "his" license. The GPL is as the GPL is under law.
But law is interpreted by judges.
Linus is just acknowledging the fact that under existing legal inpterpretation user space programs are not going to be held to be derived works, that's black and white. Linking into the code is possibly a derived work, depending on the the origin of the code.
There is a grey area. Under law. Not under Linus's interpretation of law or the GPL, per se.
Only a judge can clarify this grey area, and only under a case by case basis.
Linus cannot define what a judge may decide, but he can certainly define what he considers actionable and what he does not for any code which he is the licensing authority.
So when he makes up rules as he goes along, what he's doing is setting up a situation under which, by estopple, he cannot sue you for breaching the GPL as a derived work as regards works under his control.
This is perfectly reasonable and doesn't effect generic interpretation of the GPL at all.
Larry seems to base his ideas of inconsistency on a concept that things are black and white. They are not. They are black at one end of the spectrum, white at the other, and fade into each other somewhere in the middle.
In a corallary manner I tend to agree with David, as per your sig. Interpretations of quantum theory are, for the most part, silly, and go downhill from there into outright gibberish.
On the other hand I'm willing to accept that the universe may, deep down, fundamentally operate on a level of probability, and is thus not entirely mechanistically knowable. I do not consider that mysticism. It may simply be reality.
KFG
Indeed. I don't get Larry's issue at all. Linus isn't "making anything up." He's simply defining derived work. Making the distinction between using the code and modifying the code.
Simply running a program that makes system calls doesn't modify the kernel code, and well, modifying the kernel code does.
Under the former case you can release propriatary code, and under the later you are bound by the license terms of the code you are modifying, which you otherwise obtained "for free."
If you wanna dance you have to pay the piper. Some pipers demand cash, some will work for for food and drink. In either case they are both legally binding forms of payment fully supported by contract law.
But everybody, while the piper is playing, still gets to dance.
KFG
No, not everything under the Sun, just everything under the GPL, unless, of course, the Sun is running GPLed software.
Or Java, ok, bad example.
KFG
Well, baking a potato presents challanges beyond just warming food, but yes, I'd say my maxim holds, a '55 Chevy would be my choice over a 2004. They like to pretend that things like exhaust manifolds don't exist these days and hide them from you as best they can. Today's cars seem to have more plastic cover than engine, judging by just lifting the hood.
I wouldn't just go sticking a potato into any old crevice in the exhaust manifold though. You have to prepare yourself with an engine oven. Either buy one of the commercially available items ( U.S. Patent Classification 126/19.5), make your own, Manifold Cooking, or arrange to make do with a cast iron dutch oven. Wrap well in aluminum foil and no " 40 weight taste" at all.
It will take some hours to properly bake a potato though. In my estimation rarely worth the effort, no matter the results. I'm perfectly happy to live on gorp and other such ambient temperature foodstuffs until I get a fire going, even if it's days between fires, and rice packs better than potatoes. You can fit an ungodly amount of rice packed in ziplocks in all sorts of little nooks and crannies of your vehicle, and it doesn't go bad.
KFG
But not as well as my ENIAC. 200 kilowatts of food warming power, and you can actually tuck your bagel right down between he vacuum tubes, for a nice, even, all over warm. Several thousand of them at the same time, if it comes to that.
Not like the stupid little chared spot modern CPUs leave.
No, when it comes to warming food the old machines are clearly superiour.
KFG
Who found, among other things:
The area where you rest your hand on your desk has - on average - 10 million bacteria.
So guess where the source is, boys and girls. Wipe your desk then, cut off your hands?
It has been estimated that only 1/10 of the cells within and upon the human body really "belong" to us. We are host. Enviroment. The "World as we know it," to a good many teeny-tiny little critters.
If you really want to get paranoid about something, get paranoid about money, which passes from hand, to hand, to hand. Your own desk doesn't really rank that high on the risk list, seeing as how its population is largely an extension of your own.
Unless you're selling disinfectant products.
Of which honey is one of the best, although it's a bit tough on keyboards and the general office enviroment.
On a boo-boo a little honey, dusted with corn starch to deal with the sticky issue, works wonders, but neither Johnson & Johnson nor Clorox would make much money promoting that.
For disinfecting your desk (or hands) in a safe manner nothing really beats vodka or other high proof, food grade alcohol, but the moralists and politicians have made that an over pricey proposition.
KFG
Uh huh. That's why most owners of Hitachi FLORA Prius machines never even knew that OS was on their computers, and no bootloader was preinstalled. Hitachi just wanted to do that way. Right.
The DoJ was aware of this and decided, in their infinte wisdom, not to include it in their antitrust action.
Booting BeOS on Hitachi
KFG
That's "foo," foo.
