The Lair

Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons, for you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup

whiplash

Wikipedia has the skinny, as usual.

Going from pedal to the metal, up to eleven work levels to … almost no fires to put out. That whiplash, ladies and gents, is from my workometer slowing from flat out crazy to almost managable inside 24 hours. Scary stuff. Long may it last, I say.

In other news of note, JRuby got Sun support. Well, sorta. I still like Jython though; but the lack of updates leaves me wondering if I should switch. Of course, if I had to do a project tomorrow using some scripting language adjunct to the JVM, I’d probably pick Rhino over all the other pretenders. The more I work with JavaScript, the better I appreciate the flexibility of the language. Irritating quirks aplenty to be sure, but still a great language. While on the subject of languages and environments, I recently discovered that Smalltalk has a Windows version. That sounds interesting enough to investigate soon. Back on topic with the JRuby development, I wonder how much the rise of RoR actually prompted Sun to take an interest? Too little too late? Then again, Mustang was going to (has?) bundle Derby and I don’t see many people moving away from the other pure Java databases just yet.

And in another plainitive bleating of the obvious, let me be only the eleventy billionth person to observe that there is no expectation of privacy on the internet. None. Search records? we got those. How about online stalking? Yup, got that covered. Then there is the Craigslist prank. Ok, so the last one just covered the stupidity (of people who responded) but still a point to be made about privacy in there, somewhere.

Maybe we all need to start using Tor for everything, every single search engine request. Wait, can’t do that either. I wasn’t being remotely serious anyway. Tor isn’t for normal everyday use, there just aren’t enough onion routers to go round for that sort of thing. But think twice before letting details of your particular predilection for donkey pr0n (or whatever else it is that might be deeply embarassing) escape into the logfiles of a search engine.

Just say it

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