Club Troppo crippled but moving soon

As you’ve probably noticed, Club Troppo has been almost unuseably slow-loading for the last few days. It has also been out of commission completely for substantial periods. Now the comment facility is not working at all. Apparently the latter is not an accident but deliberate sabotage on the part of our webhost, which goes by the ironical name “Dreamhost”. I received an email from dreamhost this morning in the following terms:

I’m writing you about your database “clubtroppo”. It seems to be very busy lately and today was causing severe load problems on the triumph mysql server. I’ve had to disable the table wp_comments until the issue can be resolved. The problem is that the queries on the wp_comments table are taking a longer amount of time now that there are around 50,000 comments in the tables, and with a flood or spike in traffic, the multiple-queries-at-once is causing severe problems. Please double-check that the wp-cache module is configured and working as this will help with loads. If nothing can be improved upon, I’m afraid your database needs are outgrowing what shared hosting can offer and you will need to look into a VPS or dedicated solution:

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In fact I had already taken steps to find a new host due to Dreamhost’s appalling performance and non-existent service since I signed up with them a few months ago. We will be moving over to a new Virtual Private Server host over the next week or two. In the meantime, Troppo page load times are likely to remain slow, and the comment facility might or might not be restored. If you’re thinking about changing webhosts, steer very clear of Dreamhost. They’re without question the worst I’ve ever struck in 6 years of using webhosting services.

Additional by Jacques: All very embarassing for yours truly as I was the one who recommended Dreamhost in the first place. However Club Troppo has grown much faster than I or anyone expected. As Ken says we will be moving to our own Virtual Private Server, which should drastically improve the site’s responsiveness. I’ve literally just got off the plane but I can see I need to attend to the move immediately. I’ll be starting now so don’t be surprised if Troppo goes up and down like a yoyo in the next few hours.

Update by Jacques: Sorry, I’m not really in a condition conducive to cleverwork – desperately tired, jetlagged and hungover.  I think I’ve managed to reverse Dreamhost’s temporary disabling of comments, but don’t be surprised if they reverse the reversal at some point. I’ll get back onto the Big Move as soon as I can.

Congratulations Dani Rodrik – winner of the Albert O. Hirschman Prize

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Any hint that virtue is it’s own reward offers its own reassurance – bracing though it may be. I fancy that the look on this face is the contentment of genuine achivement.

Yes folks you heard about it first on Troppo. A while back I came across a terrific article by Dani Rodrick – “Goodbye Washington Consensus, Hello Washington Confusion? A Review of the World Bankâs Economic Growth in the 1990s: Learning from a Decade of Reform“. Before I’d had time to read it I sent it to James Farrell who I know is interested in this kind of stuff and he duly posted on it here.

Now we have two further pieces of excitement. Rodrik has started a blog – which is shaping up very well. Often bloggers, like newspaper columnists are at their best when they start – with a fresh take on things they’ve been thinking about for a long time.

And he has just won the Albert O. Hirschman Prize. Hirshman was one of the great economists of the decades from the 1960s to the 80s or so. He was unusually ecclectic and commonsensical in his methods as is Rodrik. As Rodrik puts it rather cutely on his blog announcing that the winner of the prize has been announced. “I won’t tell you who the recipient is, except to say that I do not agree with everythng he has written.” Continue reading

The trifecta is possible

It was last year’s mantra, at least among my friends, as we looked to 2007. We need to win back the Ashes to put the pommies in their rightful place, we kept saying to each other. We need to defeat John Howard to save working people from the grand theft that is WorkChoices. And we also need to put the Eddie Jones era well behind us by winning the rugby World Cup.

As it happened, we won back the Ashes before 2007 even started, and the cricket team went on to make a historic clean sweep in the New Year. The second leg of the trifecta is already looking good. Although it’s still too early to tell what will happen at the general election, Rudd Labor is clearly competitive. On the other hand, the prospect of a Wallaby victory in France later this year has been looking distinctly more and more impossible as 2007 has ebbed by … until last night!!

