It is unpleasant enough that GeoCities has followed the
MicroSatan®™ practice of churning the interface in
lieu of responsible stewardship of their invaluable resources, but, worse still, they have done so
badly, ineffectually & unsuccessfully, endlessly incurring nagging script errors and other
popup nuisances as well as innumerable ill-conceived initiatives to the degree that its users are
unable to discern useful & essential design methods from frivolous & faulty vestiges of
abandoned interfaces.
Ultimate best practice is voting with your feet. We have moved to a mirror to escape vicitmization
by GeoCities' folly & incompetence. This site is left intact but is rarely updated as of
5/2000.
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".... the wells of Narcissus.
... American society turned out to be profoundly conformist, suspicious of any idea that couldn't be
yoked
to the wheel of progress, deeply reverent in the presence of wealth. Wit was predictably
disastrous, and
the ambitious clerk or college man soon learned that, in the troubled sea of worldly affairs, one
sinks by levity
and rises by gravity. ... And, because the television audience wishes to include itself in the good
life seen
on the screen (traveling to Europe, choosing between the Mercedes and the Lexis, conversing
with Heather Locklear),
the class bias of American humor, which once favored the least fortunate members of society at
the expense of
their self-important overlords, reversed direction, and much of what now passes for merry witticism
... plays on
the anxieties endured by the most fortunate members of the society when confronted with
apparitions from the
lower depths - scary street persons, hostile waitresses, ugly dogs. " { to wit,
morlocks - editor }-
- Lewis H. Lapham, Painted Fire (Notebook column), Harper's Magazine
11/96 p13
Into the cavern ‡ morlock theory & practice
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§ Night's garden §
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"New ideas are for the most part like bad sixpences,