KFG
If you really like your girlfriend, I suggest you practice on other less critical members of your family...
Void where prohibited by law.
KFG
Have you opened a can of worms. I really, really, BIG can of worms.
But look, here's the base of the issue. You have to decide, right up front, what your priorities are. The business, or your girlfriend.
When it comes down to crunch time, which do you ditch in favor of the other?
If you ditch the girlfriend, under no circumstances allow her to work for you. It's that simple. You will lose both otherwise, and the process won't be what would generally be called "fun." You could even end up in jail. I've seen it happen. Vindictive girlfriends/wives know where all the bodies are buried. Even ones you don't know exist. They find 'em. They call the cops/IRS/SEC/Whoever.
If you ditch the business and keep the girlfriend, well, then you have to realize your working relationship is a direct extension of your personal one. You will never seperate the two, and if you try you'll end up spending a lot of nights sleeping on the sofa, or creating the above mentioned vindictive girlfriend/wife. Thus you have to treat all works issues as relationship issues.
Because, under these circumstances, they are. No way around it.
You are life partners, making your living together, not employee/employer. You harpoon the whale and handle the line, she handles the oars.
Please note that the person at the oars is always actually in control of the situation, no matter what the harpooner thinks.
KFG
The patient is the earth. People are the disease. :)
No, no. I'm not going to go into some silly rant about "Earth Conciousness" or anything of that nature. Within the context of this discussion it's reasonable to model the earth as a big rock. And stupid as one. And posit that rocks are pretty damned stupid.
What I'm saying is something more akin to "There's too many fleas on the dog."
And the dog only has so many choice spots on it. Behind the ears, under the neck, at the base of the tail, maybe around the ankles.
About a billion fleas feels about right to me. Maybe two billion, but no more than that. The only real political solution though, is for the fleas to stop making so damned many new fleas.
And that is not going to happen.
KFG
"Steve Ballmer takes up two parking spaces in Microsoft parking lot!"
Yeah, but he's working some of it off with that Monkey Dance Aerobics thing that's becoming so popular.
KFG
. . . simple screenshots. . .
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YMMV
KFG
There once was a Master of Screws
Who thought it most wonderful news
That the AC's post
was more funny than most
But not all mods agreed with his views.
KFG
Hey, stop making fun of me, or I'll kick your ass in Black & White.
KFG
Yep, those are the two competing hypothesis. Each is reasonable and supportable. Neither is really testable. Pick your favorite.
KFG
Yes, we were known to be a tertiary target. We were a unique conglomeration of technology (equal at least to Los Alamos), industry and a transport hub, all within a few mile radius, the major power lines to NYC ran right through now that I think of it too, but hardly as important to nail as, say, the Groton sub base. We developed ( I can see a Manhatten project lab from my house roof)and made nukes, but we didn't "have" any.
I doubt we're even that now. We're more important as a research center, but most of the industry has gone and rail choke points are of little consequence anymore. We used to light and haul the world. The very first commercial television broadcast was made a few blocks from my house, as well as the first color broadcast. Back then we had the highest per capita density of PhDs in the world.
Now we mostly lead the world in cockroaches and crack hos.
Times change.
KFG
I'm not buying until it supports bluing for extra whiteness. Wouldn't hurt if it can core a apple either.
Otherwise I'm holding out for the commemorative Fireball XL5 model, with the Captain Scarlet cache.
All the magazine payed fluff pieces say that one's going to be Ultra Wicked Fast++!
I bet it even comes with a "Type R" sticker on it.
KFG
Well, I was thinking about military risk in time of war, not terrorist activity, but I can't say I've actually lost much sleep over the risk I'm under, even during the 60s when the threat was considered imminent.
I think I'm more likely to be mauled by a cheetah that escaped from the Catskill Game Farm than discomfited by a terrorist. I have friends, family and acquaintences who weren't so lucky though, because they lived in NYC or boarded a plane in Boston. The WTC was a known high risk building. The people who brought it down tried to do so once, and told us they'd keep trying. The people in the Chrysler Building didn't have much to worry about.
If you're sitting in or on a known target it isn't completely paranoid to have some concern.
Especially a military target in time of war. The White House would be a lot harder to protect if it were tall and skinny instead of broad and flat, and a lowly janitor there is at much higher risk than a general visitin his cousin in Peoria.
Risk concentrates in hotspots. Only 50,000 Americans died in the Vietnam war. About the same as die in auto accidents per year. But your risk driving to work is a bit lower than your risk assualting Hamburger Hill.
Avoid the hotspots and you avoid most of the overall risk. Like riding your bicycle where you're least likely to get hit by a car. Which, oddly enough, isn't always where the automobile traffic density is lowest and/or slowest.
