Back in the 90s as I was trying to understand what the Internet was and Björk ruled the charts, Ms. Guðmundsdóttir saw fit to include the address of her website on a CD.
I can’t remember the exact URL, but it began with
obvious typo in hindsight, at the time it set back my understanding of
the Internet by months.
In those days, it wasn’t uncommon to tell someone the address of the latest “cool website” by actually calling out the “ache-tee-tee-pee-colon-forward-slash-forward-slash” tongue twister at the start.
Few noticed and fewer still complained whenever browsers eventually eliminated the need to type this protocol part of the URL. The Internet was easier and all was good.
Fast forward 20 years or so, and Google is taking steps that may turn out to be the end for the entire URL in the address bar.
As someone who fought so hard to open Björk’s website all those years ago, I’ll want to hack URLs for the rest of my days. Perhaps I should make the most of it while I still can.