I'm sorry that Dave chose to write about the sweet but clueless Trish, "proud" and "privileged" to be using an OS her studly geek husband blackmailed her into letting him install for her, eventually feeling "left out" because Netscape won't let her clip coupons with her friends. Could Dave could have been more patronizing if he'd tried with both hands?
The only thing I share with Trish is the XX chromosome. I'm a professional Linux bore like you -- but for work I need five or six graphical browser windows open all day long. And this afternoon I reached one too many of those (killall -9 netscape; rm ~/.netscape/lock) moments. With my head in my hands, I actually considered -- for more than a few minutes -- pitching Linux entirely and crawling to the supply cabinet for an NT disk.
I'm keeping quiet about my frustration. I'm the only Linux user along my row of cubicles, and I don't want the people around me to get the wrong idea.
But I'm afraid that Dave's illustration will give some self-important geeks-r-us Slashdot readers an equally wrong idea. Browser inadequacy isn't just a tactical issue in some mythical battle for the hearts and minds of people who want a sharp-looking GUI and dumbed-down OS. It's a problem right here on our desktops, and it needs a solution.
Extra bonus reward: this also helps sysadmin geeks feel even smugger for sharing the secret knowledge that "mail" round-robins among wart, boil, ulcer, and bubo, or whatever.
Hey, if it were Quebec, you could include English translations of comments, in limited circumstances, but only for "markedly subordinate" subroutines, to be identified by a special enforcement agency.
Despite claims to the contrary, Amazon are publishing results for some very tiny domains. So let's suppose I'm the only woman at ten-person-company.com. Which one of us is likely to have placed the order for, say, _Jane's Guide to Uterine Fibroids_? Or maybe _Wondering If You're A Lesbian_?
I don't order my books as an employee; I don't want them to be listed against my employer's name. City or town listings seem generally harmless, but what if you live in a REALLY small place?
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Back in the day he used to go by Darren. Spelling?
Maybe Darrin. I don't remember. It's his middle
name.
I'm sorry that Dave chose to write about the sweet but clueless Trish, "proud" and "privileged" to be using an OS her studly geek husband blackmailed her into letting him install for her, eventually feeling "left out" because Netscape won't let her clip coupons with her friends. Could Dave could have been more patronizing if he'd tried with both hands?
The only thing I share with Trish is the XX chromosome. I'm a professional Linux bore like you -- but for work I need five or six graphical browser windows open all day long. And this afternoon I reached one too many of those (killall -9 netscape; rm ~/.netscape/lock) moments. With my head in my hands, I actually considered -- for more than a few minutes -- pitching Linux entirely and crawling to the supply cabinet for an NT disk.
I'm keeping quiet about my frustration. I'm the only Linux user along my row of cubicles, and I don't want the people around me to get the wrong idea.
But I'm afraid that Dave's illustration will give some self-important geeks-r-us Slashdot readers an equally wrong idea. Browser inadequacy isn't just a tactical issue in some mythical battle for the hearts and minds of people who want a sharp-looking GUI and dumbed-down OS. It's a problem right here on our desktops, and it needs a solution.
Extra bonus reward: this also helps sysadmin geeks feel even smugger for sharing the secret knowledge that "mail" round-robins among wart, boil, ulcer, and bubo, or whatever.
Hey, if it were Quebec, you could include English translations of comments, in limited circumstances, but only for "markedly subordinate" subroutines, to be identified by a special enforcement agency.
Well, here's one big objection.
Despite claims to the contrary, Amazon are publishing results for some very tiny domains. So let's suppose I'm the only woman at ten-person-company.com. Which one of us is likely to have placed the order for, say, _Jane's Guide to Uterine Fibroids_? Or maybe _Wondering If You're A Lesbian_?
I don't order my books as an employee; I don't want them to be listed against my employer's name.
City or town listings seem generally harmless, but what if you live in a REALLY small place?