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05/01/2005 Entry: "Something has to be done!"



Something has to be done!

No sweat! It's being done already! All over the world, night and day! The bad guys are at it in particular, with their illimited extorted stolen means, the good guys are sacrificing themselves in trying to stand up to them. But that's not what I mean. I'm talking about something more modest, my portal site and its home page.

Last month, April 2005, the number of unique visitors per month to my site fell from 25,860 to 18,214. This is still good, but my hope and reasonable expectancy both are rather for further increases... So something has to be done indeed!

There are a number of reasons for the brakes having been applied to the further expansion. First of all, for 9 days out of a month of only 30 (extrapolated to 31 days, the figure would have been somewhat better, namely 18,821), my home page had been replaced by a black page mourning Terri Schiavo. This was my decision. And I am still fully standing by my decision ["Stand By Your Man", as the recommendation in Tammy Wynette's famous song, interpreted.among others by Elton John, goes... ;-)], even if, I am sure, a good deal of my audience has a different view on the matter.

No one summed the case up better than Christopher G. Adamo in his article America's system of justice is broken on Rational Review:

The second reason for a drop of visitors was that on February 8, 2005, I had lost all my data (and very little is recovered so far), including the opt-in lists of my newsletters, so that I cannot announce new content but to a small number among my audience.

Finally, less content had indeed been added, though it was at hand, because I had not enough time for that, didn't feel like it at all, having had to deal with an exceptional lot of red tape imposed by those bad extortionist guys (if you don't know whom I mean, write me a letter), having had some Spring feelings leading to some entanglements (don't ask), having had to deal with my health, my household and my holdings. As nobody is laughing here, they all have to be punished and need to go to this page to get redemption.

I forgot a main reason: I absolutely spend the largest part of my days and my nights with correspondence, with e-mail. Not that I dislike it. A lot of the very best texts I write myself and of the very best texts the prestigious authors I stay in contact with write, are in that correspondence, and not on my websites. A pity, but they can always be used later, so that's not the problem, the problem is: it's simply too much for the time of one man alone who has no help whatsoever with anything, except the generosity [and, ahem, the self-interest ;-)] of the authors who send me their great essays.

So, something radical will be done:

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What else is new? [will be added a bit later, as I want the above to be posted on May 1 local time by all means]

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