Open source operating systems: The Linux story –

It is 1995 – a sunny June day in Boston, USA. I enter an apartment, the space is limited, the furnishings would also look good for a squatters’ community. Small groups of young men are always to be found between the mountains of the normal breakdown products of everyday life. On the kitchen table, a 15-inch tube screen spreads, which was married to an open PC case. The back is dominated by a network cable that leads to a hub in the living room. On the screen there is a mass of data, remains of log files and on the edge of the screen a bash root message decorated in shimmering red and blue.