Tuesday 17 May 2016
Back in 1993 you weren’t a designer, developer, copywriter or in devops. You were a fucking webmaster, and your name was at the bottom of every page. Let’s talk about that. Your name was in the footer of every fucking page. The domain might have said tomstrucking.net, but it was built, hosted, and maintained by one person. If you had a question, you emailed webmaster@tomstrucking.net. And that address got a lot of email: “Please play the Star Trek theme when people get to my site” “Can you put a hit counter on my web page?” “I want my headline to…
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