This is a random-stuff-is-random random kind of post. Yes, that sentence is an example of good grammar.
A Faster Web and You
CloudFlare has turned on HTTP/2 for all users. Once all websites do this, I'd expect even our ridiculously slow and overpriced USian web connections will not hurt page loads so much (what hurts more than you'd think: the code underlying them and Flash, the bane of my online existence).
Dreamwidth uses CloudFlare, which is a CDN (Content Delivery Network). CDNs work by caching and serving web pages faster than the website they originated from can. This differs from AOL's CDNs, which improve(d) speeds, but required AOL to do the very thing netizens like to joke about - download the entire Internet, with the cache rebuilt entirely once every few days. The performance lift - which I noticed because I used several dial-up services besides AOL back in the day, but found AOL's superior, speed-wise - was negligible compared to how much a cache for each website - as opposed to an ISP caching the entire web - can make.
Adobe says to stop using Flash. Actually, the title's extremely misleading - Adobe is telling developers to stop using Flash, not telling us to stop using it. The "something else" we all could - and should - be using by now is HTML5, but monopolistic chokeholds rule the day, don't they *cough* Adobo Photochop *cough* Googly *cough* Facebrook (a steady stream of faces, omg). Flash chokes computer memory, ties up CPU and essentially freezes web pages (and sometimes your entire browser) so you can't do simple things like ever finish loading a web page or scrolling down without molasses responses ensuing. I hate Flash soooooo much, have I said that already?
Can I say it again?
Protecting yourself on a compromised computer, exclusively for Lastpassians. I am one, but haven't had a chance to take all the steps mentioned in the post (and my God, I thought I wrote long how-tos for Anti-AOL!) so I'm including this page as much to remind myself to Do Something as to spread the unbridled joy of insecure HTTP. Happy holidays! Fwiw, I doubt anyone will _ever_ crack my master pass; it's at the far upper end of the character limit, is not stored anywhere in physical or digital form (outside of whatever salts and hashes LP stores on my computer to checksum it, I guess?), it uses a mixture of character sets, and somehow, yes, I can remember this motherfucker. Don't ask me how.
Don't cook Van Halen in Christian vegetable oil, Fascist
This last mishmash of links gets deposited where - if I can ever remember to - I will get to enjoy them again and again.
Growing up, my boyfriend had just one rival; his name was Eddie Van Halen, and the most perfect picture of him hung in poster form above my bed for many years (the only poster to displace my treasured Gotta Get A Gund teddy bear posters, which I actually went back to displaying after my EVH fixation died down). I never got over my crush (and except for the grey beard he still looks 20something, which doesn't help) so I was delighted to read a full page of EVH trashtalking. Fun, if you can put aside that he thinks a lot of himself. Considering the depth of his talent, I suppose he can if he wants to. David Lee Roth - good-looking, funny, and the absolute star of every Van Halen video ever made, has always - and rather conversely, given I don't really dislike him - gotten on my nerves.
Next, stop using this. Like, seriously. I bought a gallon of it right before reading this and I'm going to use it (or let others do that for me; whichever) but I think that's it. I fried clams in extra virgin coconut oil the other night because Veg Oil Bad (which I always kind of suspected simply because the stuff stinks up the house so much) and they were perfect - crispy-golden and completely non-greasy, with not one drop of oil on them once drained - yet tender on the inside. EVCO is USD $11 a quart at Walmart but that's still cheaper than any hospital bill. I just wish someone had told us not to use it at least 30 years ago, back when stopping would've benefited the elderly - such as myself - a lot more.
Which reminds me, bacon is bad, too. Sausages, salami, bologna, basically anything with a nitrate/nitrite in it. I don't care and plan on not not ever eating any of that again, because I like the taste of all those things, and life's too short to live on quinoa and five mile runs and call my time on Earth well-spent. Bacon is especially heartbreaking to think of not eating or cutting back on, though, because I eat it all the time, broiled crisp and served next to over-easy or scrambled eggs, crumbled into salads and homemade sauces, nestled within cheese sandwiches, and I use the leftover grease to fry other foods and season cast iron pans. I just love the stuff. (I could even amend my old saying to: "With duct tape, WD40 and bacon there's nothing on Earth you can't fix".)
Hot dogs and bologna, though, piss me off because I told my mom for the last 10 years she was alive to stop eating the stuff, for fear it'd kill her. I thought both foods were garbage - they don't even count as "food", as far as nutritional value goes - so every time she made a hot dog or bologna sandwich and asked if I wanted one, which was quite often (I often felt like my mom could just live on a steady diet of both) I flinched. And look where we are now (no more mom). I'm not suggesting bologna and hot dogs killed her. I still eat both myself, but I'll indulge maybe 4-5 times a year; she'd indulge that many times a week. I actually think our shared cigarette smoking habit was safer.
Your religious upbringing makes you less generous. Most Republicans are Christian-leaning, yet conversely believe the poor should die in gutters rather than get any financial or medical help, so that ties up loose ends rather neatly as to how so many Christ-espousing people can be such selfish, greedy bastards. They're hollow inside because they take it for granted that simply espousing a faith means they've done all they need to do for anyone else.
I wasn't raised in any religion, unless you count my mom occasionally rolling her eyes, shaking her fist at the ceiling and saying how much she hated that sonofabitch as being raised within the fold (I mean obviously she believed in something, and if religion is a passion, boy, was she passionate about it). That's genetic, btw; I do it, too. At least God can't say we don't acknowledge him somehow. I'm no big fan of his - at all - and have no use for any of the God is Good fairy tales that the more starry-eyed brainwashed types like to tell because they whitewash too many facts. I really like Christ, though. Much kinder, more interesting.
And lastly, they say to watch out if Donald Trump gets elected because he's Fascist, so to understand why they're so afraid of this I've read The Rise of Hitler and am now reading the next book, a synopsis of Hitler's role in WWII, and it is enlightening (I'm only up to the part where Hitler is about to round up all the Jews, not just the smattering his troops have been going after pretty much at random for years). The final book, of course, is The Defeat of Hitler.
If, by calling Trump a Fascist, people are saying that once he's elected he's going to be Hitler all over again, then - unless you're into that sort of thing - we're all screwed. I never knew how harmful Fascism is to the very fabric of society and how it tears apart even the family itself until I began reading all this, nor did I grasp to exactly what destructive extent Fascism can completely control people's lives.
But Trump does remind me of Hitler too much for comfort. And I like Trump, as a person, though I don't care for his racism at all. But a lot of people liked Hitler before he screwed everyone over with his endless series of lies, deceptions and empty promises and went off the deep end to do what he wanted (which, to give you the Cliff Notes version, was to have all races fight each other until one master race emerged which didn't have to be German but did have to be the strongest, toughest, and most physically superior) so there's a lot to be said for history giving us fair warning that simple charm and smoothness does not equal being a good or honest person at heart.