I FUCKING KNEW IT.
SO. IF YOU KNOW YOUR FANDOM HISTORY, YOU CAN SEE THE WRITING ON THE WALL RIGHT NOW.
AND IN CASE YOU DON’T, I will tell you a story.
I don’t know if Yahoo as a corporate entity hates fandom, or if it LOVES fandom in the way a flame longs to wrap its embrace around a forest. Or maybe it’s just that fandom is an enticingly big and active userbase; but just by the nature of our enterprise, we are extremely difficult to monetize.
It doesn’t matter.
Once upon a time – in the era before anyone had heard of google – if you wanted to post fandom (or really, ANY) content, you made your own webpage out of nested frames and midi files. And you hosted it on GeoCities.
GeoCities was free and… there. If the internet of today is facebook and tumblr and twitter, the internet of the late 90s WAS GeoCities.
And then Yahoo bought GeoCities for way too much money and immediately made some, let’s say, User Outreach Errors. And anyway, the internet was getting more varied all the time, fandom mostly moved on – it wasn’t painful. GeoCities was free hosting, not a community space – but the 90s/early 00s internet was still there, preserved as if in amber, at GeoCities.com.
Until 2009, when Yahoo killed it. 15 years of early-internet history – a monument to humanity’s masses first testing the potential of the internet, and realizing they could build anything they wanted… And what they wanted to build was shines to Angel from BtVS with 20 pages of pictures that were too big to wait for on a 56k modem, interspersed with MS Word clipart and paragraphs of REALLY BIG flashing fushia letters that scrolled L to R across the page. And also your cursor would become a different MS Word clipart, with sparkles.
(So basically nothing has changed, except you don’t have to personally hardcode every entry in your tumblr anymore. Progress!)
And it was all wiped out, just like that. Gone. (except on the wayback machine, an important project, but they didn’t get everything) The weight of that loss still hurts. The sheer magnitude…
Imagine a library stocked with hundreds of thousands of personal journals, letters, family photographs, eulogies, novels, etc. dated from a revolutionary period in history, and each one its only copy. And then one day, its librarians become tired of maintaining it, so they set the library and all its contents on fire.
And watch as the flames take everything.
Brush the ash from their hands.
Walk away.
Once upon a time – in the era after everyone had heard of google, but still mostly believed them about “Don’t be evil” – fandom had a pretty great collective memory. If someone posted a good fic, or meta, or art, or conversation relevant to your interests? Anywhere? (This was before the AO3, after all.) You could know p much as soon – or as many years late – as you wanted to.
Because there was a tagging site – del.icio.us – that fandom-as-a-whole used; it was simple, functional, free, and there. Yahoo bought it in 2005. Yahoo announced they were closing it in 2010.
They ended up selling it instead, but not all the data went with it – many users didn’t opt to the migration. And even then, the new version was busted. Basically unusable for fannish searching or tagging purposes. This is the lure and the danger of centralization, I guess.
It is like fandom suffered – collectively – a brain injury. Memories are irrevocably lost, or else they are not retrievable without struggle. New ones aren’t getting formed. There is no consensus replacement.
We have never yet recovered.
Once upon a time… Yahoo bought tumblr.
I don’t know how you celebrated the event, but I spent it backing up as much as I could, because Yahoo’s hobby is collecting the platforms that fandom relies on and destroying them.
I do not think Yahoo is “bad” – I am criticizing them on their own site, after all, and I don’t expect any retribution. I genuinely hope they sort out their difficulties.
But they are, historically, bad for US.
And right now is a good time to look at what you’ve accumulated during your career on this platform, and start deciding what you want to pack and what can be left behind to become ruins. And ash.
…On a cheerier note, wherever we settle next will probably be much better! This was never a good place to build a city.
In case you want an easy way to back up all your shit, here is a good post about how
If you’re a fic writer and you do prompts and drabbles on tumblr and only put ‘full fics’ on AO3, please consider porting all your writing over to there. I promise, as long as you tag that stuff is just an idea, or unfinished and never will be finished, or just a drabble/ficlet/w’evr, people won’t be angry at you for it.
I really hate to think of all the beautiful little fics I’ve read on here just *poof* disappearing one day.
If you’re a visual artist, AO3 lets you put art and vids and things other than fic on there too. Essays and meta go on AO3.
We as fandom are now accustomed to looking to AO3 as a place to find our fannish fixes. So putting all your stuff over there is a good thing. People will be able to find it.
Thing is, if everyone does this, it’s gonna stress the resources of AO3. So if you’re able, please consider donating to them to cover the additional cost.
So I live in in New York City, where a lot of tech companies are–including tumblr, actually. I made a friend online 11 years ago who I actually see on occasion to this day. She doesn’t work for tumblr, but she is involved deeply in NYC tech.
She essentially has told me that tumblr is done and it’s just a matter of time. The tumblr offices are awful to work for and people who want decent jobs quickly migrate from there. It’s nigh impossible to make tumblr profitable or able to be advertised on so, essentially, it is a matter of time.
Honestly so I am fairly ready to move back to Dreamwidth or on to whatever the next blogging thing is because, quite frankly, it’s over soon.
I feel like we need to make a family fire escape plan. Where are we going when the house goes up in flames?
