Guys*. Seriously. This is the Twenty-First Century.
Does it make sense to you that everything should run slowly, unresponsively, and badly?
Does shipping intentionally crippled software get you hard? Is this a sexual kink thing?
Are you jacking off in your headquarters, imagining my cries of desperate futility?
"Moloch the incomprehensible prison! Moloch the crossbone soulless jailhouse and Congress of sorrows!"
Allen Ginsberg
...And yes, posting while angry is always an excellent strategy.
*This is, I feel, is totally a Patriarchy thing.
