Re: Bah!
"Didn't the scroll at the beginning start out with "Episode IV: A New Hope" even in the initial release?"
Did you read my post with your eyes closed?
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"We need to be very careful of a confusion of terms."
We do indeed. 25 years ago the US release was of a film called "Star Wars".
That's it. No subtitle. No "Part IV".
The numbering and subtitling came later, when the gate was enough to get funding for The Empire Strikes Back. I well remember a collective (and loud) "You wot?" in a Birmingham (UK) cinema when the titles for that claimed it was "Part V".
My American wife argued this point with me for years until AMC showed an original print about five years ago, along with unredacted opening credits.
"Very close to a success" or as human beings say "fail". Why is is so difficult for Schiap Chaps to admit this? Someone fucked up.
And as usual, that someone was a programmer, sorry, software architect, who in a move of staggering incompetence wrote a critical routine that had no "gibberish result" check.
Nought out of ten. Go and read "Object Oriented Software Construction" and fucking well pay attention to the basic rule about unspecified results.
Luxury!
I once took my wife's digital point-and-shoot camera into CompUSA to claim on the extended warranty and the Manager actually left the building under the pretext of "checking something".
Another time I asked about getting some extra memory for my veteran computer (and brought one of the two boards in so they could properly ID the type - just like I would when repairing my cars back in the UK), and was told in dismissive tones by the foetus on the parts desk (who made no effort to check the stock with his spiffy new workstation) that "They don't make that sort of memory any more". I went home, put the memory back in, limped around the interwebs for a bit getting educated, then went back and asked for the exact type of memory I needed, and was promptly sold the two boards I'd asked for only hours before.
I was tempted to call a manager and ask him to explain to Mr Wizard the inevitable self-defeating result of making it easier for customers to buy their computer stuff from this new place called "Amazon" than CompUSA, but decided nothing good could come of it.
Two months later that store closed it's doors, soon to be followed by every other CompUSA store.
These were the same geniuses that took two months to get a simple repair done to my Brother in Law's Mac G3. The reason? "The Apple Guy only comes in on Tuesdays, and sometimes not even then".
Evolution in action. The internet didn't kill this retail store chain, they rigged a noose made of poor staff engagement and training and hung themselves.
Here in NY I'd have the answer: Chargeback.
I understand this is not as straightforward in the UK though.
I recently had trouble when ordering something from the UK - not computer related. I received a confirmation that my registration with the firm's website had happened, then a second mail giving details of the 'shipped" order.
When I tried to follow the link the website denied all knowledge of me. I contacted the firm (a reputable one I'd done business with some years ago I might add) and it was suggested I set up the account again. This, naturally had zero effect since the new account showed no order activity.
However I was aware I was on a script here so had to go through the motions if I were ever to get my item.
Two months have now passed so I wrote again pointing out that I was not trying to be difficult but was between a rock and a hard place. The firm was saying they had shipped the order, yet I had no way of checking that it had gone out and no way of tracking the package (assuming that provision for doing that had even been thought of). Additionally, another firm affiliated with the first had delivered a related item to me two weeks before, and I had placed the order with them almost three weeks after the one I was having trouble with.
I then wound up the email by asking when my representative thought it would be appropriate to contact my credit card company and request a chargeback.
Those were the magic words. A mail was waiting for me this morning informing me that the package had been returned to the firm because the address was malformed (typo in the zip code). Now it is quite possible that I typoed the Zip (unlikely, but possible) so I'm not complaining about that. What I *am* complaining about is that it took me making a veiled threat to get someone to go and have a proper look at the situation. The item must have been sitting there for weeks.
This sort of nonsense is why I avoid doing business with UK-based small firms.
To cap it off, the account registration page, the one that accepts the password for the account, is not served over HTTPS. Oh, and the Javascript was buggy. It would only show me UK counties in the drop down list until I submitted the page and let it yell at me for not selecting an "area" for my address. The capcha device was also risible, ordinary bolded text with a background graphic reminiscent of a "Twister" mat. Even I could have botf*cked my way round that.
I'm not naming names because the original mistake was possibly mine and a good faith effort has now started to put things right.
But Gordon Bennet, what a needless run around the houses for all concerned.
No more space roombas.
Humans, multiple, in a proper Moonbase. No landing two people in a machine made of chicken wire and Cadbury's Old Jamaica tinfoil and claiming that as a moonbase. No sheds that are occupied for two weeks and abandoned in place. Proper domes and landing pads for the Eagle transports.
Keep the robotics where they belong: Realdoll fembots.
Actually, since the original Apollo project was run as a military-style, highly compartmentalized one, the contractors who developed the tech were under certain legal obligations.
