Happy Birthday, SteveS

Here's to the crazy one. The mercurial. The rebel. The market maker. The lucky guy with the new liver. The one who sees things differently. He's not fond of rules and bad typography. And he has no respect for mediocrity.

You can praise him, disagree with him, quote him, disbelieve him, glorify or vilify him. About the only thing you can't do is ignore him. Because this guy created the personal computer market, he introduced the first commercial computer with a graphic user interface, was booted from his own company, then came back, saved it from death, reinvented one of the best operating systems on the planet, reinvented the music player, kicked the record companies on the balls, failed to reinvent TV, reinvented the cellphone OS as we know it, got a cancer that means almost-certain death, recovered, and he's back in business, hopefully for a long time, and trying to change the computing world once again.

He invents. He sometimes has a very bad temper. He healed. He came back. He created again. And he keeps inspiring. Or at least, he inspires me.

Happy 55th birthday, Steve.

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