{"id":770,"date":"2008-02-15T07:42:00","date_gmt":"2008-02-15T07:42:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/theothersideofeverything.com\/flip\/2008\/02\/the-bogs-dollocks\/"},"modified":"2010-08-21T08:26:48","modified_gmt":"2010-08-21T08:26:48","slug":"the-bogs-dollocks","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/theothersideofeverything.com\/flip\/2008\/02\/the-bogs-dollocks\/","title":{"rendered":"The Bog&#8217;s Dollocks"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><font SIZE=4 COLOR=BROWN>&#8220;I&#8217;m a web 0.9 person.&#8221;<\/font> I winced on the phone a couple of days back, as I found myself explaining my internet origins in the days of clockwork and digestive biscuit-powered computers to a young person for whom the internet has always been there, just a given, like beer and bad wallpaper.<\/p>\n<p>I used to <i>surf for pleasure,<\/i> just get online, nervously blotting out the phone bill from my curious mind, and see what I could find. Anarchy, science, culture, arcane knowledge and the rich tapestry of human weirdness available for the first time came blinking through a 14.4 modem <i>via<\/i> in strangulated bursts of red data. <\/p>\n<p>By 2am, bleary-eyed and with a hand promising early RSI from so&#8230; much&#8230; mouse&#8230; clicking&#8230; I&#8217;d end up at NASA, trying to find the cool pictures, or on some arty news group which ran on a Pentium 386 in someone&#8217;s cupboard in Bristol.<\/p>\n<p>Has anyone ever stopped to measure the effect this sudden global openness has had upon our once-compartmentalised cultures? I mean, aside from making it easier for perverts and terrorists to operate, giving lonely home-bound people a massive lease of life, and me a significant part of my income? The extent to which we have over the last 15 years or so truly and utterly changed our perspectives is a remarkable revolution which we seem to have already forgotten.<\/p>\n<p>These days though, very rarely do I find that &#8220;must return&#8221; site, the <a href=\"http:\/\/www.seesmic.com\" target=_blank>dangerous time-suck<\/a> that makes me miss appointments and lie guiltily about my reasons for being late, like a shameful addict. Stumble Upon is supposed to take me back to those heady days of frontier exploration, but it doesn&#8217;t. It&#8217;s just another guide to the sprawling mall which the internet has become, albeit a quasi human-constructed one. Directories ain&#8217;t what they used to be. <a href=\"http:\/\/del.icio.us\/deekdeekster\">Del.icio.us<\/a> is cool, if you can be bothered to use it. And although I write this blog with a rhythm that just won&#8217;t stop, I&#8217;ve practically abandoned all but a handful of blogs and podcasts, in order to catch up on books, films, radio, and television.<\/p>\n<p>Still, some internet things are still sparkling, wonderful and true, and made in Britain. Such as the <a HREF=\"http:\/\/www.peevish.co.uk\/slang\/\" target=_blank>Peevish Slang dictionary.<\/a> At last, a decent online resource, telling it as it truly is.<\/p>\n<p>Welcome, Peevish, to my internet life, and congratulations on a job well done. Internet friends from other lands now have a very cool place to understand the meaning of the words I use all too frequently, and with which I permutate, obfuscate, and navigate my torrid life, and I have a nice, easy to read website to study and enjoy, and possibly submit the occasional suggestion.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;I&#8217;m a web 0.9 person.&#8221; I winced on the phone a couple of days back, as I found myself explaining my internet origins in the days of clockwork and digestive biscuit-powered computers to a young person for whom the internet has always been there, just a given, like beer and bad wallpaper. 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