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The maestro in action

There hasn’t been much rugby worth watching this year, especially for Aussie fans. But last night’s match between the Brumbies and the Crusaders was a cracker. Australia’s forwards defended like men possessed, which is to say like Wallaby forwards of yesteryear. They even made All Black great, Richie McCaw, look merely human. The Brumbie backs were superb. Gregan was commanding. Mortlock played out of his skin, or as if he didn’t care about his skin, or his body, or anything except his huge heart. The other backs were also magnificent.

Where superlatives fail is when you get to that man, Stephen Larkham. It wasn’t that the Kiwi pretender to the title of the world’s best No 10, Dan Carter, played badly. On the contrary, Carter had a good game, by any standard – except for ‘Bernie’ Larkham’s standard. On top of his game in a committed team, Australia’s great 10 remains peerless. The abundant inadequacies of Australia’s selectors and coaching staff notwithstanding, so long as Bernie can stay fit, Australia has a real chance at the great trifecta. Between the Ruddster and Larkham, the nation may yet be saved. Lord be praised.

The more things change . . .

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I vividly remember wandering round the town of Nimes in the south of France about fifteen years ago and being completely blown away by the amphitheatre there (pictured above). What blew me away was the way in which this magnificent object had gone on a two millennium journey of creation, obsolescence, senescence, decay and rebirth. And I started thinking of similar patterns of recurrence. Continue reading

The interactive society: an ‘open source’ suggestion box for government

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I was driving through the Burnley tunnel today. It has three lanes. As you go into it travelling east, the three lanes I was on had to become two to make way for another lane entering from the left. Normally what happens in such a situation is that the three main lanes become two and to remove the scope for ambiguity, the space previously taken up by the left most lane (before the new lane enters) becomes a traffic isle. The third lane then feeds in from the left.

It’s all pretty fail safe. You can’t end up in the wrong (terminating) lane unless you don’t notice the fact that you’ve driven onto a traffic island â which is itself preceded by lots of white lines and things that would have you wondering if something was going wrong.

But in this case (I presume because this lane was doubling as an emergency lane until cars entered it from the new ramp), no such arrangement had been made here. I found it quite confusing and ended up in the emergency lane for a while before realising what was intended and making my exit into the two correct lanes to allow cars to enter into the lane I had vacated.

Given my confusion I thought that someone ought to do something about it. But I know government well enough not to bother. I’d be asked to put the thing in writing – as sure a sign as any that someone isn’t regarding your input as a potentially valuable resource. Then my communication would go into a queue and I’d receive a polite letter.

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An essay on the future of government services by Tom Bentley

Essays extolling the need for governments to get âconnectedâ, lateral, vertical and all that kind of stuff â the need to find new models to engage stakeholders and to break down the silos of departments â are not usually my cup of tea. My problem with them is that as commonsensical as these ideas sound, they are frequently pretty superficial. And they donât show much awareness of the reasons for why one would arrange things in silos in the first place. (Those reasons would include trying to create manageable lines of accountability.) Budgeting is the same kind of exercise â an exercise in self constraint which doesnât make sense until you understand it in the context of building lines of accountability in a boundedly rational and knowledgeable world.

In any event I was impressed when I read this conclusion to a volume recently published by Demos by Tom Bentley. Itâs not that it proposes anything new, but I think the way it discusses the issues is mature and insightful. Iâve also become more and more convinced of the need for governments to develop much greater levels of responsiveness to their evolving environment.

