Rod Stewart Midi on FPP March 17, 2004 7:57 AM Subscribe
Apparently Rod Stewart wants to know if you find him sexy...
That is the weirdest thing I have seen/heard recently with respect to viral/spams and blogs. Very interesting. That audio clip loads each time the page loads. He is getting a lot of audio playback with that.
posted by gen at 7:59 AM on March 17, 2004
posted by gen at 7:59 AM on March 17, 2004
Make it stop, please...unless you find me sexy.
posted by thomcatspike at 8:15 AM on March 17, 2004
posted by thomcatspike at 8:15 AM on March 17, 2004
Rod Stewart is as unsexy as that trackback MIDI spam. Make it stop!!!!
posted by rocketman at 8:15 AM on March 17, 2004
posted by rocketman at 8:15 AM on March 17, 2004
STFU you losers! Why do you all pretend to hate so much?
posted by crazy finger at 8:17 AM on March 17, 2004
posted by crazy finger at 8:17 AM on March 17, 2004
...also, WTF? Is this a misuse of Trackback? Or is Rod Stewart talking about Mefi? Is Rod Stewart a member here or just a lurker?
I'M CALLING YOU OUT STEWART!
posted by crazy finger at 8:19 AM on March 17, 2004
I'M CALLING YOU OUT STEWART!
posted by crazy finger at 8:19 AM on March 17, 2004
I wouldn't really call it 'spam', since any random dude who knows what a GET request is could probably do it. Maybe POST.
posted by angry modem at 8:21 AM on March 17, 2004
posted by angry modem at 8:21 AM on March 17, 2004
for the first time in nearly two years, I'm praising the powers that be that my work comp doesn't have a soundcard.
posted by Ufez Jones at 8:23 AM on March 17, 2004
posted by Ufez Jones at 8:23 AM on March 17, 2004
Oh my. That was scary. I had turned the sound WAY up late last night at work after everyone else had fled. Nice surprise for everyone this morning.
posted by kahboom at 8:37 AM on March 17, 2004
posted by kahboom at 8:37 AM on March 17, 2004
I'm not sure why Matt doesn't just automatically strip all HTML tags out of trackback body content -- and if there's nothing left, don't show it at all. In an earlier thread someone seems to have discovered that they can change the font as well.
Stripping <embed> (and <object>) alone wouldn't do it as some genius will just try <script> next and accomplish the same thing. Or an <iframe>, which would have the added benefit to the prankster of letting them change what was contained within it at whim.
posted by George_Spiggott at 9:26 AM on March 17, 2004
Stripping <embed> (and <object>) alone wouldn't do it as some genius will just try <script> next and accomplish the same thing. Or an <iframe>, which would have the added benefit to the prankster of letting them change what was contained within it at whim.
posted by George_Spiggott at 9:26 AM on March 17, 2004
disabling html except for bold, italics, and links would probably be the best bet.
posted by angry modem at 9:33 AM on March 17, 2004
posted by angry modem at 9:33 AM on March 17, 2004
Between this and trackback spam, it seems like the trackback idea is nearing the end of its useful life.
posted by timeistight at 9:54 AM on March 17, 2004
posted by timeistight at 9:54 AM on March 17, 2004
STFU you losers! Why do you all pretend to hate so much?
Crazy Finger, I'm guessing some of us aren't exactly pretending.
posted by chicobangs at 10:42 AM on March 17, 2004
Crazy Finger, I'm guessing some of us aren't exactly pretending.
posted by chicobangs at 10:42 AM on March 17, 2004
Oh, and it's actually not audio, it's MIDI, probably handled by QuickTime on most machines, which is smart, because it won't kill bandwith as badly as audio would.
But it's also probably bandwith theft, if petty bandwidth theft. Behold the offending code:
<embed src="http://www.superseventies.com/midijukebox/doyathinkimsexy.mid" autostart="true" loop="true" />
Either superseventies.com isn't the tricky kid's site, or this is spam...
posted by weston at 10:47 AM on March 17, 2004
But it's also probably bandwith theft, if petty bandwidth theft. Behold the offending code:
<embed src="http://www.superseventies.com/midijukebox/doyathinkimsexy.mid" autostart="true" loop="true" />
Either superseventies.com isn't the tricky kid's site, or this is spam...
posted by weston at 10:47 AM on March 17, 2004
Don't you guys get it? Matt is dead! We're all alone, with no one to protect us from the internet... or from each other!
We've got to learn how to fend for ourselves, now, and we have to make a decision: let these track back guys bully us around, or kill them.
I'll tell you one thing -- if we just sit here and take it, they're never going to stop. I don't want to always be the runt, too timid to claim its teat. "Yes, sir," or "No, sir," or "Thank you sir could you please fuck me in the ass again?"
