ECMANAUT : “Did you know, that every time Blogger adds a new feature, or repackages an old feature into some other page, they reinvent the wheel, changing CSS classes, id attributes and HTML structure, rather than making reusable standardized components?
They really do!”
Oh, I believe it. I believe, in fact, that although Blogger may be owned by Google, it stands apart and utterly separate, in its own little bloggy world. Perhaps out in the Sunset. Or Noe Valley. Evhead is gone, but Biz Stone, Genius—if we are to measure by Blogger Buzz—still finds it all big fun.
Blogger went down for a night, last week, taking with it, worst of all, any number of Blogspot posts. And when it came back up, having moved to the New Servers every shaky site on the web is about to move to, has only just moved to, or plans or hopes to, one day. Which, to this old hand, has become something like the internet equivalent of, The check is in the mail.
It’s all a mystery to me. Well, maybe not the part where things are run by youngish men of uncertain pedigree—no, that, honey, is what we call Life. You mostly stand by, watch them screw up, offer no suggestions ‘less you want your head bit off—and pick up after. Unless you are of the generation to whom this kind of work has become available. Me, my choices at that age were, be a stewardess or … I’m thinking, I’m thinking.
Damn, haven’t I just described all of history? It has always been presupposed that we prefer the supportive role, to watch the genius (M) at work. The genius (F) however, upsets the order of things, and works alone. But you knew that.
Hey, Biz and buds? I’ll bet anything your bosses know how to do this. Maybe ask Google?
