OK, it’s 2014 and I’m banging away on my
Dell computer. I’m knocking out sentences and paragraphs in WORD and I’m surfing
the net, jumping from one news-oriented site to another while listening to
music courtesy of YouTube. And while I’ve yet to access one percent of my
Dell’s capacity, I’m perfectly content, just like most other Windows-XP users. How
many? At the time, I didn’t know and couldn’t have cared less.
Anyway, although
my knowledge of computers and computing is roughly equal to that of my pet goldfish,
I do know that other versions of Windows have come and gone over the years,
including the hated Vista and Windows 8.1. I’ve ignored these “advances in
computing technology” because my computer is already doing everything I want it
to do, and doing it rather fast.
Bottom line, I’m happy and don’t intend to
change my operating system. But then I receive a notice from Microsoft. On April
8, 2014, the company will officially abandon Windows-XP. The updates I’ve been
installing for the past ten years will no longer come my way.
I’m tempted,
like many, to raise a middle finger to Microsoft. I’m tempted to go bravely
forward with ignorance as my shield. And I would if my son wasn’t an engineer
who works at Google. Given the connection, due diligence requires that I take Microsoft’s
notice to an expert. Thus, when next I speak to Ethan, I mention the notice.
Ethan makes it
very clear. Without Microsoft’s support, without those updates, my computer
will suffer in two ways. Small bugs will not be addressed and thus accumulate.
Malware patches will not be issued and my computer, sooner or later, will become
infected. This is Microsoft’s way of implementing its basic strategy, he
explains. Unless Windows’ users purchase new versions of the operating system
from time to time, Microsoft cannot survive. That’s why the company forces
computer manufacturers to install only the latest version of Windows, no matter
how popular older versions are, or how unpopular (think Windows Vista) the latest
edition. Once the newer versions reach a critical mass, Microsoft can abandon
the oldest version still supported, forcing innocents like myself to pay for an
upgrade.
Now, you might
argue that a business plan is a business plan. Microsoft, after all, never
guaranteed to eternally support Windows XP. Besides, the whole deal was laid
out on page 2,137 of the terms-of-service agreement you checked off when you
registered your computer with Microsoft. So, stop whining and pony up.
I ponied, much
to my relief when the Wannacry ransomware hit computers still running Windows
XP. Thank-you, my son.
Millions of others, however…. The online
mag, Redmond, estimates the number of
XP users who clung to their outdated operating systems to be 250 million.
That’s users, folks, not computers.
Why did all these people stick with XP?
The main reason, obviously, is that XP did whatever they needed their computers
to do, from browse chat rooms to run hospitals. For this group, Microsoft’s
newer versions weren’t better, and Microsoft had to know that.
In an earlier
rant, I decried the Supreme Court’s conferring personhood on corporations. If
corporations are persons, I believe, they’re surely psychopaths, what with the
fiduciary obligation to the shareholders overriding every other concern. So, if
Microsoft were to compromise their business model by again supporting Windows
XP, say once they realized that 250 million people still relied on it, the
company would leave itself open to shareholder lawsuits. Couldn’t let that
happen, right? And think about poor Billy Gates. The man can hardly be satisfied
with his 86 billion, not with the likes of Jeff Bezos and Warren Buffet
climbing up his back. And what about those damn Koch brothers? Add their
billions together and the Koch family’s bottom line easily eclipses the fortune
assembled by Gates. Ditto for the Waltons of Walmart?
No, it’s upwards
and onwards. It’s the sky’s the limit. It’s the American Dream. It’s the crash
of a million computers. It’s that asshole who didn’t get his open-heart surgery
because the operating room was inoperable. It’s power, power, power, right up
until the day you die.
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