Well, NOT ME, BUSTER!
Personally, I don't believe Matt ever existed in the first place. I think he was a myth the ancestors made up to give us the illusion of security -- to keep us from pushing over the thin cardboard facade of civilization. Now the wind's come and blown it all down, and it's just us, Unaccomodated Man, naked in the wilderness.
But there are trees: we will make spears, sharpen them on rocks. We will need fire to harden them -- does anybody have glasses? What about that fat kid, what's his name? It's only survival from here on! Shut up, no talking when I'm talking! No talking! I have the conch! I am Matt now!
posted by Hildago at 10:56 AM on March 17, 2004
We've got to learn how to fend for ourselves, now, and we have to make a decision: let these track back guys bully us around, or kill them.
I'll tell you one thing -- if we just sit here and take it, they're never going to stop. I don't want to always be the runt, too timid to claim its teat. "Yes, sir," or "No, sir," or "Thank you sir could you please fuck me in the ass again?"
Well, NOT ME, BUSTER!
Personally, I don't believe Matt ever existed in the first place. I think he was a myth the ancestors made up to give us the illusion of security -- to keep us from pushing over the thin cardboard facade of civilization. Now the wind's come and blown it all down, and it's just us, Unaccomodated Man, naked in the wilderness.
But there are trees: we will make spears, sharpen them on rocks. We will need fire to harden them -- does anybody have glasses? What about that fat kid, what's his name? It's only survival from here on! Shut up, no talking when I'm talking! No talking! I have the conch! I am Matt now!
posted by Hildago at 10:56 AM on March 17, 2004
I don't believe Matt ever existed in the first place
he never did.
don't you remember the post-Kaycee "There Is No Spoon" front page message?
we're all part of the experiment
posted by matteo at 11:11 AM on March 17, 2004
he never did.
don't you remember the post-Kaycee "There Is No Spoon" front page message?
we're all part of the experiment
posted by matteo at 11:11 AM on March 17, 2004
Much easier explanation: feeling guilty about giving Quonsar a MetaTimeOut, Matt banned himself for a week... (which, frankly, he should have done when we caught him doing four Posts in one day)
posted by wendell at 11:16 AM on March 17, 2004
posted by wendell at 11:16 AM on March 17, 2004
The Forbidden Zone was once a paradise.
Your breed made a desert of it, ages ago.
posted by Smart Dalek at 11:19 AM on March 17, 2004
Your breed made a desert of it, ages ago.
posted by Smart Dalek at 11:19 AM on March 17, 2004
ok, enough MadMax...i noticed it's in the jobs thread--maybe that's the future for us? as whores?
posted by amberglow at 4:44 PM on March 17, 2004
posted by amberglow at 4:44 PM on March 17, 2004
I'm surprised it took, what, a good 6 months before trackback abuse began.
posted by crunchburger at 4:48 PM on March 17, 2004
posted by crunchburger at 4:48 PM on March 17, 2004
Seriously though, a lot of you people are fucking anal as hell, and I despise you.
posted by angry modem at 5:05 PM on March 17, 2004 [1 favorite]
posted by angry modem at 5:05 PM on March 17, 2004 [1 favorite]
As near as I can discover, Mortdieu occurred seventy-seven years ago. Learned sons of pure flesh deny that magic was set loose, or even that the Alternate had gained supreme power. But few people could deny that God, as such, had died.
All the hinges of our once-great universe fell apart, the axis tilted, cosmic doors swung shut, and the rules of existence lost their foundations. I have heard wise men speak of the slow decline, have heard them speculate on the reasons, the process. Where human thought was strong, reality's sudden quaking was reduced to a tremor. Where human thought was weak, reality disappeared completely, swallowed by chaos.
....
Most humans were entirely too irrational to begin with. Whole nations vanished or were turned into incomprehensible whirlpools of misery and depravity.
It is said that certain universities, libraries, and museums survived, but to this day we have little contact with them.
Our Cathedral survived. Rationality in this neighborhood, however, had weakened some centuries before Mortdieu, replaced only by a kind of rote. The Cathedral suffered. Survivors-clergy and staff, worshipers seeking sanctuary-had wretched visions, dreamed wretched dreams. They saw the stone ornaments of the great church come alive. With someone to see and believe, in a universe lacking any other foundation, my ancestors shook off stone and became flesh.
.......
The stone Christ shook his head. "You believe I am the fount from which all blessings flow?"
I nodded, uncertain.
"What have you done out there?"
"Let in the light," I said.
He shook His head slowly. "You seem a wise enough creature. You know about Mortdieu."
"Yes."
