20 August 2007
After all, it relies on wizards
"Pay no attention to that man behind the Blue Screen of Death!"
The Win2K splash screen came up, and the little blue progress bar made it about 2/3rds of the way across the screen then silence. For a long, long time. After 10 minutes, I pushed the button, and tried again, hoping that we could just ignore that little faux pas, just pretend it never happened. But no, the computer stopped and sat there, sphinx-like, at the same point.
Now I remembered the other main thing I hated about Windows; its smug, superior attitude vis-a-vis the person sitting at the keyboard. With a UNIXy box, there would have probably been a screenful of text, some last dying cries for help sent out by the kernel as it vainly attempted to cope with some hardware or software malfunction, cries that would at least lend a bit of diagnostic help but here, in Windowsland, nothing. It is not for you to know why I cannot boot, stupid little end-user! It is enough for you to know that I shall not.
This is undoubtedly how they came up with "Recovery Console" as the name for a subsystem that doesn't actually recover anything.Posted at 9:45 AM to PEBKAC