filePro Resources (was something else)

[Bill Campbell]

On Fri, Jun 04, 2004, Bill Vermillion wrote:
...
>> Hey, I take exception to that. Haven't been around the last few
>> weeks like I had been, but I still pop in. :) But yeah, I've
>> never once heard an argument there.
>
>So why have them here.  That means that the archived lists have all
>the flames in them and the archives are a more permanent record of
>what filePro is.  The archive is a bit behind at celestial
>but the January archive had 1343 messages, while February
>only had 422.

The archives are up to date, just different as Mailman maintains them on-
line at http://lists.celestial.com/pipermail/filepro-list/.

I haven't had time to see how these are stored so that old archives could
be put into the Mailman archives or vice-versa.

>I've always felt it was better to have loud arguments spoken
>instead of written down, the former are forgotten and the latter
>can live to haunt you seemingly forever.

Good point!

I just had a message this morning from a list member who was upset because
something he posted to this list recently showed up in a google search on
his e-mail address.  How did it get listed by google? He asked.

I don't know how google got it, but can't say I'm surprised.  Nobody on the
list has a google gmail address yet, but there are several on aol, hotmail,
yahoo, msn, and similar sites.  Who knows what their mail admins do.

Remember that Internet mail goes through many sites in plain text, and
anybody along the way can look at it.  If you wouldn't like to see your
message on the front page of the New York Times, you probably shouldn't
send it in an uncrypted e-mail.

Bill
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