"Then you should know that I barely have enough power to keep myself together, to heal myself, much less to minister to those out there." He gestured beyond the walls. "My own source has gone away." He said mournfully. "I'm operating on reserves, and those none too vast."
.......
"The stone Christ indicates His charge is running down. If God weans us from the old ways, we can't expect His Son to replace the nipple, can we?" -
"No..."
He hunkered next to me, his face bright. "I wondered who would really stand forth. It's obvious. He won't. So, little one, who's the next choice?"
"Me?" I asked, meekly. The giant looked me over almost pityingly.
"No," he said after a time. "I am the next. We're weaned!" He did a little dance, startling my beak up out of my paws. I blinked. He grabbed my vestigial wingtips and pulled me upright. "Tell me more."
"About what?"
"Tell me all that's going on below, and whatever else you know."
"I'm trying to figure out what you're saying," I protested, trembling a bit.
"Dense as stone!" Grinning, he bent over me. Then the grin went away and he tried to look stern. "It's a grave responsibility. We must remake the world ourselves now. We must coordinate our thoughts, our dreams. Chaos won't do. What an opportunity, to be the architect of an entire universe!" He waved the ruler at the ceiling. "To build the very skies! The last world was a training ground, full of harsh rules and strictures. Now we've been told we're ready to leave that behind, move on to something more mature. Did I teach you any of the rules of architecture? I mean, the aesthetics. The need for harmony, interaction, utility, beauty-within-science?"
---- "Petra", By Greg Bear
posted by MzB at 5:21 PM on March 17, 2004
All the hinges of our once-great universe fell apart, the axis tilted, cosmic doors swung shut, and the rules of existence lost their foundations. I have heard wise men speak of the slow decline, have heard them speculate on the reasons, the process. Where human thought was strong, reality's sudden quaking was reduced to a tremor. Where human thought was weak, reality disappeared completely, swallowed by chaos.
....
Most humans were entirely too irrational to begin with. Whole nations vanished or were turned into incomprehensible whirlpools of misery and depravity.
It is said that certain universities, libraries, and museums survived, but to this day we have little contact with them.
Our Cathedral survived. Rationality in this neighborhood, however, had weakened some centuries before Mortdieu, replaced only by a kind of rote. The Cathedral suffered. Survivors-clergy and staff, worshipers seeking sanctuary-had wretched visions, dreamed wretched dreams. They saw the stone ornaments of the great church come alive. With someone to see and believe, in a universe lacking any other foundation, my ancestors shook off stone and became flesh.
.......
The stone Christ shook his head. "You believe I am the fount from which all blessings flow?"
I nodded, uncertain.
"What have you done out there?"
"Let in the light," I said.
He shook His head slowly. "You seem a wise enough creature. You know about Mortdieu."
"Yes."
"Then you should know that I barely have enough power to keep myself together, to heal myself, much less to minister to those out there." He gestured beyond the walls. "My own source has gone away." He said mournfully. "I'm operating on reserves, and those none too vast."
.......
"The stone Christ indicates His charge is running down. If God weans us from the old ways, we can't expect His Son to replace the nipple, can we?" -
"No..."
He hunkered next to me, his face bright. "I wondered who would really stand forth. It's obvious. He won't. So, little one, who's the next choice?"
"Me?" I asked, meekly. The giant looked me over almost pityingly.
"No," he said after a time. "I am the next. We're weaned!" He did a little dance, startling my beak up out of my paws. I blinked. He grabbed my vestigial wingtips and pulled me upright. "Tell me more."
"About what?"
"Tell me all that's going on below, and whatever else you know."
"I'm trying to figure out what you're saying," I protested, trembling a bit.
"Dense as stone!" Grinning, he bent over me. Then the grin went away and he tried to look stern. "It's a grave responsibility. We must remake the world ourselves now. We must coordinate our thoughts, our dreams. Chaos won't do. What an opportunity, to be the architect of an entire universe!" He waved the ruler at the ceiling. "To build the very skies! The last world was a training ground, full of harsh rules and strictures. Now we've been told we're ready to leave that behind, move on to something more mature. Did I teach you any of the rules of architecture? I mean, the aesthetics. The need for harmony, interaction, utility, beauty-within-science?"
---- "Petra", By Greg Bear
posted by MzB at 5:21 PM on March 17, 2004
Personally, I don't believe Matt ever existed in the first place. I think he was a myth the ancestors made up
Silly Hildago! You really bought into that myth? Matt existed all right, but She was a woman. Only women can give birth. Our ancestors worshipped the great Maaat from whose loins came all manner of good things: pancakes, ponies, political debates, and philters.
