CSotD: Trust in Google, but back-up your hard drive
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Today's Dilbert doesn't exactly give me hope, but it at least reassures me that I'm not alone.
I can't always tell when I'm just being an old fart and when the young punks are actually running wild, but we're nearly two months past the point where Google killed off the iGoogle homepage so they could push everyone onto the Next Big Thing.
I still think Google Plus is useless, despite the company's demand that we all join, but the more compelling issue here is that you have to wonder what it would have cost Google to keep the old home page function alive.
I'll bet they didn't have to shut it down if they didn't want to.
So how can I trust them not to suddenly decide that I shouldn't have Gmail anymore because they want to shove me onto some alternative thing they've come up with?
The main thing I hate about Google Plus is that people jump into your circle uninvited, which leaves it wide open for a lot of one-way "Look at my stuff!" messages from people who are not getting your "Look at my stuff!" messages.
It's not just Google, of course.
Facebook was built on a principle of "friends" and "sharing," but the concept is become increasingly mythological. Once you get beyond a certain number of friends, you don't see what most of them are posting.
Which I would understand if it meant an uncluttered newsfeed, but there sure seems to be plenty of space lately for "suggested" posts. I think I'd rather pay something for a fair venue than belong to a "free" one that offers preferential treatment for those who slip the headwaiter a tip.
Also this year, Adobe, having gotten everyone in graphics and publishing hooked on Photoshop, InDesign and other necessary software, decided to stop asking them to upgrade.
Now Adobe only sells their programs on a subscription basis. You can no longer buy a copy on a disk and then sit tight and skip a few revisions until you can afford the new one.
The idea that you have control of your social media or computer applications is an illusion, and I don't think my discomfort is a function of age. Except in the sense of being experienced and a little harder to shock.
I'm about to start using cloud storage, but not without some hard-drive backup. A copy in the cloud, in case my house burns down. A copy in my house, in case Google or Carbonite or whoever either screws up and loses everything or suddenly announces, "Oh, you don't want the cloud anymore. We shut that down. Here, you want this instead."
And excuse me if I refuse to blame this entirely on my doddering old age.
This past summer, a group of American college students participating in a journalism program in Ghana were victims of burglars who took off with their laptops, iPods and cameras. Which is certainly what we old-timers would term a "bummer."
But, aside from losing records of their current projects, they spoke of losing "years of intangible memories, pictures, music, portfolio pieces and schoolwork that can never be replaced."
One lost all the materials for his thesis.
And as much as I feel their pain, my response was "What in the hell were you thinking?"
I do a complete backup of my laptop to an external hard drive before I take it out of town, never mind out of the freaking country, never mind to parts of the world where every single bit of advice to travelers includes a warning that small, expensive stuff is apt to get up and walk away.
Hey, I may be an old fart addicted to belt-and-suspenders thinking, but I'm not the one standing around bare-assed now.
Yes, thank god indeed. (But it was only a metaphor.)

xkcd notes one element of an equally vexing issue.
There are some interfaces out there that are so incredibly annoying and dysfunctional that you really have to wonder if anyone in the executive offices has ever tried to use them.
Which is like wondering how many newspaper publishers have ever seen the combination of scams and soft porn that is posted on their websites alongside the news stories? Or do they only see how much revenue their "on-line ads" are bringing in? (Pick "B")
Specific to the complaint in this cartoon, I think the first issue is that the geeks who set up the site are so vain that they assume that you are as fascinated by their content as they are, and thus willing — nay, thrilled — to adapt to their way of viewing it.
The second issue kind of flips the question of whether the brass has seen the site, which is that you have designers who know a lot about computers and not a damn thing about the enterprise.
No, no — small "t," small "e."
They know all about The Enterprise. They know too goddam much about The Enterprise.
But I've worked at small papers where the tech staff knew all about web design and computer programming and maintenance, but had no idea how newspapers worked. So they could install Quark or InDesign, but they couldn't troubleshoot it past whether it booted up properly, because what it is actually supposed to do was beyond them.
So when a page would freeze up on deadline, their response was to come in the next day and re-install the program so that the page could freeze up again that night probably for the same reason, the only difference being that you were on a tighter deadline because you'd spent two hours standing around while they reinstalled things.
Not that we ever had to ask for that service.

(The Norm, Jan. 15, 1998. It's not a new phenomenon.)
Strangely precognitive MGG:

I don't know how he did this, but Mike Peters slam-dunked the news cycle from six weeks away with his eyes closed.
I'm annoyed enough with the privatisers in Congress, who moved to put the postal service out of business with the ridiculous demand that they pre-pay their benefit packages up front, that the stories of UPS and FedEx holiday screwups delighted me.
But, to be fair, I suspect some editor some place didn't get his stuff on time, assigned some cub reporter to find out what the hell happened, and from there it just degenerated into another pack-journalism feeding frenzy.
A week from now, we'll probably find out that, after further review, deliveries went pretty much as usual.
Nobody will carry the story, mind you.
Christmas is over and, after all, we've written enough about how UPS and FedEx screwed it all up this year.
Speaking of precognition:
Before there was Google, before there was Adobe, before there was even Microsoft …
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