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On Tuesday 15 September 2026, in a courtroom in Hobart, a lawyer named Patrick Coleridge explained why a 72-year-old woman had spent the best part of two years forbidden from saying she was innocent. The Parole Board of Tasmania had justified the restriction, in part, with a rationale document prepared by its secretary, Ben Hancock. That document relied on legal authorities: earlier decisions, the kind of precedent that tells a decision-maker that what it is about to do has been done before, lawfully, by someone else. “As we now know,” Coleridge told the Supreme Court of Tasmania, “those cases didn't exist.”
The parolee was Susan Neill-Fraser, convicted in 2010 of murdering her partner, Bob Chappell, and released on parole in October 2022 after 13 years in prison. The State of Tasmania conceded, and the court declared, that the conditions the board imposed on her in December 2024 and May 2025 were invalid. The state accepted that the board's decision-making had relied on what the Human Rights Law Centre, which brought the challenge, described as “a document containing legal authorities that were likely AI-generated hallucinations and did not in fact exist.”
Ten days later, on 25 September, the Guardian set out what that meant in human terms. Neill-Fraser had been barred from asserting her claimed innocence or wrongful conviction through the media, social media, podcasts or third parties. According to the Guardian's reporting, a breach could have sent her back to prison for the remaining seven years of her sentence. Her parole runs until 2032. Under Tasmanian law, if parole is revoked, none of the time spent on parole counts towards the sentence.
It is worth stating plainly what the case is and is not about. Neill-Fraser's conviction stands. Every appeal she has brought has failed. Bob Chappell's family lost a husband, father and brother, and they have lived for seventeen years with a public campaign disputing the verdict. None of that is in question here. What is in question is simpler and, for anyone who cares about how states exercise power, more unsettling. A public body used its authority to restrict a citizen's speech about her own conviction. It justified that restriction with case law that a machine had invented. And nobody noticed until her lawyers went looking for the cases and could not find them.
Once that happened, the questions multiplied. How many other decisions, taken by bodies that rarely face challenge and whose reasoning rarely sees daylight, rest on the same kind of invented authority? And when the person silenced is someone who says she was wrongly convicted, what happens to the only route by which wrongful convictions have historically been corrected, which is someone refusing to shut up about them?
Bob Chappell disappeared from the couple's yacht, the Four Winds, moored at Hobart, on Australia Day 2009. His body has never been found. Neither has a murder weapon. Neill-Fraser was charged in August 2009 and convicted by a jury in October 2010. She was sentenced to 26 years with an 18-year non-parole period. On appeal in 2012 that was reduced to 23 years, with a non-parole period of 13.
From the beginning she maintained that she did not kill him, and a support group formed around her. The most persistent argument concerned a DNA sample found on the deck of the Four Winds. It belonged to Meaghan Vass, a homeless teenager at the time of the disappearance. The prosecution had argued the DNA arrived by secondary transfer, perhaps on the sole of someone's shoe.
In 2015 the Tasmanian Parliament passed the Criminal Code Amendment (Second or Subsequent Appeal for Fresh and Compelling Evidence) Act, creating a new route back to the Court of Criminal Appeal for people who had exhausted the ordinary appeal process. South Australia had created a similar right, under which Henry Keogh's murder conviction was quashed in December 2014 after twenty years in prison on the strength of flawed forensic pathology. In March 2019, Justice Michael Brett granted Neill-Fraser leave to bring a second appeal. He found she had “a reasonable case to present to the Court of Criminal Appeal.”
The appeal was heard in March 2021 and went badly for her at a crucial moment. Vass, the witness on whom much depended, told the court she had been aboard the yacht on the night, then recanted, saying she had been pressured. Neill-Fraser's lawyers abandoned reliance on her evidence and pressed the DNA argument instead. On 30 November 2021 the court dismissed the appeal by two votes to one. Justice Helen Wood concluded that the evidence “is not fresh, it is not compelling.” One judge disagreed. Justice Stephen Estcourt said he would “uphold the appeal and quash the appellant's conviction for murder” and order a retrial. Neill-Fraser's final attempt to take the matter to the High Court of Australia also failed.
She left Risdon Prison on parole on 4 October 2022, aged 68, having served her full non-parole period. Her daughter, Sarah Bowles, said the family's energy was renewed, “having mum out to clear her name.”
