TSS bringing out the best in us
Sunday, October 23rd, 2005Sure, I’m a big fan of Java. Yes, I do sneer, point, and laugh at all those Ruby naysayers, there is however something deeply offensive about leaches on the java society like Bruce Tate and his ilk.
By all means brucey, go forth and shove a Ruby glowstick in every orifice of yours you can find. You can squeal along like a stuck pig with your fellow foreign object aficionados, and we’ll even think it’s cute. If you want to be taken seriously though, injecting a dose of realism in your deranged ravings will get you a long way.
So, some clarifications are due perhaps. First of all, if you write an application in 4 months in any language, rewriting it in any other will take you significantly shorter, assuming you’re doing a direct rewrite.
Secondly, in two months, RoR’s dominance will STILL be a question. It’s an up and coming tool, fit for certain things, it’s not the solution to world peace, and even if it were, it’d take a hell of a lot more than two months to get there. You with your pathetic little books and dirty shilling might find it perfectly adequate for all your sexual needs; many others do not, and some of those, dare I say it, will not.
So if you’re so unhappy with Java, and have seen the light, perhaps you’d care to just Go Away, and we’ll see how long you last without your endless Java whoring. Move on to your greener pastures, I assure you you will not be missed nor mourned. If you do want to stay in our playground though, you’d have to do a lot better than constantly shit in the corner like some overgrown child sans potty training. I realise you have books you need to sell, but you’re doing yourself no favours by arguing with that insane glint of religion in your beady royalty counting little eyes. Set down that crack pipe before it’s too late and you lose the last shreds of credibility you’ve ever had.
So now that I have that off my chest (inspired by Bruce’s endless whinging on his ‘Beyond Java’ thread on TSS), it’s time to whine about TSS a bit.
Exactly what genius thought it’d be a good idea to allow Kirk Pepperdine to post news stories? Granted, TSS is generally one of the dirtier toilets of javaland, where every passer by gets to deposit his own personal collection of dangleberries and tagnuts, but really Kirky, it’s NOT your personal blog.
Kirk has the dubious honour of being the only editor that I know of at TSS who has managed to get a story pulled by a more senior editor. Kirk, in his infinite wisdom, decided that what he finds funny is the last word of Funny, and TSS, armpit that it is, should be treated no better than his personal blog. For shame Kirk, for shame. See, it’s one thing if we could say it’s an isolated incident. Sadly, at the time of writing, almost every story on the frontpage by Kirk is about as useful or relevant as Andy Oliver in a conversation, and about as considered and well thought out as Gavin Fleury in, well, anything. We have a story about Geronimo (the little container that, if it had a mouth, would be screaming for euthanasia 24/7) choosing a logo, another amazingly non-humorous piece about ‘Samy’, and a new job for Ward Cunningham. The best the guy can hope for is to induce a yawnfest, and that’s when he isn’t out trying to convince everyone that he is indeed the most close minded person in javaland.
Kirk, you might know your way around java performance, if I were you though, I’d avoid speaking up about anything else, or you’ll ruin that mystique you have, and suddenly show everyone that you’re just another loudmouth who refuses to ever learn anything, and believes that his anus delivers golden eggs instead of foetid log shaped lumps of unpleasantness.
Java benefits tremendously from competing technologies. It’s always good to be forced to re-evaluate one’s approach to almost anything. There can be a rich, vibrant, and dynamic discussion and exchange of ideas. The one thing I caution all you spastic self-appointed ‘thought leaders’ is not to insult your audience. We’re not your dirty little congregation who need some kind of holy book or religious nonsense. Treat us with respect, and we’re a lot more likely to take you seriously.