Tag: reblog
‘Nonbinary’ is now a legal gender, Oregon court rules
OK GUYS LISTEN UP
I BARELY EVER ASK Y’ALL FOR ANYTHING BUT JUST THIS ONCE
PLEASE COULD YOU WATCH THE HELL OUT OF THIS VIDEO
IT’S A CUTE TORTOISE BUT THAT’S NOT ALL
EVERY PENNY OF VIEWING REVENUE WILL GO TO CHARITIES SUPPORTING SYRIAN REFUGEES IN EUROPE
IT WAS MY FRIEND’S IDEA AND SHE GOT ALAN RICKMAN (no I’m not kidding) TO DO THE VOICEOVER
SO PLEASE
WATCH IT
SHARE IT
LITERALLY REBLOG TO SAVE A LIFE
(Source: https://www.youtube.com/)
This post is dedicated to those who are going through some really tough situations right now, but are holding on and not giving up. Keep going. Times will be better, lights will shine brighter. You can do this.
A tous mes amis français, mes pensées vont vers vous et je vous souhaites courage et force afin de traverser ces moments difficiles.
In case any of my fellow Americans were unaware this message is an echo of the headline of Le Monde on 9/11: Today we are all Americans.
My parents were traveling in Europe immediately on and after 9/11, and everywhere they went people offered condolences and asked if they’d lost anyone that day. This generosity continued for the entire five weeks of their trip.
So the very least we can do is hold the people of Paris in our thoughts and prayers.
Reblogging for the comment. I thought this was familiar.
For The Masses:
http://oll.libertyfund.org/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=380
http://ishare.iask.sina.com.cn/
http://www.freebookspot.es/Default.aspx
no one coulda reblogged this a month ago when i spent 500
Look at KB coming through
Every time you see this, reblog it. There is always someone in college that will see this.
what that hershey guy said
take
Hello.
Leelah Alcorn’s mom is planning on taking her suicide note off Tumblr, I thought it would be nice to have everything in one. Please reblog this, or screenshot, or reblog it from her Tumblr. I hope your help by showing everyone within a screenshot or reblog shows and reads them Leelah’s message that she has left us to realize.
RIP
LEELAH ALCORN.
i’m seeing a lot of people reblogging suicide hotlines and this is just a reminder that this is a suicide help line that works like a text-based instant messenger for people who may need to talk to someone but have trouble/are uncomfortable making phone calls
Never don’t reblog this.
There are so many people who have such bad anxiety about phone calls.
This can save so many lives
OMG this is *so* much *better*. I’ve only ever used the hotline twice, both in the same night, but never again because one, I hate talking on the phone, and two, my mom almost caught me and she was the reason I was like that in the first place.
THANK YOU to the people who created this.
You know what?
We need a more inclusive awareness about depression.
When depression is described, it usually (but not always) amounts to variations of ‘feeling sad’. But I don’t ‘feel sad’, so I spent ten years thinking that I was just super lazy and undisciplined.
Then, someone made an effort to point out that I might have depression. Had I never been introduced to the more ‘obscure’ symptoms, I never would have realized that I was worrying about the wrong things.
For some people, depression amounts to;
- A bleak outlook on your life – feelings of hopelessness and disinterest in your future.
- Persistent and chronic feelings of ‘sadness’ and ‘helplessness’
- Thoughts of suicide and/or self harm.
But for me, depression is NOT any of those. I have;
- Daily physical and mental exhaustion, but also severe insomnia. I am yawning by mid afternoon, but I can only scrape an average of five hours of sleep.
- Lacking the ability to consciously construct a train of thought (without great effort). This prevents me from doing schoolwork, household chores, or socializing.
- Chronic restlessness and physical discomfort, which accumulates to general grumpiness and frustration 24/7.
- Persistent body pains and aches, especially in my neck and arms.
- An altered perception of time. I forget sentences as I’m speaking them. It’s difficult to tell if something happened two hours ago, or two days ago. Every waking moment just blurs into one big boring stretch of unsatisfactory.
You can’t muscle through depression. Things will not get easier the more you try to tackle them. You know a great treatment for depression? Accommodating to it. Making your life easier. Recognizing the things you can and can’t do.
We need more people to recognize their depression. Otherwise, they’ll keep struggling and struggling and they’ll wonder why everyone is having such a good time while they’re using up all their spoons simply by driving to work.
THIS. THIS THIS THIS.
When I do get down and suffer from the typical “sad” symptoms of my depression, it gets really, really bad, and I have the hardest time digging myself back out of it – there are some people who have seen me at my worst and can attest to just how “classically depressed” I can become – but on a day to day basis, everything the OP describes is absolutely on point. That’s what it’s like, every day, and it’s garbage.
People don’t understand that there’s more to it than the catastrophic pit of miserable despair that they usually think of when they imagine “depression”, and they think that if you’re not sobbing on the floor all day that there’s nothing wrong. This is obviously patently untrue, and I’m so glad the OP made this post.
There’s also dysthemia . It’s like a “Im a little sad, but its not extreme” over a long period of time. Like this neutral “meh” over everything
dysthymia is actually more like a cyclical depression where your baseline mood is constantly “sad” and several times per year at least you get wrecked with something called double depression.
whimsysmayhem 