As was covered in the now-defunct Omni magazine back in the 90s, after 25 years in storage, the documentation on How To Go To The Moon was ... destroyed. Presumably to prevent it falling into enemy hands. Keeping such documents carried and still carries heavy penalties.
So as was pointed out in the Omni article, if we wanted to go back to the moon we'd have to do huge chunks of the R&D over again, all because no-one in power thought it worthwhile to archive the records somewhere centrally.
Now it is true that there have been huge leaps in materials science since Apollo, but a quick trawl through the NASA histories shows that we currently still hold our breath when firing unmanned rockets to the ISS in low earth orbit (the irony of having the Roosies take up our astronauts in a vehicle older than the decommissioned space shuttle must be making JFK and Nixon spin in their graves).
Lofting a booster capable of ramming a payload into a seriously businesslike trans-lunar injection is probably beyond our power right now. Hell, the one we used back in the day was barely fit for purpose. The wonder is that more people weren't lost riding it into the sky.
The truth is that for the average tax payer space is boring. No-one has ever explained why it is important in terms Joe Public can relate to. And for all the blabber coming from the White House in the last twenty years, not one dollar has been sent to fund the pie-in-the-sky Mars Shot. Not "Mars, Ho!" GWB, Not "Mars or Bust" BO, and certainly not "Mars - I could use a candy bar right now!" OPOTUS.
I'm sending a note to OPOTUS and former Cyber Czar Giuliani to the effect that we used to have Unisys mainframes and greenscreens and never once got hacked in twenty five years.
One massive re-rollout later I shall have employment for the foreseeable future and all the Javascripties and C-like language scaredy cats will be sent off with a flea in their collective ear as they so richly deserve and be told to go back to school and learn proper computers and to keep off my lawn.
Trump shall Make Computing Great Again!
Yeah, saw this coming about one second after reading the original El Reg description of the killswitch.
Perhaps if the bright young thing that found it had not been so hungry for fame we might have caught some breathing space.
Oh well.
Next up: Why the government can be trusted with your encryption keys and why they should have a proper back door into your computer that only they can ever use.
I must be slow today.
It has only just occurred to me that this is a godsend to some. I imagine an encrypted hard-drive is evidence enough for the IRS when claiming that tax records have been "lost".
*Much* better than a flood or fire, much less indiscriminate in its destruction.
It's like a Neutron Bomb for tax dodgers.
"What isn't being discussed is WHY so many people are not enabling automatic updates"
Well in my case Automatic Updates were enabled on boot of my Win 7 Home Ed. laptop, but WU did nothing but spin taking up 51% of the cpu for about a year. Any time I needed to do real work I was forced to shut down the service. WU started "working" a few weeks ago when the massive Windows 10 update was rolled out.
I just built a new Win 7 pro machine, finally managed to get the "Security Rollup" update to install after MUCH fucking about and once again I am looking at a 51% WU cpu usage for no actual gain.
So, for me (and I suspect a nation or 74 of others) the simple fact is Windows Update has become unresponsive through no fault of the user.
I will await the shirtstorm of victim blaming coming my way.
All Americans ought to go and find out how the Canadians describe the war of 1812.
My favorite from that fracas was the use of the Hucleberry Hound Ploy to make a few hundred troops and indian levies look like thousands by marching them in front of a wood, then having them double-time it back to the start behind it for another go round.
Fort Detroit surrendered with nary a shot fired.
Anything that makes me not have to use that bug-ugly flat three-color GUI is a good thing.
It has infected the ATMs hereabouts now, and the new workflow required to get what used to be a simple job done requires three more screen operations, each requiring me to look at the Visual Nasty even longer.
It is the sort of square and ugly GUI that IKEA might sell in a flatpack under the name "Güi".
Bandwidth challenges in my workplace mean four seconds from selecting a mailing to it actually loading into the preview pane when everything is working properly. Periodically, typically as I'm trying to type a reply or building a filter to move something important out of the storm of reply-to-all "Me too"s which liven up my day, the spinning wheel of annoyance pops up and the entire shambles goes Nonresponding Grey for anything up to 15 seconds.
This outage just meant I was less aggravated by the bloody thing yesterday.
Oh gawd, are IT still implementing the Big Black Book?
Ollie White pointed out the project-killing results of that over forty years ago.
I once turned down a very lucrative contract, pissing off my agent no end and dooming myself to months of unemployment, because the client, when asked, proudly claimed that the time to review "non-standard deviations from written protocols" was after the BBB version was live.
I just couldn't bear the thought of my name being on the first version, and becoming a curse word for all who came after.
