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SQL Alchemy and Michael Bayer

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From past few months, I have been trying to put something together at work and am using SqlAlchemy extensively. I am just impressed by the dedication and sincerity exuded by this open source project. Its very hard to be not inspired by Mr. Michael Bayer, who is one of the authors.

Just check out the groups and you will see that every single question gets an answer., most of the times as a bonus with related links to documentation and other resources. Checkout their timeline ; I dont think most commercial projects carried out by teams of people who get paid for their work will be able to deliver so consistently. Every issue you report to the groups are analyzed and if they are true bugs, are ticketed, fixed and released in the next change set. You will also be notified about the ticket number and release version where it has been fixed.

Most open source projects begin being very helpful and active, but eventually they will loose traction and skid off to the “Junk Software Universe” far out into the outer space. But SqlAlchemy is been around for a considerably long time and still hasn’t lost the spark. They have kept going and have helped so many people to get something working which otherwise couldn’t have been possible.

This blog post is a tribute to Michael Bayer, SqlAlchemy and the community. Not that I am Leo Babuta and I get 50000 diggs per day on my blog, but I wanted to highlight what I have witnessed.

Cheers SqlAlchemy, Cheers Michael Bayer.

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“No effort is ever lost”
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Karmayoga, Bhagavadgita

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