30 December, 2011

Long live open source

Back to my pet project. I noticed that the web form doesn't refresh after saving. Why should it refresh if it submitted successfully? Simply because for some controls I have combos and textboxes overlapping, and I show the textbox in viewing, and the combo in editing. Once submitted, the combo is hidden and the textbox comes forth.

But the combo doesn't get the value from the combo - it has to get it from the server, it's a different field. So I found that my predecessor on this project has disabled ReloadOnSave. Ahmmm... why? Because it bugs out when the listener code (in jQuery.forms) tries to find the form. Because it can't. The object passed as form is not a form, it's a xhr... why?

28 December, 2011

Post xmas

Just thinking how the december hype was one of the major reasons we dropped TV altogether. During all those years in the US, whatever we were watching with any regularity was inevitably going off air for the duration of it, and replaced with some appropriate content for the occasion. Which I don't mind if the occasion is a day. But it extended to four, five weeks. And as there isn't any special merchandise, apart from turkey cookers, to be seasonal to Thanksgiving, the dominance of the only two permissible colors over the shelves would begin immediately after Halloween.

The message to us heathens was clear: you don't count. We, the christians (lowercase, because we had to distinguish the muslims as believers from Muslims as members of an (invented) nation), own everything, including public space, airwaves and whatnot. There's nothing for you here, watch this or nothing. Specially annoying were the ringers for Rotschield's army (aka salvation).

23 December, 2011

Unbearabilaty

After the successful tour of all songs containing "siddeh" (where tour is a one way trip into the unrecyclables), the next thing that annoys me has been spotted.

That is all the songs where they pronounce words ending with -ability as -abilaty. Responsabilaty, persanalaty, stabilaty... any of them. Even electrissaty (in all versions of 3-5-0-0 of "Hair").

I don't mind singing in a local dialect. I enjoy songs in Jamaican, Ozzie, Scouser, Cockney, Pirotjanski, Lalinski, and probably in other languages where I can't really distinguish a dialect from the mainstream talk. But this is not a dialect, it's an affectation. Someone, somewhere, pronounced it that way in the proximity of recording equipment, and it just spread. Imitation is the highest form of flattery, but then watch who is flattering you. As the old Montenegrin goes, "ja tebi vojvodo, ti meni serdare, a kakva smo govna to mi znamo" (I duke you and you serdar me, and we know what turds we are).

Sometimes I wish I was back in the days before I understood this much English. The music made more sense when the words weren't coming through.

20 December, 2011

The engrbian juices

First off, I don't consider sugar water to be a juice. Whenever one refers to soda as juice, I ask from which fruit was it made. But it gets worse - last time I was offered a juice, it turned out to be iced tea. Sugared (or worse, aspartamed).

Yugoslavia used to be a proud producer of excellent fruit juices. Serbia was among the top regions in that. But...

Looking at the shelf in the supermarket, here's what I see. One called "Life 100%". One "nectar family" (with name of the fruit in serbian). One called "Jodi" - whatever that means, it's not a fruit. One called "Kids 100%". One whole shelf called "next". One called "Hello!". And three types of iced tea, one from Lipton, one called "Ice tea", one called "Black".

A total of three words (in large font) in the local language. Not wanting to be taken for a stupid tourist who buys only what he understands, I bought none.

However, there was a tasting stand, and they offered some juices. Even without glasses I could see that none of the text on the label is in english. I'll buy that when they start selling.