That is the background against which the board acted. The parolee was a public figure openly fighting a conviction the courts had repeatedly upheld. For the victim's family, that fight is a source of continuing pain. For her, it is the point of her remaining years. A parole board sits between those positions with enormous discretion and very little scrutiny.
In December 2024 the Parole Board of Tasmania added a condition to Neill-Fraser's parole. She was not to speak “directly or indirectly with any media outlet to claim [her] alleged innocence and/or wrongful conviction.” In April 2025 the Human Rights Law Centre, a Melbourne-based legal organisation, filed a challenge in the Supreme Court of Tasmania. It argued that the condition was unreasonable, improper and in breach of the implied freedom of political communication that the High Court has read into the Australian Constitution.
The board's response, in May 2025, was not to retreat but to widen. The replacement condition barred her from communicating “directly or indirectly”, including through “third parties, written statements, electronic communications, social media platforms, television, radio, podcasts, streaming services, online video-sharing platforms, or any other public or broadcast media”, in order “to assert claims regarding your alleged innocence, wrongful conviction, or dispute the legitimacy of your conviction or sentencing.” The Guardian reported that the board cited the distress caused to Chappell's family.
Read that wording slowly. It reached letters, emails, anything posted online and anything said to a third party who might repeat it. It covered not only claims of innocence but any dispute about the sentence. Taken literally, it is hard to see how she could have let a lawyer say anything in public about a fresh appeal. That uncertainty was one of the grounds on which the state eventually conceded the conditions were invalid.
In August 2025 Sarah Schwartz, the centre's legal director, set out the principle. “Freedom of speech and political communication are core democratic rights that belong to everyone,” she said, “including and especially people who have been in prison.” The case rolled on into 2026.
Then, in August 2026, Neill-Fraser's lawyers raised with the court that the case law referred to in the board's rationale document did not exist. On Tuesday 25 August the board withdrew the condition. Schwartz called it “an important vindication of Susan's rights,” adding that “parole is meant to be about supporting reintegration, not silencing people or excluding them from public debate.”
The court still had to rule on the lawfulness of what had been done. On 15 September Justice Estcourt, the same judge who had dissented in 2021, heard the matter. The state conceded that Neill-Fraser had been denied procedural fairness before the conditions were imposed; that the conditions were uncertain, ambiguous and legally unreasonable; and that the decision-making had relied on the document containing authorities that did not exist. The court declared both the December 2024 and May 2025 conditions invalid. Outside, Neill-Fraser said: “I have always maintained my innocence. I am continuing in the quest to clear my name and to advocate for the broader issue of wrongful convictions in Australia.”
Notice the sequence. The conditions were live for roughly twenty months, and the challenge took seventeen months to resolve. The restriction fell not because the board reconsidered the principle, nor because a court ruled on free speech, but because lawyers checked the footnotes and found fiction. Had the rationale cited real cases, however weakly, the free speech argument might still be grinding through the courts.
What is publicly known about the fabricated authorities is limited, and the gaps should not be filled with guesswork. The court heard that Hancock used artificial intelligence to prepare the rationale document, and Coleridge described the references as “AI hallucinations.” No public account has yet identified which AI tool was used, how many authorities were invented, what those phantom cases were supposed to have decided, or whether the board members who imposed the conditions read the document or relied on its summary. The board has declined to say. “The Parole Board does not comment on individual matters,” it told the ABC, “and is unable to provide any further response to the additional questions raised at this time.”
The political response was swift. Tasmania's Attorney-General, Guy Barnett, said: “I will be writing to the chair of the Parole Board seeking an explanation about its professional standards after inaccurate information was produced in this case, which is not acceptable.” He added: “I will be seeking assurances around how the Board will ensure this doesn't happen again.” On the evening of Friday 18 September, the Department of Justice confirmed a wider exercise. “The Department will undertake a review to determine the extent to which Artificial Intelligence (AI) may have been used to inform past Tasmanian Parole Board decisions,” a spokesperson said.
