Re: Java EE on tomcat?
On 22.09.2011 17:39, Lew wrote:
EricF wrote:
Arne_Vajh=F8j?= wrote:
But to me it is difficult to see why go with a non-standard
solution exists when a standard solution exists that does the
same.
Arne, I certainly agree with your comment in general. Personally I like Java
and many parts of JEE, but I'm not sure how "standard" Oracle solutions are.
There are several JEE servers so there are a few options - Websphere,
Weblogic, JBoss, Glassfish, ... I must be missing 1 or 2. But have you ever
ported an EJB from 1 to the other? I have. Standard solutions just aren't that
standard anymore.
The LAMP stack, JEE, Spring are all different ways to do similar things.
Options are nice.
But Spring is not a nice option.
MySQL is all right, I guess, but there are better solutions out there.
That depends on the nature of the application and the load it will have
to cope with. I can't see any information about that in this thread but
maybe I just missed it.
Kind regards
robert
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