[un/loquer] El cuento de los dos puentes.

[Rafael Vega]

Hey, un pedazo muy bonito del manual de ZMQ
http://zguide.zeromq.org/page:all#The-Tale-of-Two-Bridges.
Sigo maravillado con la relación tan estrecha que este man pone entre
código hard-core y con aplicaciones muy concretas y sus filosofías.

Saludos@

Rafa.
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The Tale of Two
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Two old engineers were talking of their lives and boasting of their
greatest projects. One of the engineers explained how he had designed one
of the greatest bridges ever made.

"We built it across a river gorge," he told his friend. "It was wide and
deep. We spent two years studying the land, and choosing designs and
materials. We hired the best engineers and designed the bridge, which took
another five years. We contracted the largest engineering firms to build
the structures, the towers, the tollbooths, and the roads that would
connect the bridge to the main highways. Dozens died during the
construction. Under the road level we had trains, and a special path for
cyclists. That bridge represented years of my life."

The second man reflected for a while, then spoke. "One evening me and a
friend got drunk on vodka, and we threw a rope across a gorge," he said.
"Just a rope, tied to two trees. There were two villages, one at each side.
At first, people pulled packages across that rope with a pulley and string.
Then someone threw a second rope, and built a foot walk. It was dangerous,
but the kids loved it. A group of men then rebuilt that, made it solid, and
women started to cross, everyday, with their produce. A market grew up on
one side of the bridge, and slowly that became a large town, because there
was a lot of space for houses. The rope bridge got replaced with a wooden
bridge, to allow horses and carts to cross. Then the town built a real
stone bridge, with metal beams. Later, they replaced the stone part with
steel, and today there's a suspension bridge standing in that same spot."

The first engineer was silent. "Funny thing," he said, "my bridge was
demolished about ten years after we built it. Turns out it was built in the
wrong place and no one wanted to use it. Some guys had thrown a rope across
the gorge, a few miles further downstream, and that's where everyone went."


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Rafael Vega
email.rafa at gmail.com
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