Their current grift is all the stuff about altering their algorithm to be based on "mobile page load speed".
Fun thing is that it treats GOOGLE'S OWN JAVASCRIPT PAYLOAD (e.g. Maps, Tag Manager, Google Analytics and any triggers they've encouraged Marketing to add) as a negative.
60% of the "speed reductive" code factors on most of our site, are actually interactions or code transactions Google either suggest as best practice, or encourage use of to enable Marketing departments to properly track KPIs.
And just working that out takes a lot of digging around and relies on you knowing a LOT more about how browsers work than I suspect most digital graduates do these days.
Did I mention that using AMP removes these factors from the calculation?
Funny that.
Basically, Tag Manager was the biggest and smartest grift Google ever implemented.
They managed to turn well-meaning Marketing departments, and Digital Agencies into the delivery vehicle for everything they'd struggled to get techies to do.
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Right. As requested. A thread on how a randy Italian Admiral had his reputation saved by the reveal that Bletchley existed.
Includes golf, sexy spies, post-war beef between German/Italian armed forces and the almost-forgotten work of Bletchley's female codebreakers /1
1941. The Mediterranean. Adm Cunningham is pulling a Sneaky McSneak on the Italian fleet, who think (at this stage) that radar and night battles are for losers.
They think his big ships are still in port, because he made the Japanese ambassador think he was off golfing.
Wrong.
The result: Cape Matapan, a running naval battle that culminates in battleships Barham, Valiant, and Warspite sneaking up on the Italians in the dark.
Prince Philip then turns on the lights and Cunningham hits them with the last, full point-blank broadside in naval warfare.
It's a critical part of the plot, and it's framed within that as just Boimler being anal (as always), while everything else goes on around him.
But in the process he not only passes a Kobiyashi Maru, but then instantly sacrifices it, and (in sim) himself, to save the real ship.
So you've got this double layer of everyone - including himself - being all "LOL. Thank God Boimler was all Boimler"
Combined with this character growth subtext that he's actually BETTER than Kirk. Because (thanks to healthier friendships) he's growing past his flaws.
One of the moments that absolutely nailed my love of Lower Decks was the one time you see a picture of Kirk and Spock (on a datapad someone is holding) it's of ANIMATED SERIES Kirk and Spock.
Because OF COURSE that's the 'canon' version of Kirk and Spock in their universe.
It's only on screen for about two seconds as one character is talking. It would have been far quicker and easier for someone to just draw Kirk and Spock in the Lower Decks animation style.
But they didn't.
They put thought into it and went animated series Kirk and Spock.
Lower Decks is the Trek version of what I'd LOVE to do to Star Wars and try to on Twitter with my 'The Freelancers' poll adventures:
It's saying: these universes are SO COOL you can explore the edges of them with a bit of humour and they only get BETTER
Spare some love for Collingwood. Legit brilliant commander in his own right. First into battle on Royal Sovereign. Took charge after Nelson got sniped by the French lad using bot hax.
Hated flogging. Loved by his men. Walked his dog and planted acorns for fun. #TrafalgarDay2021
It was 100% Nelson's plan behind Trafalgar, but he couldn't have pulled it off without Collingwood.
His plan was to break with existing strategy and attack in TWO columns, splitting the enemy line.
In gaming terms, that meant he needed TWO tanks out front. Not one.
TWO ships would have to draw all the fire from the enemy ships around them on the way in.
TWO commanders were going to have hold their nerve, lead those lines and punch through:
Nelson led the first in Victory.
He trusted Collingwood with the other in Royal Sovereign.
Think when we talk of horses that you see them, printing their proud hooves in the receding earth.
For, t'is your thoughts that now must deck our kings.
Carry them from here to there,
jumping o'er time.
Turning the accomplishments of an age into an hourglass.
For the which supply admit me, chorus to this history, to prologue-like your humble patience pray:
Gently to hear.
Kindly to judge.
Our play.
<Shakespeare's Theatre Completed. All unhappy citizens in the city are made content.>
Example: I've been on a MASSIVE Becky Chambers binge lately, because I think the way she makes you see characters in your head WITHOUT EVER REALLY DESCRIBING THEM is brilliant.
You think she's described them. She mostly hasn't. She implies and let's you build your own version.
Once I spotted that's what she does, I realised how fucking brilliant it is. It totally hands over the power to the reader to see the characters mostly how they'd like them to be, but still leaves them feeling like they're on a narrative journey she's created.