Pigs

Saturday, March 29, 2008 by Dave Winer.

A little pig came up to me while I was waiting at a stop light in Walnut Creek.  

He squealed "Pssst down here." I looked down. The pig looked up at me and asked: "Can you keep a secret?"  

I don't know, I said. It depends. 

"Oh hell," said the pig. "I'll tell you anyway." 

"You know how Amazon has all those great web services." 

Yes, I said, I use them and they're great.  

"Well how would you like to get all those services and more, and get to run software in Google's cloud, just like all the people at Google do?" 

Yes, I would, I said, wondering how much this would cost. 

"How much would it cost?" I asked. 

"That's the best part," said the little pig. "For a guy like you, a blogger, with modest needs, it would be free." 

I bent down and gave the pig a kiss on the cheek and said "You're a very nice little pig." 

The light changed and I crossed the street. I noticed the pig was stopping the next person and asked if he could keep a secret.