some promotion for what it's worth.
the latest brandeins issue has a lot of interesting topics, almost one for everybody: e.g. it history for tiny, revelations of the music industry for mkt and confessions of a former greenpeace activist for my mother.
and because the best things in life are free, all articles are available online. stunning.
but wait: this is a business magazine, no matter how daring its attitude and appearance might be. this issue's main focus is phrased "ecology economy", and the biggest portion of articles wants to show a way how capitalism can correct the big ecological damages that were caused in the last twenty years, and we will be coping with in the next twenty.
(in fact, the overall tone is that these damages are not that big, anyway.)
well, approved. we need ways out of the ecological crisis just like we need ways out of any other one that's currently on our schedule (quite many, imho). certainly, everyone can help.
however, the idea to trust the originators, them of all people, to heal the earthen wounds they recently stroke so moral-elastically (and still do) sounds a little bit awkward to me.
but go ahead, you green managers and joint (ad)venturers, prove yourselves that you and your businesses are able to change, and that greed isn't the origin of your judas syndrome.
from the hardly-news dept.
here's patrick dax again and with him a bunch of manila weblogs ("congratulations and welcome to your new site") at the institute of visual media design, vienna.
t.d. wilson, "the nonsense of 'knowledge management'": "the inescapable conclusion of this analysis of the 'knowledge management' idea is that it is, in large part, a management fad, promulgated mainly by certain consultancy companies, and the probability is that it will fade away like previous fads." (via langreiter.)
where the heck are these stupid urls like wysiwyg://50/http://www.baycoffee.com from? some browser must show these in the address bar while displaying a website and people copy it bona fide believing that any browser could display it which is not the case at all.
a joseph binder award in silver (category "infotainment") goes to ribingu rumu. congratulations!
yesterday, the remaining members of popo.at where interviewed by niki rodousakis for the europub research project ("a european public space observatory: assembling information that allows the monitoring of european democracy").
the common notion: it's kind of sexy to be the object of scientific research.
nevertheless, popo.at is in an identity crisis. while each month a mean of about 400 megs of text are slurped by search engines, our aggregator and possibly some readers, too, we currently don't have a clue how to continue with the website after 24 november 2002.
the lycette bros.: not my type iv.
job of the day: nipple tweaker for the stars (via john tokyo land).
on the occasion of euroranchero sven passing by at this innocent spot on the web map (and hopefully reading this entry, too), i am linking to the books of kurt lanthaler, south-tyrolean author of criminal stories which i was told are at least as good as those by wolf haas (at least it's all about brenner, too)...
well, great! so pass over his tschonnie tschennet books to me!
but which one to start with? which one to give away as a present? any ideas, please?
let's not beat about the bush: css stylesheets don't work at least if you want to fulfill the current demands of a high-traffic website (ie. aesthetic appeal, browser compatibility and low cost).
i know that we have all the means to build wonderful layouts with css. but as long as there are as many browser incompatibilities and as many netscape 4.x users out there it just doesn't make any sense at all.
yes, one could invent even more crazy work-arounds, browser-detection scripts and all that tricky mumbo-jumbo to present the appropriate format for each browser. but i don't want to waste my time with that (it's even simpler: i don't even have the time to).
table designs are a pain in the ass css but alas, they do not only work, they work so well.
how disappointing.