I don't like visiting the god of sociology. I don't like hearing him talk; I don't even like how he dresses. I hate that guy. But that balding bastard has a point. This thing is a dead end.
OK, I see some confused people in the back. Doubtless ignorant of the happenings in even their miserably short life span. Which platform won the electronic computing wars? The PC. Why? Because it was better? No! It was inferior in almost every important way. Ah, but it was open. Not is some kind of feel-good way, but in a very practical way, that allowed other entities to tinker with, improve and extend the steaming piece of electro-crap until it was something much better.
I'm surprised at Jobs. He always seemed canny the few times I'd met him. Oh, those eyes. Those beady eyes. Maybe he's planning on opening it later. Can't the fool see that the time to strike is now? Oh well. The thoughts of mortals are closed to gods.
Enjoy your short-lived shiny new straight jacket.