Gremlins update
Judging from the countless messages sent to the Blogger (ie Blogspot) help line, Salut! must have been among thousands of web logs suffering yesterday from those old bX-vjhbsj blues.
That is what the error was called and it appeared on the screen when people tried to visit certain blogs or, once there, post and view comments.
A technical note, intended to assist those whose blogs were affected, helpfully advised "hitting Refresh in the browser" to "workaround the problem".
"Workaround" one of those non-words invented with the aim of incensing English speakers.
But in any case, the idea that blog readers get out so little that they will sit there hitting the "refresh" key over and over again until they can read my thoughts on the French smoking ban is mildly absurd.
If I correctly understand the next phrase - "unfortunately pushing out the new build involved a few minutes outage" - it becomes clear that Salut! was unavailable at all for some time (and, I think, rather more than "a few minutes").
It is also evident, from a quick check on the clever site that counts and analyses visits to my blog, in almost Orwellian Big Brother fashion, that the effect here was seriously to reduce yesterday's numbers.
All now seems to have been resolved. Thank you for your patience, and welcome back.
Labels: Big Brother, blogging, gremlins
By Colin Randall @ Friday, February 02, 2007 ¦
15 Comments:
It's Anglo Saxon technology and therefore deficient. I wonder why people take time out to comment such routine incidents. There are far worse cases of sloppy engineering, for example Merkx concealement of its drug problems.
It's a fact that the Anglo Saxon's have had to reengineer their language three times over the last couple of millennia, in order to escape the meaningless gibberish they were using.
First Latin, then German, finally French.
Looks like there is a need for a new import. But go mess up somebody else's language this time round, try Swahili.
OMG. We've been getting this kind of sudden unprompted outburst from Richard of Orléans for the best part of a year now.
Isn't it maybe time that he sat down and assembled in some kind of order the "Collected Thoughts of Richard d'Orléans" ? How about Mein Bumph as a title, a seminal work of the 21st century in which evil Anglo-Saxons are made a scapegoat for all the ills of the world ?
Now that's a bit close to the bone, some might say. One must have been keeping bad company to come up with something like that.
What non-Anglosaxon defective technology made President Chirac open his mouth without putting his brain in gear yesterday? I have a mental image of his advisors whispering frantically, "No, no, Monsieur le President, a nuclear bomb is not the same thing as a nuclear power station."
Would the "sloppy engineering" of Merckx be of the same order as the French contaminated blood scandal of several years ago? I expect the French cover-up operation was more practised, though!
I had gremlins too, Colin. No one could post comments for 24hours! It's a bit cheeky Blogger saying there were problems 'for a few minutes'.
Richard, you may remember a fine example of French sloppy meteorology reading when the Chernobyl radio-active cloud was claimed to grind to a halt at French border controls, and, having no passport, carry on south to Italy. Yeah, right!
Should Chirac's gaffe make us love him a little more than we did, SH, or go and hide in the bunker while he's still in charge?
We're supposed to be more scared of the mullahs with a couple of nuclear bombs than the Anglo Saxons who turn the planet to toast in order to "preserve the American way of life". Well we ain't.
The meteorological problem was a case of deception. Make my day Anglo Saxons, let's take up the cudgels on that subject.
The French contaminated blood issue was a Government foul up/cover up. Happens in the NHS once a week. Of course in the USA they just leave the guys without insurance on the street.
You're the Anglosaxon, you Sassenach, so take up cudgels with yourself.
I would recommend a stanza from one of the poems of Robert Burns. I'll paraphrase it in Queen's English, otherwise, like the rest of your breed, you won't understand it.
Oh would some Power give us the gift
To see ourselves as others see us!
It would from many a blunder free us
And foolish notion;
Appropriately enough the poem is entitled "To a Louse".
Oh! mighty city of London! you are wonderful to see,
And thy beauties no doubt fill the tourist's heart with glee;
But during my short stay, and while wandering there,
Mr Spurgeon was the only man I heard speaking proper English I do declare.
I know one isn't supposed to lift words out of context, Anne Gilbert, but are you aware of what you have just written ?
"....a rabies attack of anne gilbert verse"
That's an odd yet fitting expression you've come up with there!
One wonders what new surprises will come from that inventive pen of yours.
".... a smallpox attack of anne gilbert prose" ?
Well, CR, I don't know whether fear of Chirac has played any part in the decision of approximately 300,000 French citizens to live and work in Great Britain. I refer to an article headed "French join exodus for la vie en rosbif" in today's Sunday Times. Now obviously the Anglosaxon of Orleans will tell us that defective Anglosaxon technology has got the numbers wrong and only 3 misguided Frenchmen have chosen this move. This would hardly explain Sarkozy's visit to London last week in search of expat votes.
So it appears that the number of Britons and French people living in each others' countries is roughly equal, all benefitting from the reciprocity agreements between EU member states. Reports that most of those 300,000 come from Orleans are credible, but somewhat exaggerated.
I'm back and have loads of blogs to catch up on - looks as though a lot has been happening in the last couple of weeks.
This one too......
and the next four or five
I just had an e-mail from Louise to say she was home again, so I was taking it upon myself to announce it here. But she's beaten me to it. Nice to have her back and sounding like her old self.
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