Terrible #GIS idea:
Tile server that serves tiles based on the port you access.

example.com:3857/{z}/{x}/{y}.webp gives you web mercator tiles

example.com:4326/{z}/{x}/{y}.webp gives you wgs84 tiles

example.com:900913/{z}/{x}/{y}.webp gives you an error because ports don't go that high.

✅Consistent service URLs for different projections
✅Really learn your reverse proxy config settings
✅Complicates firewall rules
❌No more dumb projections over 65535

#gischat #maps

Hold up. All this time they’ve said they killed Nasrullah because he wanted MORE war. Now they’re admitting they killed him because he wanted to STOP war. And Netanyahu killed at least 1000 civilians in the process.

This is utterly depraved. 61% of Americans and 77% of Democrats demand a stoppage of arms to Netanyahu. Stop arming him!

A few times I have told the anecdote that the singly most baffling thing I ever saw in a code review — not the most insecure, just the most “how could a real programmer have written this? how could this ever make sense?” thing — was simply a C++ variable “number_of_trucks” … declared as float. Unambiguously referring to real physical trucks in a fleet.

Reader, it’s been over ten years and I am blowing the gods damn whistle. I had edited that story to protect the guilty: the variable was named number_of_planes. It was shipped by a company whose name begins with “B” and rhymes with “GOING out of business.”

An excellent quote from a source I've long forgotten that I somehow just dug out of my archives:

This is one of my favorite security vendor stories ever, and I shall tell it you now. Not really because of the vendor btw, just because of the characters involved.

So it’s late on a Friday, probably about 10 years ago, I’m about to leave the office. My desk phone rings, and because I was still relatively naive at this point, I answer it.

“Hey, just wanted to say hi, my name is xxxx and I’m your new account rep at yyyy, how are things going?”

I explain that I’m good but just about to leave because you know, the weekend, and that the product is fine (we’re in a multi-year deal, so no need to upsell us or anything).

“Great to hear - I’ll give you a call next week to discuss more - bye!”

My dude, I dont need to talk to you. Anyway, it’s the weekend.

Monday morning. Desk phone rings at 8:30am.

“Hey Mike it’s xxxx from yyyy again, how was your weekend?”

I couldn’t believe that he called me back so fast. I explained that not much had changed in the 48 hours since we’d last spoke. I did not mention my weekend. Instead he told me about his.

“Yeah my weekend sucked. Some random dude punched me in the face at a bar. Crazy.”

I then calmly explained that, that sucks, but also I don’t know him, and perhaps, just perhaps, talking about your weekend bar fight to a customer may not be the best idea?

The call ends and thankfully I never hear from him again.

A few years later I’m out with a salesperson from another vendor who used to work at yyyy and I tell them this story because it stuck with me. I then get to hear the other side.

“Yep. I know that guy. I was there the night he got punched. It wasn’t a random dude that punched him. It was his boss, after he got drunk and tried to make out with his bosses wife. He got fired shortly thereafter.”