Quoting from Trackback is dead. Are Comments dead too? (plasticbag.org)
I think it’s time we faced the fact that Trackback is dead. We should state up front – the aspirations behind Trackback were admirable. We should reassert that we understand that there is a very real need to find mechanisms to knit together the world of webloggers and to allow conversations across multiple weblogs to operate effectively. We must recognise that Trackback was one of the first and most important attempts to work in that area. But Nevertheless, we have to face the fact – Trackback is dead.
Shelley Powers says don’t throw out the comment babies with the trackbathwater.
Commenters at plasticbag suggest that tagging will supplant both, but tagging is just as susceptible to spam and namespace-squatting, is it not?
In It’s Not Dangerous, Tim Bray extols the career benefits of blogging, primarily as a way to stay informed, establish expertise, and get noticed.
p.s.: His curly quotes that are being rendered as (a-with-circumflex, Euro symbol, trademark TM)? in my browser? Whose fault is that?
In gapingvoid: the death of metablogging, makes the usual points against navelgazing, rendering this weblog obsolete. I gather that metametablogging is still cool, though?
Frank Paynter writes:
I’m sure Adam Rifkin speaks for many of us when he says:
Why does having a blog mean feeling perpetually behind? (Not just in
having something to say, but in finding time to type it in, press POST,
sending the bits over the 802.11, out the 10Base-T, through the router,
down the T1, over the leased line, off the bridge, past the firewall…
nothing but Net?)
Has it really been a fortnight since my last confession?
I think the answer is to let go of the immediacy compulsion. I have several thoughts I’d like to develop into long posts (i.e. very brief essays). I have some tidbits of online research I’d like to share. I have a couple of larger blog-proj items I’d like to get done, and I’m perpetually behind. That’s just how it is.
Frank, I know that feeling well (Adam Rifkin’s Karma…), perpetual “behindness,” but for me the repeated lesson of blogging is to let go, stop worrying, and learn to love the drift.
Trust you subconscious ability to do triage and spend your attention where your heart’s priorities lie. The wheels will squeak when they need grease. Just stay in the moment and keep paying attention. It’s not your job to document the entire cosmos let alone your entire flow of awareness. It’s like yoga. If you do any of it ever it’s a Good Thing. Trust the force, Frank.
Bastards put my own URL in one of their spam comments and in my haste I deleted some legitimate comments (posted by myself). Feelin’s stupid.
If I go to backups of my mysql database should I be able to resurrect the killed comments?
I did manage to preserve the post IDs for the comments, which should help in plundering any backup of the database:
I wasn’t kidding about wanting a intern to volunteer for spam-destruction. As a perk I will offer posting privileges to the front page of this blog to anyone (who is already a blogger) who volunteers for this all-important spam squelching mode.
This requires both deleting spam and banning URLs daily but also noticing the patterns and coming up with a proposal for how to deal with this in the long run (move to WordPress or Scoop? what about wiki spam?).
(Note: I googled
will no one rid me of this * and learned that the original Henry quotation vis-a-vis Thomas à Becket is alternately rendered as Will no one rid me of this meddlesome priest?, Will no one rid me of this troublesome priest? and – to my mind, the least likely as it makes less sense unless the meanings have really changed, or vice versa the most likely as having been replaced with other words if perhaps the meaning of turbulent has in fact changed (paging the OED) – Wll no one rid me of this turbulent priest?.)