That review has critics. Cecily Rosol, the Greens' corrections spokesperson, said of the Department of Justice that “they're effectively investigating themselves,” and called for past board decisions to be re-examined. Her Greens colleague Cassy O'Connor put it more bluntly: “Justice delivered fairly and equitably is too important to be contaminated by AI slop.” Later on 19 September, Barnett went further: “The Parole Board's professional standards will be independently investigated following its use of unverified artificial intelligence in a rationale document.” Details of the investigator and the terms of reference were to be released once finalised; by early October, none had been published. That investigation is independent. The review of past decisions is not. It remains with the Department of Justice, and the Greens' call for every past decision to be re-examined has not been explicitly taken up.
The sharpest response came from Greg Barns SC, the barrister who chairs the Prisoners Legal Service in Tasmania. “It's extraordinary,” he told the ABC. He called for anyone involved in generating the fake case law to resign or be sacked. The service announced its own audit, running in parallel with the department's, covering roughly fifty to sixty parole decisions from the past two years. “If case law is used, we're going to check it,” Barns said. He was careful not to pre-empt the result. “I'm not saying it has been,” he told AAP, “but if it has we'll be bringing this to the attention” of government.
That caution matters. As of the date of this article, nobody has shown that any other Tasmanian parole decision rests on invented authority. But the reason for the audit is not a suspicion about one secretary. It is structural. The Neill-Fraser rationale was caught because she had specialist lawyers, a live court challenge and a reason to read every citation. Most parolees have none of those things.
Fabricated legal authority is no longer a novelty. It is a genre. Damien Charlotin, a research fellow at HEC Paris, has maintained a public database of legal decisions in which courts and tribunals found, or implied, that a party relied on hallucinated material. When it was last updated on 5 October 2026, it listed 2,149 cases. It only counts cases where a decision-maker addressed the problem explicitly; filings with fake citations that nobody spotted are, by definition, absent.
The case that made the problem famous was Mata v Avianca, a personal injury claim against the Colombian airline in the Southern District of New York. The plaintiff's lawyers cited six decisions that ChatGPT had invented, then produced fabricated excerpts when the court asked for copies. On 22 June 2023, Judge P. Kevin Castel fined the lawyers and their firm $5,000. His opinion listed the damage in terms that read, three years later, like a charge sheet for the Tasmanian episode. “Many harms flow from the submission of fake opinions,” he wrote. “The opposing party wastes time and money in exposing the deception.” He added that the practice “promotes cynicism about the legal profession and the American judicial system.”
In England, the Divisional Court went further. In June 2025, in a combined judgment on two cases, Ayinde v London Borough of Haringey and Al-Haroun v Qatar National Bank, Dame Victoria Sharp, President of the King's Bench Division, and Mr Justice Johnson set out what the risks of the technology now meant for anyone who relied on it. “Freely available generative artificial intelligence tools, trained on a large language model such as ChatGPT are not capable of conducting reliable legal research,” the court said. “Such tools can produce apparently coherent and plausible responses to prompts, but those coherent and plausible responses may turn out to be entirely incorrect. The responses may make confident assertions that are simply untrue. They may cite sources that do not exist.” The judges warned of “serious implications for the administration of justice and public confidence in the justice system if artificial intelligence is misused.”
Australia has its own list. In July 2024, in a family law dispute known as Handa & Mallick, a Victorian solicitor tendered an inaccurate list of authorities generated with AI-assisted software, and was later referred to the Victorian Legal Services Board. In August 2025, Rishi Nathwani KC, a senior defence barrister, apologised to the Supreme Court of Victoria after submissions in a murder trial of a teenager were found to contain fabricated quotations from a speech to the state legislature and non-existent Supreme Court judgments. “We are deeply sorry and embarrassed for what occurred,” he told Justice James Elliott. The judge's reply was a sentence that ought to be printed on the wall of every public body in the country: “It is not acceptable for artificial intelligence to be used unless the product of that use is independently and thoroughly verified.”
Until recently, nearly all of these episodes shared one feature. The invention came from a party arguing a case, and the decision-maker caught it. Tasmania inverts that relationship. Here the fabricated authority sat inside the reasoning of the decision-maker itself, and it was the person subject to the decision who caught it.
