Yesterday when I logged on to BHW, I came across the ICE page.
"Oh, shit," I thought. "There it goes."
As I was thinking over how sad the world was going to be without BHW, and how they might get around this, I suddenly almost jumped out of my chair.
What about all the things I've written? Holy moley, I didn't keep any backups.
I was checking my email at that time and a notice for a response to a BHW thread arrived with a link.
Let's see what happens if I click that link.
Bingo.
Got in and it even asked for my username and password.
But WTF? The goddam page is crooked. And if the domain is seized, how am I here? Is the site being hacked by the feds or something? Shit!
At least I saw that my analysis of the NLP stuff in the Roberta Black "Friday" video was there, even if it was cockeyed. (This is in the JR VIP Zone.) But it ran off the page crooked and you couldn't get the complete text. Let me look at the source code.
Yup. It's all there.
OK, time to make a folder on my hard disk and start downloading my stuff. I'll sort it all out later.
I wondered what that glitch was that allowed me to do this with a seized domain, but I wasn't complaining. There was no time for speculation.
So I managed to get into my Profile page, looked up statistics and all my posts, and went to the earliest page.
I opened my very first post to this forum a few years ago on a new tab. Hey! That page is not so crooked. Do you think going into my Profile had anything to do with it? What the hell is going on? Are they screwing with the forum or did I work around another glitch? I hope I can outrun the feds or whoever the hell is doing this and at least recover all my stuff before it all goes into a virtual wormhole.
OK, got one. Now for another. Then another. Then another. Maybe I better put this into a word processor because there might be some code or something on the pages they can track you with later.
Good idea!
So I opened up a blank Writer document (open source seemed like a better idea at the time) and dug in copy-pasting.
Wait!
The most important thing to me on BHW is my article "BS Your Way to Internet Riches" and all those follow-up posts I made. Tracking code or no tracking code, if I don't keep anything else, I need to keep this one.
So I just downloaded all the pages raw.
Whew! At least now I have them.
Back to the word processor. Another post. Copy paste. Then another. Copy paste. Then another. And another. And another. Shit, this is boring.
Hey! What's this penis stuff all of a sudden?
Sperm?
Chicken dinner?
WTF?
Hell, look at that! I can't even understand what I wrote! Damn those hackers!
Maybe I'll have to try something with Google cache pages.
Then my wife showed up. "You doing anything for April Fool's day?" she asked.
The world screeched to a sudden stop as realization flooded my mind.
All I could do is stare blankly at the computer screen for a few minutes.
I blinked as the rage surged. Then I couldn't hold it anymore. I burst out laughing.
Chicken dinner my ass.
Goddamit, I'd been owned!
