Progress Perhaps

We think that we’ve gotten most of the dumpster fire under control. Although I may be arranging a drone strike or seven.

How the hell this site ended up with 86,000 registered users is beyond me… So those will be getting a bit of a purge. If you haven’t commented and your account is older than about 6 months, expect it to be caught in the gassing.

That is all.

I Hate Change, But

Many of you have been experiencing hassles logging in to Comments and so on.  I’ve been having it worse, in that my access to WordPress has been severely restricted.  Here, for example, is what I experienced this morning in trying to put up a SINGLE post, in some cases multiple times:

It is without question a server issue.  I need to migrate to a dedicated server, but I can’t afford the monthly charges.

My choices are simple:

  • live with this problem and restrict blogging input
  • hang it up altogether (yes, I am that pissed off)
  • change my blogging software away from WordPress (meaning, re-format the entire Splendid Isolation blog and all posts to fit into a new engine)
  • set up a paywall (ain’t gonna happen)
  • do what Chris Muir does, and have an annual fundraiser to be able to afford a dedicated server each year.

Let me know what you think, assuming you can get to Comments.

Happy Easter

I know, you’re asking yourself:  “Why is this atheist wishing me well over a religious holiday?”  Silly rabbits;  we’re looking at how other people  started the Easter celebrations — which, as our trip takes us to Newcaste-On-Tyne, Britishland, means…

Train Smash Women!!! (and play this as background music for this post)

And who better to kick off the parade of unfortunate choices, regrettable mistakes and foolish behavior which characterize the species, than this creature:

Is she not magnificent?  But let me not pause the entertainment:

And last, but by no means least:

That said, their dates (when they had them) were not exactly prime beef either:

I once referred to Liverpool as Train Smash Central.  If so, they have a serious challenger for the title in Newcastle.

We interrupt this program…

Kim asked me to drop a note to the effect of… “No internet until Friday at Free Market Towers”…

I am, of course, omitting his 10,000 word rant on British Telecom, but that’s neither here nor there.

Fear not… Kim will return shortly.


Update from Kim: Okay, BT installed the new cable/router/whatever, and upload/download times are MILES better than the old, smoke signal-based system. It’s not perfect, of course; we’re still at the mercy of

…so the signal sometimes gets inexplicably dropped. But I’m playing catch-up, now: see below for what happened recently on my Summer Sabbatical.