There is precedent for that, too, and it is not reassuring. In 2025 two United States federal judges, Julien Xavier Neals in New Jersey and Henry Wingate in Mississippi, withdrew rulings containing fabricated material. Answering Senator Chuck Grassley, chair of the Senate Judiciary Committee, both blamed staff use of AI. Judge Neals said a law school intern had used ChatGPT without authorisation and against chambers policy. Judge Wingate said a law clerk had used Perplexity, and that the order docketed on 20 July 2025 “was an early draft that had not gone through the standard review process.”
The research literature explains why this keeps happening. In a 2024 study in the Journal of Legal Analysis, Matthew Dahl, Varun Magesh, Mirac Suzgun and Daniel Ho, working with Stanford's RegLab, tested general-purpose chatbots with verifiable questions about real federal court cases. They found that legal hallucinations occurred “between 58% of the time with ChatGPT 4 and 88% with Llama 2.” A follow-up study in the Journal of Empirical Legal Studies found that specialist tools sold to lawyers, including Lexis+ AI and Westlaw's AI-Assisted Research, each hallucinated between 17 and 33 per cent of the time.
A language model does not look up a case. It predicts what a citation in that position ought to look like. When the case a user wants does not exist, the model can simply produce one, with the right formatting and the right cadence. The only way to find out it is fiction is to go and look.
Courts catch fake citations because they are adversarial, public and staffed by people whose job is to check. Parole boards are none of those things by default. They make consequential decisions, largely in private, about people who mostly lack lawyers.
The scale is not trivial, even in a small state. The Parole Board of Tasmania's annual report for 2022-23 recorded 198 applications for parole. Seventy-one were granted, 12 refused and 9 withdrawn. A further 71 were adjourned because the applicant had no suitable accommodation to go to. On top of those sit variations of conditions and revocations for people already on parole. Under the Corrections Act 1997, the board is a statutory body appointed by the Governor. It consists of a lawyer and members qualified in fields such as sociology, criminology, penology or medicine. It is not a court.
Challenging a parole decision in Australia generally means judicial review in a state Supreme Court. That route is narrow by design. As the Parole Board Queensland explains to prisoners, the court's examination is “limited to the legality of the decision (i.e. was there power and was it exercised lawfully), rather than its merits,” and the court “cannot make a new decision in place of the one made by the Board.” In Victoria, the Adult Parole Board states that it “is exempt from the rules of natural justice and its decisions are not subject to appeal or certain forms of review.” The rules of natural justice include the right to see the material the decision-maker relied on.
Judicial review also costs money, time and expertise that most people in prison do not have. Where prisoners have been organised and represented, the numbers can change dramatically. In Queensland, in the two years before 2020-21, 33 applications for judicial review of parole decisions were filed. In 2020-21 there were 325, largely because advocates had discovered that litigation was the only way to force the board to decide overdue applications. Debbie Kilroy, founder of Sisters Inside, told the ABC it was “the only way” to get a response. Helen Blaber, director of Queensland's Prisoners Legal Service, noted what that meant for everyone else: “What that meant is everyone else who wasn't filing a judicial review was being shuffled back.”
That is the environment in which invented authority can survive. A rationale document goes into a file the prisoner may never see. If they do see it, they are unlikely to have the training to recognise that a neatly formatted citation leads nowhere. The route to challenge it is a Supreme Court action limited to legality. And few parolees attract a human rights organisation willing to litigate for seventeen months.
The contrast with how courts now govern themselves is stark. The Supreme Court of New South Wales, under Chief Justice Andrew Bell, issued guidelines for judges that say plainly: “Judges in New South Wales should not use Gen AI in the formulation of reasons for judgment or the assessment or analysis of evidence preparatory to the delivery of reasons for judgment.” Its companion practice note for litigants, in force from February 2025, bans generative AI from producing the content of affidavits and witness statements. Courts have put guardrails around the technology. There is no public evidence that the Parole Board of Tasmania had anything comparable before this case, and it has not said otherwise.
So how many other low-visibility decisions might already rest on fabricated authority? The honest answer is that nobody knows, which is precisely the problem. The two Tasmanian audits will give a partial answer for one board over a limited period. No equivalent public exercise is known to be under way for parole authorities elsewhere in Australia, or for the many administrative decision-makers who now have AI tools on their desktops. What the Neill-Fraser case shows is that the error is possible, that it can reach a binding decision affecting a person's liberty, and that the people best placed to detect it are, in most cases, the least equipped to do so.
