The Smell of Linux Spirit

New versions of Linux distributions are churned out at a remarkable pace.

Not only are new distros popping up all the time, but updates to existing distros are always up and coming as well.

For the seasoned Linux browser, it's a terrific thing to go cruising the boardwalk, looking into the various and sundry Linux distro shops. Seeing the newest, fresh roasted, hot and steaming ISO's placed ever so artfully in the windows.

See the ever improving, artful and quasi-commercially done artwork on the GRUB splash and boot images.

We meet our Linux friends in sidewalk 'cafes' to chat and compare notes on our favorites. Point out the latest, greatest improvements to catch our eye and chatter wildly at the thought of new potential.

Which is the newest "best of the bunch"? Who is this months media darling? Is there a scandal happening with the community in that distro? Is a Developer talking wildly at another?

We walk warily past others wearing their distro's colors, wearing shirts with unflattering comments, perhaps about our own personal favorite.

You see the younger, immature kids sprinting impishly with spray cans, daring each other to deface one of the "big distros" shops with the design or logo of an upstart rebel distro.

Look at the fans, crowding around the unexpected celebrity developer . See the shine in their eyes, hoping to hear the scathing words he might have for someone else.

The constant circle of bloggers who surround the Kings and stars of the moment, buzzing like insane flies.

As we step off to the side for a moment of air, to regain our composure and wits, escape the intoxicating press of novelty and techno-baubles that seem to overwhelm us from time to time.

We can see the oft cited Bazaar and Flea Market at opposite distances, polar ends in between which the boardwalk sits and entices casual explorers and seekers of something different to their open air cafes and well dressed rest areas.

As always, the well learned observer knows the truth , the real quality doesn't lay at either end of the boardwalk or always in the poshest shops, but true gems can be found by browsing the peddlers carts and stands as you walk from place to place. Looking over the small artisans areas, where time and passion have shaped their offerings to unique and clever forms.

Yes, we all know that we can return to the city and the big box mart where the big boxed sets will be always available and always at a "special" price, if you know the right person or have the best contacts.

But, walk once in awhile to the outer places, the different spaces where you are free to experience the range of feelings of freedom. Take in deep gasps of fresh air that hasn't been recycled or deodorized, sanitized and pressurized to fit in a convenient casing.

The best part is, you don't even have to buy anything. Almost all of the vendors and shops you pass by will give their treasures and crafted works for the price of stopping to visit. For reaching your hand in and taking the opportunity to explore and see what more is out there.

For most of these shopkeepers, money is helpful, but not nearly as precious as knowing they might have sparked something in someone. Something they poured their hard work and exhaustive learning into that will bring someone back again, perhaps to ask questions or even bring a friend. Sometimes, they come back and get so caught up in things they pull up a chair and start to add their own little bit to the vendors product. Even possibly making it more interesting and adding yet another dimension to it than even before.

The boardwalk is never quiet, no it isn't. it is always bustling and teeming with life. Take a stroll and see the sights.

You may never shop the box mart again.