I once did a two week training course in Albany NY and needed to claim the costs of traveling from NYC. My employer would only reimburse the cost of an Amtrak ticket even if I drove. I used the train, but somehow the first return ticket detached from the expense claim, leaving only the two NYC-Albany tickets and the final Albany-NYC ticket. My expense claim was denied and I appealed, leading to the following conversation:
Them: You only supplied evidence of three journeys.
Me: But two of them were from NYC to Albany. I must have come back, yes?
Them: Yeees ...
Me: and you would reimburse me the ticket price if I drove, right?
Them: Yeees ...
Me: And you don't require any documentation for gas or tolls, right?
Them: That's right.
Me: So what do you care? I've demonstrated that I made four journeys, one of which could have been by Concorde for all you care since under the rules you will only pay the going rate for a train ticket and you only require evidence of a train trip, not of gas expenditure or airplane tickets. The train tickets I supplied show the going rate. Therefore I should be reimbursed for four trips.
Them. Okay.
To this day I have no idea why the bean counter couldn't do that math himself. He knew I'd appeal the decision and he caved in like a cheap suitcase in sparrow's fart time. Maybe he was lonely and needed the conversation.
Would this 2FA you write of be the same 2FA that last week was reported in these vary pages as horribly, fatally compromised by a crummy SMS protocol implementation, so bad it was an open invitation for hackers to come right in and make themselves at home?
I own to being confused by these mixed messages.
This "do as I say, not as I do" thinking is SOP in the computer biz.
At the dawn of the dot net era I sat through a presentation in which it was shown that buffer overrun vulnerabilities were a thing of the past because of smarts built into the new Visual Studio C# gubbins.
I asked if Microsoft had used this Mad Science to re-engineer the eagerly-awaited new iteration of Windows (due in a few months).
If looks could kill I'd have left the presentation in a bucket.
Last week I sat though a Noracle presentation of their latest and greatest cloud-enhanced enterprise monitoring and management tool. It was dead impressive.
Right up until someone else (I've learned my lesson and am tired of sitting in the uncooperative corner) asked "Do you use this at Oracle?"
Of course the answer was "No, not yet". They aren't fools. They want the bugs kicked out before they deploy it.
I think of all the stupid stuff I've come across, five part line printer paper has to take the McVitties Digestive.
In order to get the fifth part to show anything at all you had to crank up the hammer velocity to such levels the first two parts were often turned into confetti as the letters were drilled through the paper.
Then there was the time I worked a Unisys contract and a fellow consultant sent ten copies of a monster report to the only available line printer. I waited for two hours to use the printer then asked what was printing.
When I found out I asked why ten @SYMs had been sent. When the requestor had explained, I asked "why not send it as three three-part prints and a single-part?" the requestor's eyes widened in horror. Others around me were asking "what is three part when it is at home?"
This is what happens when the programmers know nowt about the hardware.
...because no-one carries another pen to scribble over that one or some hand sanitizer or (if this happens often enough) a small can of isopropyl alcohol.
I work for someone who used to keep permanent markers and dry erase (all black of course) in the same ziplock baggie. This invariably caused everyone to scream "be careful!" when a newbie needed to demonstrate something and was given the Bag o' Pens.
I asked once why the man didn't simply get a second ziplock baggie and separate the permanent pens from the dry erase. He looked at me like I was from Mars.
Then one day I turned up with a four color pen set, an eraser and some dry erase fluid* in a spritzer bottle.
"Where did you get those?" thundered the great man.
"Bought 'em" sezzeye.
"Where from?" he snarled.
"Staples" sezzeye.
"What, with your OWN money?" he spluttered incredulously.
"Yep. All ten bucks of it. Think what could be achieved with managerial levels of reimbursement. Non-black pens, erasers, a second baggie for the permanent pens. The possibilities are limitless." sezzeye.
This sort of conversation is why I don't get invited to meetings any more.
This bloke also has several whiteboards in his office but they are full of fossil writings and he won't let anyone erase them. I turned up one day with a Notepad folding whiteboard and my pens and he was so bewildered by my cunning Portable Visual Aid ploy he couldn't concentrate on the idea no matter how simple the drawing.
* irony abounds.
I worked for an agency for years which routinely "forgot" to pass on Social Security taxes it withheld from the consultants's wages. I only found out because I turned 50 the year I started with them and so received a report of my payments/expected retirement benefits.
When I told the others they ranged from "who cares" to sending demands to the agency. I went a different route and contacted the SSA who in turn told me to simply send a copy of my year end witholdings (W2) to them and they'd correct the records. This became a yearly ritual, and I often wondered why none of the Company Officers ever got pulled in to explain these discrepancies.
Years after I left them, people are finally doing time for the shenanigans.
But I still wonder what took so long. The scam was stupidy blatant.