Beware of the crossroads, on your bike, or where you work for the military.
KFG
Office workers in skyscrapers, absolutely, they make wonderful targets, as the followup to the failed bombing attempt demonstrated.
I wouldn't want to be an office worker engaged in military work in a skyscraper.
In contrast, look how easy the the low, wide Pentagon got off, comparitively speaking.
If you are engaged in military work, or just standing next to someone engaged in military work, you are a target. Remember that story a few days ago about GE developing luminous panels? That's just a few miles down the road from me, right next to the nuclear test facility, where they do things like work on nuclear submarines and missle systems. A couple blocks from my house is where America made most of its tanks until recently. A few blocks the other way is where most of the worlds electric generating turbines came from until recently.
I may be quietly working with OLED technology for civilian marine use, but I'm sitting down the street from the guy working on the missle systems, and I grew up with Russian missles pointed at me, just because I'm here, and for all I know have Chinese and Korean missles pointed at me right now.
My location puts me at risk.
Office workers in the Empire State Building are sitting under the communications hub for NYC and environs, like the harbor.
And it's an easy frickin' target, even if it's proven to be a might tougher than modern buildings. We make planes and missles larger and more explosive than B-25s these days.
I'd rather work uptown in a nice, anonymous, three story, thank you very much.
KFG
Excellent point about the muzzle.
I have this nasty habit of not just thinking about things, but putting them to the test to see if my thoughts bear out, like Farley Mowat actually trying to live on mice when he discovered how important they were to the diet of the wolf.
When the importance of the muzzle first occured to me I was living in Mexico and it was extremely easy to obtain a fresh, small pig carcass. You simply can't bite into one. It just doesn't work. And you aren't strong enough to so much as rip off a leg to gnaw on it, anymore than you could rip off your own leg. You need a knife. I found the upper reasonable limit to be something about the size of a chicken or duck, and even that takes a bit of work. A crow is much more human scale and a rat just about perfect, but large beetles will give you the most animal food with the least amount of work in gathering and consuming.
You can do a rough test yourself without being gross about it. Just find a sofa bolster, or fold a pillow in half. Try to bite it. It's nearly impossible, and yet it's easier than biting a pig, with its tough, hairy hide. And if you look like Ringo Starr (like I do) it hurts your nose just to try. Your dog will gleefully rip that bolster to shreds.
Even a large apple can present difficulties, and by the time you're up to the size of a cantalope you just smash it to get any of it into your mouth.
Interestingly what got me thinking about the muzzle is connected to my living in Mexico at the time. I was looking at vultures and wondering why they didn't have any feathers on their heads. When I learned the answer to that it got me thinking about other physical issues of predators.
KFG
It's the same way the radiator in your car works.
That would be with a fan.
KFG
I'd rather face a lion with a pointy stick, Masai style, than a single Cape Buffalo, the indigenous cattle to southern Africa where we ourselves were beget, let alone a herd of them. They're probably the single most dangerous animal you could possibly face.
But the real issue with the larger animals isn't even teeth, it's the shape of our skull. We've completely lost our "muzzle," that projection of the jaw what allows biting into a slab of beef, or whatever. On a large object we can't even get the thing into our mouths properly and our noses seriously get in the way. Look at a cat, which has a shorter muzzle than most predators of large animals because of its use of claws as a primary weapon. It has a fairly short muzzle compared to a dog, but it still has one, with the nose set no farther forward than the jaw. Among the primates the baboon is most prone to hunt and eat meat, and it has a distinctly pronounced muzzle, not to mention those pointy teeth.
If we caught a large animal, in the absence of cutting tools, such as stone knives, we'd be reduced to gnawing at its shins and ankles. We bring food to our mouths with our hands, in mouth sized portions.
Your point about running down a deer (or antelope) is one I often make, but often have a hard time convincing people of. We're endurance animals. We don't run fast on our two legs, but we can keep running at a steady pace for days at a time. Weeks even. We can run much faster animals to complete exhaustion, and evidence suggests this is exactly what we did. No need to do battle with a mammoth, mano a mano. Spook the herd, make them run. Then do it again, and again, and again. The first one to fall is the one we hit over the head with the rock and jab with our pointy sticks and cut up with our stone knives.
But we need those stone knives to render it into pieces small enough to bring to our mouths with our hands.
KFG
The visionary was Kurt Vonnegut, and the story was actually called "Harrison Bergeron," which even went so far as to extend itself to the hypothetical Apple commercial, right down to the gunshot and falling body.
KFG
If you don't have anything to hide, why did you put your mail in an envelope instead of using a postcard, hmmmmmmmmm?
KFG