No, not Joseph Heller’s second novel (though that’s on Malcolm’s shelf alongside Big Brother and its five junior — and lesser — siblings).
For the first time since the site launched, Malcolm has been able to access Dale & Co.
Whoopie do!
In the past every attempt to access had been blocked. Malcolm’s browser froze solid. The PowerBook overheated (the CPU sweating its megaherzian socks off). Eventually the browser (anyone of the three installed) would call it a day and clock off.
This evening Malcolm installed a Flash blocker.
Result!
Now the Dale & Co. site comes through clean and clear, currently with four — count them! — great grey empty boxy spaces (see above and right) where the Flash crap has been blocked.
Malcolm used to have similar problems with Dale’s previous site. That one would come through eventually, if only because it generally ran just the one Flash ad, usually a spin-out from Paul Staines’s propaganda factory.
So here’s the issue:
- Like it or notMr Dale et al., thinking, creative types are just the decile of the market place to which you and your stat-porn aspire.
- Such are just the sort who sit in Starbucks and places where they slurp with those fancy, showy, high-end Macs.
- Macs don’t like Flash.
Yet, as Malcolm knows from a past previous brush, Dale couldn’t be arsed about such a trivial matter. If the platform can’t cope, change the platform seemed to be his theme. It’s a PC world out here, ducky, come and share the duck-pond. Which probably amounts to: I’ve spent a wallet-load on this web-designer, and I can’t afford to get him to do the job properly.
Which seems cutting off one’s beak to save one’s face.
Or, to put it another way, think E.M.Forster.
A professional communicator should, above all, communicate.
Forster had a motto for all the Flash Harries:
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