{"id":46983,"date":"1999-06-16T00:00:00","date_gmt":"1999-06-16T00:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/94caa35e-1dfb-11e4-aedf-250bc8c9958e"},"modified":"1999-06-16T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"1999-06-16T00:00:00","slug":"94caa36f-1dfb-11e4-aedf-250bc8c9958e","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/94caa36f-1dfb-11e4-aedf-250bc8c9958e\/","title":{"rendered":"The Electronic Ping-Pong Martian Game"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Last Thursday I decided to join the rest of the world and put up a web site. I figured I&#8217;d just whip up the site over my morning coffee&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Yeah, right.<\/p>\n<p>What an education the intervening week has been.<\/p>\n<p>The web thing is like a sexy, bad-hearted woman: compelling, fun, aggravating, costly, powerful, irresistible (on occasion), time-consuming (always, apparently), and a bit twisted.<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t know if my experience is representative, but here&#8217;s how the process is going so far:<\/p>\n<p>1. I figure out a cool name for my site. That&#8217;s called a &#8220;domain name.&#8221; Do you know WHY it&#8217;s called a &#8220;domain name?&#8221;  If so, let me know&#8211;I&#8217;ve got no idea.<\/p>\n<p>Yahoo.com listed agencies that can register the name for me (so I own&#8211;or at least rent&#8211;it). One site won&#8217;t take my (perfectly healthy and legitimate) credit card. The other site has some kind of automatic e-mail reply thingy designed by, and for, Martians, and I&#8217;m lost in some insane version of e-mail ping-pong, where I&#8217;m supposed to &#8220;respond&#8221; to strange, tangled e-mails generated by some evil computer somewhere. It&#8217;s not merely complicated, mind you. It&#8217;s utterly impossible.<\/p>\n<p>2. I call Saipan Datacom, my local Internet provider.  By now I&#8217;m convinced the whole world will spontaneously discover the genius of the domain name I want, and I&#8217;ll be shut out when somebody else takes it (yeah, right). Dan Camacho recommends I try the site with the Martian automatic email thingy.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I tried it, Dan, I can&#8217;t use it, it&#8217;s too hard to figure out,&#8221; I say.<\/p>\n<p>I hear laughing.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Heh, heh, yeah, YOU can&#8217;t figure it out, heh, heh,&#8221; chuckles Dan.<\/p>\n<p>Dan doesn&#8217;t hear laughing.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Okay, Ed, we&#8217;ll do it for you, no problem,&#8221; Dan says.  My goodness, I suspect that Dan has made PEACE with the e-mail aliens.<\/p>\n<p>3. Dan is reliable, so I know he&#8217;ll win the electronic Martian ping-pong game and reserve my precious domain name.<\/p>\n<p>The domain name safely in hand, now it&#8217;s &#8220;just&#8221; a matter of whipping out a few web pages. I don&#8217;t want something fancy, I just want something presentable.  Something practical.<\/p>\n<p>Which poses a bit of a conundrum, and introduces the entire &#8220;form vs. function&#8221; issue.   The web was launched, basically, because its form (graphic interface) made the Internet more functional.  That is to say, &#8220;form follows function&#8221; in this case.<\/p>\n<p>The content of a site is, then, only as credible as the quality of the site itself. To the aesthetically challenged (c&#8217;est moi), this presents a bit of a problem.  I like clunky old things like vintage pickup trucks, Linda Lovelace, and DOS. How can I possibly fake the slickness necessary to leap into the zip-zap world of cyber-coolness?<\/p>\n<p>How, indeed. Fortunately, HTML (Hyper Text Martian Language, which is what web sites are written in) is clunky, so as I study it, I feel&#8211;at some fundamental level&#8211;at home. Which is good, since I&#8217;m knee deep in it and my desk is covered in scribbled notes. To distill coolness from this clunkiness, though, while the Martians are still pelting me with cryptic e-mail bombs, is quite a challenge.<\/p>\n<p>There is no such thing as simply whipping out a good web site.  Trust me.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Last Thursday I decided to join the rest of the world and put up a web site. 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