To my friend, Jon.
Yesterday I lost a dear colleague, but above all a dear friend. I am afraid I will never be able to write these words, if I do not do it now, now that the pain is still so sharp and vivid. Jon was not perfect. In fact, among other things, Jon has taught me that there is no such thing as perfection, and that the illusion of perfection can be a tricky one, something than can fuck up your mind, and pretty badly. Jon was not perfect. What was Jon, you might wonder? I am not sure words will help me, but Jon was a lot of stuff. Clever was only one of these things. Inspirational, another. The right amount of rebel, too. A bit crazy, also. Jon was also kind, compassionate. Understanding and loving. I have met Jon some years ago, the passion for open knowledge has created the occasion for our first, random encounter. Almost everything I know today about open scholarship, I know because of Jon. He used to tell me that I got the key thing for being a successful open science advocate: w...