All posts by antipaucity

the jetsons used cash

They had flying cars. That would fold-up into a briefcase.

They had magic bubbles that’d pop out from their fingers to shroud themselves on their floaty-seats that delivered them to school or the mall.

But they used cash. Really? With all the crazy futuristic stuff they tried to wedge into that program, the creators thought we’d still be using cash in a flying-car future?

Maybe they were onto something. Cash does have the value of being tangible, and not being tracked.

what is happening with news publishers?

I think, closer to the lines of thought that Ben Thompson of Stratechery has laid-out, that news publishing is about to undergo a major nichification – the days of everyone trying to report everything is over.

“Local” (whether by geography, interest, or some other grouping mechanism) publishing in narrowly-defined niches is basically going to finish gobbling the Old Line news publishers in the next 3-5 years. And I see automated “curation” (though, if it’s automated, it’s technically not “curating”) as a clever way to cross-cut unforeseen niches from other niches (and from the handful of “major” publishers that will refuse to die – even through they’re going to dramatically shrink very soon) – think applying pivot table data anaysis concept to news and publishing, rather than mere data.

Jean-Louis Gassée wrote in February the following about Facebook, & Google, about news publishers: “If they are really willing to contribute to a sustainable news ecosystem, as they claim, both should allow publishers to sell subscriptions on their platforms (while collecting a fee, obviously).” 

And that’s certainly an interesting idea – but one that I think will only last, if it even comes to fruition, for a very short period of time. It’s the Napster of news publishing.

I see news publishing undergoing the same sea change the music industry did starting in the late 90s with the rise of #Napster. Until Napster came along, if you wanted to listen to a specific song, you had to either a) wait for it to be on the radio, b) get the vinyl/tape/CD, c) get a friend to record it for you from the radio or some media they had. Then Napster and its ilk came along with peer-to-peer file-sharing, crazy lawsuits from the #RIAA, and services like #Apple’s #iTunes charging a mere $0.99 per track (and $9.99 per digital album) made file-sharing (which became a major attack vector for malware)

Then Napster and its ilk came along with peer-to-peer file-sharing, crazy lawsuits from the #RIAA, and services like #Apple’s #iTunes charging a mere $0.99 per track (and $9.99 per digital album) made file-sharing (which became a major attack vector for malware) far far less interesting: why spend hours searching for and downloading songs (which might be lousy quality, not the “real” song, etc) when you could just go to iTunes and get what you want in a couple minutes for 99¢?

Then came Pandora. And Spotify. And probably all kinds of other services I don’t know anything about. Why? Because people wanted what they wanted when they wanted it.

The same is true for “news”. How much of an average newspaper issue does the historically-average newspaper reader actually read? 10%? 30%? 50%? I’d bet anything north of 20% is highly unlikely overall.

And what do you have to do to “read” the news in a newspaper? You need to skip past ads, you need to flip between pages (and sometimes sections), you need to physically get the paper. And on and on. Paginated websites (like diply, just to name one) try to replicate the newspaper feel (flipping pages, skipping ads, not being able to see everything until you get to the end, etc) in a move to make money by selling ads and forcing eyeballs to look at them. (To combat that, folks like me run tools like pihole and ublock origin.)

Nichifying news is going to be a huge thing very soon: somewhat akin to the idea of targeted newsletters, but for “real” news, and not just something related to a website.


Last week, for the better part of 4.5 days, this site was offline.

Along with, of course, every other domain hosted hereon .

Here’s the timeline of my actions

  • Tuesday, reboot to update kernel revs
    • system did not come back online
  • over the next several days, tried all kinds of diagnostic attempts, including
    • verified host was pingable, tracerouteable, etc
    • rescue environments to chroot and remove out of date packages, update boot menus, etc
    • remote KVM (which is Java based, and wouldn’t run on my macOS Sierra machine with Java 8 U121)
  • late Friday (or maybe it was Saturday), received a cron-generated email – which meant the server was up
    • had a bolt of inspiration, and thought to check the firewall (but couldn’t for several hours for various reasons)
  • Saturday evening, using a rescue environment from my hosting provider, chroot’ed into my server, and reset firewalld
    • reboot, and bingo bango! server was back

So. What happened? Short version, something enabled firewalld, and setup basic rules to block everything. And I do mean everything – ssh, http, smtp, etc etc.

Not sure exactly how the firewall rules got mucked-up, but that was the fix.



“Ladies and Gentlemen. Boys and Girls. Children of ALL ages. Ringling Brothers and Barnum and Bailey’s Circus is proud to present … GUNTHER .. GABLE .. WILLIAMS!!!”

Is about all I recall in vivid detail from when I went to see the RB&B&B circus as a kid with my parents, aunt, and friends. (And, as a sidebar, gave me the idea to be a host of something “cool” someday.”)

Saturday, my wife and I are taking our three to see Ringling Brothers on their farewell tour.

It’s exciting that I get to take my kids to see it.

But incredibly sad they won’t get to go again.

somewhere over the buffet

From the late, great John Pinnete (to the tune of “Somewhere Over the Rainbow”)

Somewhere over the buffet:
Food piled high.
There’s a meal I must get to,
Stop me and you will die.

Somewhere over the buffet:
Watch me fly.
Eating up all of the profits,
Making the owner cry.

Someday I’ll have my own buffet
Where no one can tell me to stop eating.
With prime rib, pork chops, pizza, ham –
A gastronomic wonderland!

I’ll be at every seating!

If scrawny, skinny men can fly
Over the buffet,
Why oh why can’t I?