The answer is to stick it in your ear. The
singing ends, and Stallman's lips curl into another
child-like half smile. I glance around at the nearby
tables. The Asian families enjoying their Sunday lunch
pay little attention to the bearded alto in their midst.For more Stallman
filks, visit
http://www.stallman.org/doggerel.html. To hear Stallman
singing "The Free Software Song," visit
http://www.gnu.org/music/free-software-song.html.
After a few moments of hesitation, I finally smile too.
"Do you want that last cornball?" Stallman asks, eyes
twinkling. Before I can screw up the punch line,
Stallman grabs the corn-encrusted dumpling with his two
chopsticks and lifts it proudly. "Maybe I'm the one who
should get the cornball," he says.
The food gone, our conversation assumes the dynamics of
a normal interview. Stallman reclines in his chair and
cradles a cup of tea in his hands. We resume talking
about Napster and its relation to the free software
movement. Should the principles of free software be
extended to similar arenas such as music publishing? I ask.
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