So this crusty punk walked up to me on the street and handed me a sandwich, but it was moldy bread, rotten meat, and a brown substance that came out of someone. And I said "this sandwich is terrible!", but they said "it's a free software sandwich so you can't complain!"
And this is why I go into a nice deli with a cook who's been making sandwiches for a living for decades to get my food, instead of eating whatever that is that punk's handing out.