Jobs, the man who set up a company that makes it fashionable to pay for
music, that sold products that have an ownership as tenuous as air,
that created the most obnoxious of technophiles, that had a sense of
pride that literally spilled from his turtleneck, and that is the
closest thing to a real life Super Villain in the 21st century. You
magnificent bastard, you will be missed. I wish I could say I own an
Apple product but I don't. Thanks for having the balls to stand up to my hero and your friend, Bill Gates.
Don't rest in peace. Genius never rests, even in death.