Parole boards have legitimate reasons to impose conditions on speech in some cases. A parolee can be barred from contacting a victim, from harassing witnesses, from profiting from crime. The interests of victims' families are real, and the distress of relatives who see a conviction disputed in public year after year deserves respect. The question is not whether a board may ever restrict speech. It is whether a board may lawfully forbid a person from saying that she did not do what she was convicted of doing, on pain of being returned to prison.
That kind of condition collides with a well-documented bind that researchers call the innocent prisoner's dilemma. Parole systems tend to reward acceptance of responsibility, because remorse and insight are read as signs of reduced risk. People who are genuinely innocent cannot honestly show either. Andrew Malkinson, wrongly convicted in 2004 of a rape in Salford, was given a life sentence with a minimum term of seven years. He served seventeen. His barrister, Edward Henry, later told a court that Malkinson had stayed in prison the extra decade because he would “not falsely confess to abhorrent crimes which he did not commit.” His conviction was quashed in the summer of 2023, after the legal charity APPEAL commissioned DNA testing, having taken up the case after the Criminal Cases Review Commission twice turned it down.
Neill-Fraser's case is not Malkinson's. There is no DNA match to a third party, and the courts have repeatedly found against her. But the principle is identical. A person who maintains innocence is making the only claim that could, if true, correct an injustice. A condition that makes that claim a breach of parole does not only restrict one voice. It removes the person with the strongest motive to keep the case alive from the public argument about whether it should be reopened.
Schwartz made that point when the condition was withdrawn. “People who have experienced incarceration are often among the most important voices in discussions about the criminal legal system,” she said, “and protecting their ability to speak out and advocate for change is an important safeguard against injustice.” After the September ruling she put it more simply: “A healthy democracy depends on people being able to speak out about matters of public concern, including the justice system itself.”
Fresh evidence often surfaces because a journalist or a scientist hears about a case and gets curious, and innocence projects take on cases because the convicted person tells them their story. The Guardian reported that Neill-Fraser had spoken with Dr Robyn Blewer, director of the Griffith University Innocence Project, in late 2024, shortly before the first condition was imposed. It also reported that the project has now taken on her case. Blewer is among those leading the push for an Australian criminal cases review commission. Ahead of a January 2026 seminar in Brisbane featuring exonerees including Kathleen Folbigg, she said: “It's time to move forward. The task in front of us is monumental and we're under no illusion about that.” Under a condition covering any third party and any written statement, even the conversations that begin such work sat in a legal grey zone.
It is easy to treat public campaigning around a conviction as interference, pressure applied from outside to a system that should be left alone. The history of wrongful convictions in the common law world says the opposite. Again and again the formal machinery failed, and noise from outside forced it to work.
On 21 November 1974, IRA bombs in two Birmingham pubs killed 21 people. Six Irishmen were convicted. Their appeals failed. What changed their fate was not a sudden change of heart within the system but a sustained campaign. That included World in Action documentaries in 1985 and a 1986 book, Error of Judgment, by the journalist Chris Mullin, later a Labour MP, who tracked down men he identified as the real bombers. On 14 March 1991 the Court of Appeal quashed the convictions. The men had spent sixteen years in prison. Within hours, the Home Secretary, Kenneth Baker, announced a Royal Commission on Criminal Justice. That commission recommended an independent body to investigate possible miscarriages of justice, and the Criminal Cases Review Commission began work in 1997.
Seventeen months earlier, on 19 October 1989, the Guildford Four walked free from the Old Bailey after fifteen years in prison for pub bombings they did not commit. Together the two cases shook public confidence enough to force structural reform.
The largest miscarriage of justice in British legal history followed the same pattern. Between 1999 and 2015, the Post Office prosecuted more than 700 sub-postmasters on the strength of data from its Horizon accounting system. It was, in the Criminal Cases Review Commission's words, “the most widespread miscarriage of justice the CCRC had ever seen.” In 2021 the Court of Appeal described the prosecutions as “an affront to the conscience of the court.” Yet many convictions remained in place until January 2024, when ITV broadcast Mr Bates vs The Post Office, a drama about the sub-postmaster Alan Bates and the colleagues he organised. Public outrage moved faster than any court. Within days the Prime Minister announced legislation, and the Post Office (Horizon System) Offences Act 2024, quashing the convictions en masse, came into force on 24 May 2024.