But the men were jealous of Her power. And lo! the stories were changed and the great Maaat became the masculine Matt. And men took all creation upon their shoulders.
posted by Secret Life of Gravy at 5:29 PM on March 17, 2004
Silly Hildago! You really bought into that myth? Matt existed all right, but She was a woman. Only women can give birth. Our ancestors worshipped the great Maaat from whose loins came all manner of good things: pancakes, ponies, political debates, and philters.
But the men were jealous of Her power. And lo! the stories were changed and the great Maaat became the masculine Matt. And men took all creation upon their shoulders.
posted by Secret Life of Gravy at 5:29 PM on March 17, 2004
I'm not having no pancakes outta no woman's loins, I'll tell you that much.
posted by five fresh fish at 6:51 PM on March 17, 2004
posted by five fresh fish at 6:51 PM on March 17, 2004
There's a basic question which has not been answered. Is there any MeFi member who thinks Rod Stewart is sexy?
For the record, not only do I not find Mr. Stewart to be sexy but, as a devout agnostic, I find it difficult to believe that a large, white-bearded man in the sky has not cast a pox upon him and his family unto many generations (most particularly retroactive generations for begattting him).
Thank you for your attention.
posted by skyscraper at 7:36 PM on March 17, 2004
For the record, not only do I not find Mr. Stewart to be sexy but, as a devout agnostic, I find it difficult to believe that a large, white-bearded man in the sky has not cast a pox upon him and his family unto many generations (most particularly retroactive generations for begattting him).
Thank you for your attention.
posted by skyscraper at 7:36 PM on March 17, 2004
Does anyone else remember, about 10 years ago, Rod Stewart called a press conference to apologize for his 70's career in general, and "Do Ya Think I'm Sexy" especially?
posted by crunchburger at 7:53 PM on March 17, 2004
posted by crunchburger at 7:53 PM on March 17, 2004
Is there any MeFi member who thinks Rod Stewart is sexy?
He was no Andy Gibb, but for a minute there in the 70s he was a little sexy, in a skanky way.
posted by amberglow at 7:57 PM on March 17, 2004
He was no Andy Gibb, but for a minute there in the 70s he was a little sexy, in a skanky way.
posted by amberglow at 7:57 PM on March 17, 2004
There's a basic question which has not been answered. Is there any MeFi member who thinks Rod Stewart is sexy?
being partial to the ladies exclusively, I'd have to say no, but there was atime when he was cool. He was in the Jeff beck Group and The Faces after all.
posted by jonmc at 8:02 PM on March 17, 2004
being partial to the ladies exclusively, I'd have to say no, but there was atime when he was cool. He was in the Jeff beck Group and The Faces after all.
posted by jonmc at 8:02 PM on March 17, 2004
... a little sexy, in a skanky way.
Which is the best way, after all.
I'm not having no pancakes outta no woman's loins ...
*notes user name and wonders why not*
posted by dg at 8:49 PM on March 17, 2004
Which is the best way, after all.
I'm not having no pancakes outta no woman's loins ...
*notes user name and wonders why not*
posted by dg at 8:49 PM on March 17, 2004
I prefer the Revolting Cocks version myself...
Seriously, this makes me nervous. Pardon my ignorance but does this mean viruses could be linked via Trackback to a site as well? I know some web sites host viruses but I try and stay away from sites I don't trust.
posted by JoanArkham at 8:58 AM on March 18, 2004
Seriously, this makes me nervous. Pardon my ignorance but does this mean viruses could be linked via Trackback to a site as well? I know some web sites host viruses but I try and stay away from sites I don't trust.
posted by JoanArkham at 8:58 AM on March 18, 2004
a large, white-bearded man in the sky
Santa Claus?
posted by DrJohnEvans at 9:09 AM on March 18, 2004
Santa Claus?
posted by DrJohnEvans at 9:09 AM on March 18, 2004
Yesss, the RevCo version of "Do Ya Think I'm Sexy?"! "I'm sorry baby but I'm out of KY jelly".... Definitely the best version.
I'm not having no pancakes outta no woman's loins, I'll tell you that much.
FFF, I know you're aware that once corrected for triple negatives, this means you ARE having some pancakes out of some woman's loins. Bon appetit....
posted by orange swan at 12:17 PM on March 18, 2004
I'm not having no pancakes outta no woman's loins, I'll tell you that much.
FFF, I know you're aware that once corrected for triple negatives, this means you ARE having some pancakes out of some woman's loins. Bon appetit....
posted by orange swan at 12:17 PM on March 18, 2004
Damn, I missed all the fun. I might even have a Rod Stewart album in my basement, but it wouldn't be the same, somehow, as tinny music warbling out of my 1" laptop speakers.
*sheds a bitter tear*
posted by troutfishing at 2:25 PM on March 18, 2004
*sheds a bitter tear*
posted by troutfishing at 2:25 PM on March 18, 2004
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