Good day everyone.
First, some housecleaning. Commenter Reader_iam brought to my attention a script glitch about the comments doohickie gizmo. Bravo she. The rest of you suffered in silence. I am proud of my audience of stoics, and grateful to Reader_iam at the same time.
If you've been receiving an e-mail error message after commenting here, it's nothing personal. Your humble narrator is of course unfit for polite society and lashes out, left and right, at almost everything that comes into his view, but it doesn't manifest itself by me hurling a bizarre e-mail error message back at you. Yet. As they say in the Godfather, it's not personal, it's strictly business.
We believe we have corrected the situation, and as far as the fellow in charge of our technical side, let's just say the swamp here is very large, and it's unlikely they'll ever find him.
Now, to the business at hand. If you read the headline today, you're figuring I'm throwing in my lot with some Zapatistas, or I've taken to the hills to battle some caudillo. Not so. Zancudo is the word a south american native would use to describe what colonial europeans called a gnat, and we call by its Spanish appellation: the mosquito.
I write amusing commentary for the fine computer hardware website HotHardware.com, and this week's installment is called Death to the Zancudos. Believe me, here in the swamp, I know about mosquitoes. But it's about more than that, this story. It's about using your noggin to solve your problems. It's a clarion call for New Thinkers. Won't you answer the call?