In Australia, the defining modern example is Kathleen Folbigg, convicted in 2003 of murdering three of her infant children and the manslaughter of a fourth. In March 2021, ninety scientists and medical experts, including two Nobel laureates, signed a petition to the Governor of New South Wales citing genetic evidence that the children may have died of natural causes. The Australian Academy of Science backed it. A second inquiry followed. Folbigg was pardoned and released on 5 June 2023, after twenty years in prison, and her convictions were quashed by the NSW Court of Criminal Appeal on 14 December 2023. The Academy's conclusion was blunt: “Wrongful convictions will continue to occur without major reforms to justice systems across Australia.”
Each of these cases involved someone insisting on innocence, and people outside choosing to listen. Even Tasmania's own 2015 law, the one that gave Neill-Fraser her second appeal, reflects a legislative acceptance that the ordinary appeal system can fail.
Nothing in this history proves any particular person innocent. Many campaigns are wrong. Courts have looked hard at the Neill-Fraser evidence and upheld the verdict each time, and a support group's conviction is not evidence. But the lesson of Birmingham, Guildford, Horizon and Folbigg is not that every campaigner is right. It is that the system cannot tell in advance which campaigns are right, and so it depends on the freedom to make them. A rule that silences the person with the strongest claim to be heard does not protect the integrity of the verdict. It removes one of the few mechanisms that has ever tested it.
The Neill-Fraser episode ended the way it did because of a chain of fortunate conditions: a determined parolee, a specialist legal centre prepared to litigate for seventeen months, and lawyers who checked whether the cited cases were real. Remove any link and the gag might still be in place, justified by precedents that never existed.
Some responses are obvious and cheap. Every citation supporting a decision that affects liberty should be checked against a real law report by a human who signs off on it. Public bodies should disclose when generative AI has helped draft reasons. Rationale documents should be given to the person affected, so they can find errors the body missed. Reviews of past decisions should be independent of the department whose processes failed, and should publish their method and numbers, not just conclusions.
The harder response is to accept what Justice Elliott said in Melbourne and apply it well beyond the courtroom. The technology does not know whether a case exists. It knows what cases usually look like. Any institution that lets that output into its reasoning without checking has handed a fraction of its authority to a system that cannot tell law from fiction. Most of the time, nobody will notice. That is not a reason for comfort. It is the risk.
Barns has said his service will check the case law in every decision it reviews. Neill-Fraser has said she cannot walk away. Between those two statements sits the question this case has put to every public body that now has an AI tool on its desktop. When a decision about a person's freedom cites authority, does anyone confirm that the authority is real? In Tasmania, for the better part of two years, the answer was no. The only reason anyone found out is that the woman the board had tried to silence went to court rather than stay quiet.

Tim Green UK-based Systems Theorist & Independent Technology Writer
Tim explores the intersections of artificial intelligence, decentralised cognition, and posthuman ethics. His work, published at smarterarticles.co.uk, challenges dominant narratives of technological progress while proposing interdisciplinary frameworks for collective intelligence and digital stewardship.
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Howey, author of the Silo series and Beacon 23 among other things created and recently released an open source writing software program called Neo, available through his website, here. If memory serves, the creator of Scrivener is a writer who couldn't find something that suited their needs so they built their own. Howey did the same thing, and upon test driving it the last few days, I gotta say Neo will likely be (already is) my go to application for book writing.
I remember a few blog posts ago I mentioned I was using IA Writer for the blog. I founds something I like better. For a few months now I've been using StandardNotes almost exclusively for blog posts although I can't recommend this product just yet. It's too expensive for what it is. Really I liked IA writer because it has a split pane view when drafting. The left pane is what you're writing, the right is after markdown is applied, but IA Writer's cross platform sync doesn't work well for my needs. StamdardNotes does that and more.
