But ever since my wife and I moved to Kyoto, the Internet sure seems to think we are.
The internet does not think. Or if it does, it has weird proto-dreams of kittens and porn. But it does not think of you, or your wife.
Google is supposedly this big, Skynet-like company that lives to collect data on us.
Stop believing the shiny box. It lies.
Yet it’s not very smart about language.
Pot. Kettle.
As soon as we stepped foot in the land of the rising sun, it asked my wife if she wanted to display Google in Japanese, and she clicked “yes” by mistake.
And unfortunately, it launched the nukes.
Not only did Google start showing her its user interface in Japanese, but the real problem was that all her search results were from Japanese sites, too!
But it didn't launch the nukes after all, but instead did exactly as instructed.
And going back seemed impossible.
Here in our story, our protagonist discovers entropy.
Going through Google.com instead of Google.co.jp did nothing. Changing her langage settings was just as useless.
My god. Those evil fiends. Is just like that bit in the bible where they build a tower to heaven and stuff.
Turns out Google Search uses a different language preference page.
Wooo! We have finality. There are two preference panes. Which are really hard to find if you change language to something you cant read by pressing the wrong buttons.
And furthermore, google are just a big company and have no magic wizards that do magic and stuff. They do not know what you are thinking unless you are within a couple of meters at best. So do not expect things to know what you meant to do but didn't for at least the next 2 years or so.
No shit.
But ever since my wife and I moved to Kyoto, the Internet sure seems to think we are.
The internet does not think. Or if it does, it has weird proto-dreams of kittens and porn. But it does not think of you, or your wife.
Google is supposedly this big, Skynet-like company that lives to collect data on us.
Stop believing the shiny box. It lies.
Yet it’s not very smart about language.
Pot. Kettle.
As soon as we stepped foot in the land of the rising sun, it asked my wife if she wanted to display Google in Japanese, and she clicked “yes” by mistake.
And unfortunately, it launched the nukes.
Not only did Google start showing her its user interface in Japanese, but the real problem was that all her search results were from Japanese sites, too!
But it didn't launch the nukes after all, but instead did exactly as instructed.
And going back seemed impossible.
Here in our story, our protagonist discovers entropy.
Going through Google.com instead of Google.co.jp did nothing. Changing her langage settings was just as useless.
My god. Those evil fiends. Is just like that bit in the bible where they build a tower to heaven and stuff.
Turns out Google Search uses a different language preference page.
Wooo! We have finality. There are two preference panes. Which are really hard to find if you change language to something you cant read by pressing the wrong buttons.
And furthermore, google are just a big company and have no magic wizards that do magic and stuff. They do not know what you are thinking unless you are within a couple of meters at best. So do not expect things to know what you meant to do but didn't for at least the next 2 years or so.