Where Angels Fear
2 min readOct 16, 2020

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It isn’t … no.

Sometimes, something you do results in something happening that is at least tangentially related to your intent, if not exactly what you were hoping for.

Sometimes it even resembles it.

But, more often than not, it’s just a hot mess:

Medium is rapidly devolving from the worst publishing platform ever devised to something I would be embarrassed to say I had ever made use of — run by people who have no concept of UX nor the least appreciation of the fundamentals of Design, couldn’t architect a UI fit for purpose if they were granted eternal life and unlimited resources with which to do so and are not the least bit technical ¹.

Insofar as you did something and something happened as a result, it worked … more or less, depending on what you were trying to achieve … but there’s no guarantee it will do so next time you try it … nor that it will result in the same thing, even if your actions do achieve anything: this morning, replies were in my published stories view, this afternoon, they aren’t being updated and I have no way of knowing whether this is a glitch or a deliberate change because the changes that are clearly deliberate are utterly nonsensical from the perspective of good web design, so it’s just a case of accepting that Medium is now the publishing equivalent of the Limited Event Series of Twin Peaks season 3 The Return: “a madman’s canvas — sometimes carefully painted, other times sprayed with a ketchup bottle or just vomited on at a late night afterparty that seemed a good idea at the time” — you may never even see this reply any more than you may have seen this but not replied or simply never been made aware of it, there is no way of knowing.


¹ And people wonder why I have not once, in the last four years, been tempted to entrust them with securely maintaining a record of my IRL financial details.

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Where Angels Fear
Where Angels Fear

Written by Where Angels Fear

There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live and too rare to die.

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