Years ago, back when we thought the World Wide Web was new and cool and we actually called it the World Wide Web and you had to have “www” in front of a web address because otherwise somebody might think you wanted Gopher access to their site for Christ’s sake, back then I read an interview with Douglas Engelbart. Or maybe it was somebody else. It could have been Ted Nelson. Or maybe it was a dream. I have learned that memory is unreliable which is why, in part, I write this blog. Anyway, Douglas Engelbart is the guy who invented or bundled together the idea of just about everything you take for granted in computing today, only those ideas never quite came across as envisioned. Basically, we messed it all up along the way. It is what we do best.
And in this interview, some young reporter, gushing to be interviewing the person who came up with the very idea of Hypertext, asked him if this whole shiny new World Wide Web thing was the wonderful rainbow-streaked living embodiment of all he had foreseen. Wasn’t this just what he beheld all those years back when he was given a nearly divine vision of the future?
And the response, from whoever it was… and I am paraphrasing here, because I cannot remember his actual withering retort… was approximately “Jesus Fuck No!”
And his objection didn’t even reference GeoCities.
No, he was pissed off that he had envisioned a vast interlinking of information systems that would allow the user to find all he needed smoothly and seamlessly, and what we had created was a mess of hand typed static URIs that would fail to connect the moment something in the path moved or changed. We had taken his vision of Hypertext and created from it a living hell of link rot. I don’t think he used the actual term “link rot,” though he might have.
And this was, as I said, during an earlier era of the web, before link rot was a really big deal. Visionary that he was, he foresaw this as he foresaw so much else. He could see the linkpocalypse coming. Actually, it probably was Ted Nelson. He literally hates HTML. But it doesn’t matter, we’re still screwed, having been left with this sort of thing now.
The World Wide Web, as it turns out, is a place where we mostly used to be able to find stuff, but it keeps disappearing. Often, the happiest result is getting the dread 404 errors, which have become common enough that we have taken to making them cute or pretty or different, so as to make the failure of one link or another more pleasant.
And 404 is good compared to the alternatives. You are just as likely to get somebody cybersquatting on a URL with ads and malware. This seems to be the common end for self-hosted blogs. People stop updating, then stop paying the bill, and then the domain expires and the next day there is a spam page sitting there dispensing shit where once there was something of value.
Some days I hate the internet.
If it were not for the Internet Archive I am sure I would think myself crazy, remembering so many virtual things that have, for one reason or another, shed even their virtual existence and disappeared.
Basically, I am eight years down the road on the whole blogging thing today, and I can really see how annoying the whole link rot thing can be. I can channel Engelbart’s rage… or whoever that was in the interview I cannot find… because internet.
I go back and look at old posts at least once a month, thanks to my month in review posts, and I end up running into more and more old posts with dead links. I have always frowned upon posts with supporting arguments available only as links (the awful “go read this and come back” posts), but I am becoming more convinced that I need to quote as much as possible in blog posts, so as to make each post as self-contained as possible, that it might make sense five years down the road when the link to the source material has gone bad. But I cannot copy things wholesale, as I do not want to steal the works of others. So there is this middle ground of trying to include enough to support what I am saying, knowing whatever links I include may go away (as an example, SOE has a habit of just changing their web site hierarchy every two years because “fuck the web” I guess, so the data is generally still there, it just has a different URI), without actually stealing the works of other and actually encouraging people to visit other sites. Community, yo.
All of which is something of an odd intro into my 8 year anniversary post (trivia: Blog created at 17:04 UTC on September 12, 2006), but here we are, eight years in and I am feeling the pain of being on the internet. For those with more free time than sense, you can go back and look at past anniversary blog posts to see how I have held up over the years.
- A Year of Living Noobishly
- Two Years Below the Masthead
- Three Years We Grew in Virtual Sun and Shower
- Four Years In, No Further From Noobdom
- Heroic Results of the First Five Year Plan
- But Now I am Six, I’m as Clever as Clever
- The Seven Year Kvetch
I had originally thought of going with Self-Portrait at Eight Years Old Wearing a Helm with Giant Horns as a post title, but I thought maybe I might be getting into references too obscure for mere mortals. Plus I couldn’t come up with an decent image to go with that title, while images of 404 messages are legion.
Anyway, it is at this point I start trotting out various and sundry statistics and other bits of trivia, with some sort of forward looking message at the end. If you are interested in that sort of thing, you will find it after the cut. If not, well… there are plenty of happy destinations in the side bar. And most of those links are still good!