The world is increasingly complex and it seems to me that there are two responses to this. A right of centre âfree marketâ approach takes the view that governments growing increasingly complex is an inherently bad thing. Governments should stick to their knitting â which is providing frameworks of law and basic public goods like defence. The problems with this approach are firstly, that the world is becoming more complex and so governments being embedded within our society and economy are drawn into that complexity. For instance if they want to engage in large financial transactions which they pretty much have to, they will need to master their complexity. Secondly and likewise, as the market becomes more complex it becomes more complex to regulate it. The corresponding kind of approach to regulation involved in this mind set is âminimum effective regulationâ in which governments do the least they need to achieve their objectives. The problem is that commonsensical as it sounds, no government in the Western world has managed to tame the inexorably growing complexity of regulation with the policy of minimum effective regulation.

The alternative â which might loosely be regarded as left of centre â is the pathway set out here where governments make themselves more responsive to their environment and the various stakeholders. Where they try to develop broader, looser ways of collaborating. The problem is always how to do so in a manner that improves regulation and service delivery (rather than makes it worse â not necessarily an easy thing) And one must do so further constrained by the need to do so consistently with being accountable to the public interest rather than private interests.

Anyway, I enjoyed the essay and asked Tom if I could post it here, which he agreed to and â which Iâve done over the fold.

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Missing Link – Anzac Day Special Edition

Years ago, Alan Seymour’s play tagged Anzac Day the one day of the year. For mine (SL) this year’s day brought the best out of Ozblogistan.

Kicking off a plethora of fabulous Anzac Day posts is newly discovered milblogger Brett Holman, who provided a beautifully researched and illustrated post on a piece by a pseudonymous digger (he called himself ‘Sydney Melbourne’) written in 1940. Among other very acute observations of wartime Britain is this little gem:

He finds the people careless and dirty, and venereal disease prevalent, and beyond a few notices in public conveniences he has found little attempt to combat the last evil. People ask him if it is true that there are licensed brothels in Queensland, and seem horrified to learn that such things are tolerated. Yet venereal disease is not rampant in Australia.

Tigtog at Larvatus Prodeo went for simplicity, while Heath Gibson at Catallaxy followed a similar path to Brett Holman, providing intelligent linking commentary on his grandfather’s wartime diaries. Roger Migently shares one of his father’s Borneo stories; Troppo’s own Cam has a fascinating account of flying around in rickety aircraft during World War I (fabulous artwork). Kev Gillett brings things up to date with a Vietnam era post, while Harry Clarke covers the Dawn Service. Jules Crittenden, for his part, heads back to Gallipoli.

Turning to more political takes on the day, Slim wants nothing to do with ANZAC Day as long as Mr Howard is using it as a vrax5.jpgpropaganda vehicle to win sympathy for his participation in the Iraq war:

And letâs not forget that single-handedly, John Winston Howard has done more to undermine the Australian values that my parents’ generation believed in and fought for than any other person, and itâs time to vote him out, for the sake of the future of Australia.

Similar sentiments were expressed at the Dead Roo, where David composed a speech in the Seachange John Howard mode, regretting that the lessons of past wars have been ignored right up to the present.

A highlight of the ANZAC day coverage was this ANZAC biscuit recipe from Helen, with a warning to foreigners that they may not be able to get golden syrup. As long as it’s available in New Zealand, though, this issue doesn’t seem worth expending too much anxiety over. Not to be outdone, Patrick supplies a recipe for ANZAC dahl. Adrian the Cabbie wonders why diggers don’t get more freebies on their special day, describing how one elderly gent thought he’d won the lottery when Adrian waived his fare.

Once again I’ve pilfered a graphic from Gallery of the Absurd, this time an extremely decorative Bodhi Beetle. Over the fold is a (slightly) non-worksafe graphic for which my nephew is partially responsible, and which I’m tempted to bestow on future Threads of Doom ™ around Ozblogistan.

I’ll also note that this an especially chunky Missing Link, in which Ken Parish couldn’t collaborate due to work commitments. Otherwise the team comprised the usual suspects – Amanda Rose, Patrick Garson, James Farrell, Jason Soon and Helen Dale (standing in for Ken as editor).

UPDATE: I’ve just learned that Ken has had a death in the family, about which he blogs beautifully here at Troppo.

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