Where StandardNotes excels for my needs:
Where StandardNotes fails:
Look, I love all these features and it's everything I could ask for in a markdown editor, but $120/yr is about twice I would expect to pay for something like this. The thing is StandardNotes is owned by Proton and their thing is super duper encryption and privacy. So, I get that super duper encryption costs money, but, that isn't a feature that's important to me. Anyway, I've paid for the next year and I'll see if it becomes something I can't live without. IA Writer ticks some of these boxes but StandardNotes ticks all of them. I'll revisit this topic when it's time to renew.
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raindrop Raindrop is a bookmark manager and you’ll likely just know if this is something that could be useful to you.
I use several different browsers (a dedicated post about browsers will arrive here someday). Edge while logged into Microsoft 365 on there with Bing as my default search. Chrome while logged into google on there with Google as my default search. Vivaldi with duckduckgo as my default search for generally browsing the web (and I have a lot to say about Vivaldi for that browser post), and several others. I have different bookmarks on each of them and often have a bazillion different tabs open on them. Raindrop is a standalone app and a browser extension that syncs bookmarks seemingly across everything. With a click or two I was able to put all my bookmarks there. With another one I was able to bookmark and close all my open tabs.
It’s made my life so much easier.
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Neo is new and exciting to me, and I just loce the story behind it. Howey had ideas for his dream writing app and just built it and gave it to the world.
raindrop is just fantastic and I think I can’t live without it.
and StandardNotes, although a little overpriced for what it is also is fantastic.
So to recap, check out Hugh Howey’s Neo, raindrop, and StandardNotes
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What we found cannot be seen Lights upon the traffic emit Seven years of waiting- in darkness And then to unfold,- this distant war For everything he needs The night express and Russia Fortunes of overdraft and dispose Painful welts for seeking And in this cad, we suffered The iron will of dismember Pleiades giving our tone Bequeathed to the Supreme Our sitting Soviet never Piles of Americana Shots fired to the open road The sky as day and tremble Our solemn wise to log The nightspur as the Sun; As American Electric In supposing you,- The Winter Poor On America’s Most Wanted Burning English chance Thiopentone to resist Unfolding men,- as undress allow As nights to her, the merch Places then to light A different room and life And substance you,- the bitterest of knees In aching dollar inastray To defamation hand We sought our custom will And peeking then American to many
When lights resist In tube and wayfore wonder Isn’t it theft to the avalanche And an aftermath of Rome This gently treed amen For nights to you and her Favoured stone and Water Never keeping then To up and up; Currents to the Sun These motley beams of Winter What witness do we have But coins and rolls of gold To count our directions May And get used to them These piles of seventh will Disassembling Victory Road In skills of ready,- and linking knot Us to keep the lantern Finding ill and fast Our golden road Pair renew The only one to see Why proofread to golly gee In affairs to triticale within Places cordoned And as you, in love with crystal Water A captain of the certain In lonely cry to summon A distant only friend Might of wanton These spurs to victory who- The nights would unfold And splashing came America at the hold In misery the same.
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vlad (part five)
Run for your life This reunion apprehend Water and rain to the road Upon this day, we are Earthen ground Under a summons and war Direct to be-as the rewrite of day Lost to the enemy and found A Bible here but secret weapon War trades and the tryst that was Enabling the might Stolen rush and anger A stop to the petrified This city of great people in then a sense Brotherhood of Rome I am the main man in this dream Floating concurrent to the load This past of me will know the year I am only dust but I have Kushner Sequences of Rome to wrest my day Alighting few, we are alright Possible rights to reveal And what I live for,- this river to hear And in the way, a surrender Leaks to the Union and weary verse I am not afraid and I knew it well Six chapters of me and Holy joy This the early book and nothing Here is a palace and a bitter gun Notes to the poor and underdistanced Heaven flows here to the night I may be at rest but I am overjoyed Solemn trips every Sunday Making sounds of the apprehend And in our mission there is union Stakes of pretense and surely West I know the road and speak to Abaddon This cross we knew was the undersight Back and forth to friends of mine A sinister year so apprehend Our right to be Soviet at amends Pickled for unafford and known by men Assistance to me and Olivet be Within our war, I stay Silence at the moment to her My friend of bosom and retreat And I am the boss This day will run to see Just what plan is under sea Lights apprehend and solemn Fruits of