10 January 2000
The diary I really wanted for the year would have all the information I might keep on a website and be as easy to...
Politics
20 December 1999
Look around you at the hurrying crowds. Rain whips like shrapnel past shop doorways; the shoppers hunch into the...
20 December 1999
At the end of the first millennium of the Internet one thing can confidently be said about the future. Neither sex nor...
13 December 1999
From time to time I look at the stock market and scream. Watching the price of Internet stocks reminds me of a science...
06 December 1999
How quickly an intolerable outrage diminishes to a drizzly nuisance. This morning I had 293 messages in my spam folder...
29 November 1999
Here is a storm in a vicarage teacup. You have to roll the titles round your tongue to get the full flavour of it, so...
22 November 1999
The news of the Microsoft court decision came through while I was rebuilding a PC for my daughter to play with, which...
15 November 1999
Enough chicken sexing already. The whole point of chicken sexing is that no one knows how to do it: even the trained...
08 November 1999
In Baudelaire's time you had to be a poet to be an albatross, but today anyone with a computer can leave his clumsy...
01 November 1999
This should have been the week to write about chicken sexing, but a conversation on Slashdot has derailed me. In any...
25 October 1999
A friend of mine is writing a book about how Linux, and Open Source software generally, is going to take over the world...
18 October 1999
Money is good for people. Ridiculous quantities of the stuff make them nicer, more benevolent and funny; at least this...
11 October 1999
Blogs are one of the stranger forms of web publishing. The name is an in-joke abbreviation of "Weblogs" but much less...
04 October 1999
The Newsmap looks familiar: there is an irregularly shaped island, mostly green, with little white hills dotted all...
27 September 1999
I think I have just found the most evil, pointless and antisocial piece of software ever written. It will come as no...

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