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It would appear that LJ isn't quite over the denial-of-service follies from yesterday. This message just popped up trying to read comments on one of Eleanor's entries:
I've so far seen only one off-LJ story about the DDOS in English- this one, and it's not much of one. If Facebook farts for five minutes, it makes CNN.
Will the last one out turn out the lights? (And in Soviet Russia, is off position up or down? Or does light switch disengage YOU?!?)
Mar. 31st, 2011
Another One Bizets the Dust
Mar. 31st, 2011 08:16 pmFor over 30 years, I've lived within the spheres of the three great cities of the 19th century in upstate New York: Syracuse (where I once worked for three newspapers, now down to one); Rochester (also a two-paper town at the start of my time there and now barely supporting a single one); and, mostly, here in Buffalo. We also shed a major daily paper in my early days here, but more recently we lost our primary producing regional theater to financial woes (although our Broadway-show roadhouse here still does quite well with its bus-and-truck productions, as its counterparts to the east also do).
All three cities have feverishly tried to maintain their own identities. No Metroplexes here, tyvm. Each has its own print media, radio media, television media. About the only common bonds are sports teams- our professional ones and SU's Division I-collegiate ones. I've often commented that a nuclear bomb could strike Rochester at noon on a weekday, and it wouldn't even be covered in the Buffalo News unless the Bills were at their Pittsford training camp that afternoon.
Each, also, maintained its own musical identity at the classical level. The BPO, the RPO and the Syracuse Symphony have each charted their own parallel courses in those 30 years of my own experience, with never a mention of merger or shared costs. I was least familiar with the latter, since my days working in the 'Cuse were the most removed from today, and I've never attended any of their performances. Both of the westerer Philharmonics have had financial crises in the 80s, 90s and oughts, but they seem to have negotiated and planned their ways out of them, usually at the expense of the union-scale musicians who make up their performance cores.
Today's news, then, is the furthest removed from me, and yet perhaps a sign of things to come:
Syracuse Symphony Suspends Operations for Rest of 2011 season, cancels Yo Yo Ma
Syracuse Symphony Orchestra’s board of trustees announced Tuesday it voted to suspend operations Sunday. The board and management said they were forced to act because the organization was without funds to continue its 50th anniversary season, was burdened with $5.5 million in debt and failed to receive $1.3 million in concessions from musicians for the 2011-2012 season. They will consult with legal counsel to map out their options....
the latter, likely, to enrich a sassypants Syracuse bankruptcy-law firm, much as Studio Arena's Chapter 11 here a few years back generated much business for our old-line white-shoe law firms, not a whit of their efforts producing a single word being spoken onstage as a result.
The RPO, to its credit, has offered to honor SSO tickets at its 80-mile-away performances for the rest of its current season. Knowing how Balkanized these cities are, I fully expect the count on such comps to be in the high double figures, if that. Nobody is yet speaking of efficiencies among the three communities that would solve the problems on a more unified, long-term basis, and I think there will be swarms of flying pigs before the last orchestra standing finally bites the dust.
All three cities have feverishly tried to maintain their own identities. No Metroplexes here, tyvm. Each has its own print media, radio media, television media. About the only common bonds are sports teams- our professional ones and SU's Division I-collegiate ones. I've often commented that a nuclear bomb could strike Rochester at noon on a weekday, and it wouldn't even be covered in the Buffalo News unless the Bills were at their Pittsford training camp that afternoon.
Each, also, maintained its own musical identity at the classical level. The BPO, the RPO and the Syracuse Symphony have each charted their own parallel courses in those 30 years of my own experience, with never a mention of merger or shared costs. I was least familiar with the latter, since my days working in the 'Cuse were the most removed from today, and I've never attended any of their performances. Both of the westerer Philharmonics have had financial crises in the 80s, 90s and oughts, but they seem to have negotiated and planned their ways out of them, usually at the expense of the union-scale musicians who make up their performance cores.
Today's news, then, is the furthest removed from me, and yet perhaps a sign of things to come:
Syracuse Symphony Suspends Operations for Rest of 2011 season, cancels Yo Yo Ma
Syracuse Symphony Orchestra’s board of trustees announced Tuesday it voted to suspend operations Sunday. The board and management said they were forced to act because the organization was without funds to continue its 50th anniversary season, was burdened with $5.5 million in debt and failed to receive $1.3 million in concessions from musicians for the 2011-2012 season. They will consult with legal counsel to map out their options....
the latter, likely, to enrich a sassypants Syracuse bankruptcy-law firm, much as Studio Arena's Chapter 11 here a few years back generated much business for our old-line white-shoe law firms, not a whit of their efforts producing a single word being spoken onstage as a result.
The RPO, to its credit, has offered to honor SSO tickets at its 80-mile-away performances for the rest of its current season. Knowing how Balkanized these cities are, I fully expect the count on such comps to be in the high double figures, if that. Nobody is yet speaking of efficiencies among the three communities that would solve the problems on a more unified, long-term basis, and I think there will be swarms of flying pigs before the last orchestra standing finally bites the dust.