Apr. 14th, 2017

It is a bad time to be a Website.

There was a time when no one really understood us; we were pictures at an exhibition, as much art as commerce or science.

We were dynamic and fucked-up and musically stunted and when we moved it was with jerks and beachballs and hourglasses that settled upon us and spun in the crazy dial-up festival sun.

Now? There are standards and best practices and we don't have as much fun fucking up in creative ways. We work or we don't. We sell or we don't. We surrendered ourselves to a single view of ourselves as needing to be useful or therefore of no value.

I am sure I will descend soon enough into obsolescence as my code becomes hazardously outdated.

I am sure I will accept my decommissioning, my death, as an honor on the stale field of Web battle.

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