joy and deliver A palace of math and sincere I am the most and the reflection of God A gift for giving Consolidated Russia to this nest A function of countries to high command Errands and nights to the full reune History forgotten as delivered And I am on my fourth Naked by foot in degree- the ninetieth day of a plan to solve- the demon in our path is the World at its path New relation to IKEA Crossing to gold in the semaphore This night is our week And I am Berlin- a secret God to the summons Eucharist all day and flighting to Rome Abaddon to you in simple grace The nightsky is our fold And the masses of support will find our star- Ukraine in our path Stolen by Unions to the apprehend I get what I want and this will be slaughter By the wayside we end wars This one in our way to be hidden Slowly fallen to me Trump in December to his last- Breath of the inventory and the simple lie I am risen to only this And time immemorial knew- that I am the stolen path and am king Slowly now to the world And in its fortune a distant glory Factions of Rome And I will win this inner peace Obsequious And fortuned to the lonely above I will distance right Fortunes between and the gift A rising sea,- but we will delight what very few- in Vatican City to this gold Mired to the extent- of the process and vicious high I have another name and I will win the deep Roses to march with And only rights to the ocean Places divine and barrels of gold And this Holy tree- is mine A place to be near- and what I was A victory and a Saint May Holiday be safe We will apologize to the CIA And be offered as a Queen to portend Our lonely rewrite And crossing the NATO block A gift to the Holy See Trump will hear my gain And I will mercy back- to the Holy See and apprehension It’s only war And history rewrite On Holy Sunday And I will be given the Earth.
— Vladimir Putin
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vlad (part 10) (Intoxicate)
In the absorbance of sulphur We quit November 2 And highly misalign These missiles we keep For thus of the hour Our part by the year Nights too long And dissipate Semblances foreword to unmake This we try- To make news of the week We target the West And through to our past- Getting to be Philosopher among men- to the Americans who know who we are And double their pay Foment of the arrest by their view Days will rewrite Ukraine as it sits Piles of chok and gasoline We pray to our togetherness Simple by shotgun and ruin Nobody folds to the enemy- But him Justice and asks Happenstance and rejected We forwarded our view to the Chinese Simplifying our colours And our misery to white knowing I stand for distance And we’re suffered for glory And that is Ru
The nemesis man- He hurries while he waits Absconded then,- to a whale And captivity might Three fortunes to open He is our morose and together
Opulence new by the radio Distances pure to Iran Soviets and folklore I run Supreme to his command Absolute death- is our taro to run Zealots of Arabia- landing high And forthwith to never We can see our own year We know the way- and the ruin
In latency tract I am shores to the win I have amnesia, but it’s new And paying no respects- once fortunes at hand Ukrainia is Soviet and a spoon To the decorated in ash Blaming time as a runaway- It is yearly the dust mile And in Turkey Our pitiful smile And cadaver to her This force to showroom- In Berne
I have simplified my bets And make America my dream Witness to the line In currency then We offload our words- and our wine
Thus them to the year And thanks to our escapade We are Soviet And as nighthawks We are new
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In rations to Peter What a story for this tern Failure to prognosticate- in that man And tiny escaped To the War we won yesterday America is ready As are you This violence will,- in Afghanistan to prepare License to protect,- and renew What effervescence to our means A night can unfold The distance to Heaven- from the Earth And I, fairly well A summons for the knowledge Speak to St. Peter,- and be well.
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I sit. A few raindrops. Soon more. I dawn the poncho when they increase.
Birds astray in the barren tree to my left. Adrift from their once obnoxious chirp party of an oak that is shade/home on sunny days.
I finish the sip of espresso. Queue IRC for under-poncho reading
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Attach to Process
In my last DevLog, I mentioned that I took down apps.dinobansigan.com, and with it, the Write.as Archive Page Generator. I said I was letting it go. Well, that lasted about two months.
So, I went to update one of my other blogs recently, and realized the archive page on it was way out of date. The tool I used to update it was gone. Turns out I still needed it after all.
The old version was a Blazor WASM app. Since it ran in the browser, it couldn't call the Write.as API directly because of CORS. My workaround was to write my own API for the Blazor app to call, running as an Azure App Service. That API ran on free Azure credits that I've since lost access to.
I didn't want to host something again, since that means paying for it. And I didn't want to fight CORS again either. So this time around, the answer was an app that runs locally on my own machine. CORS only applies to browsers, so a regular app can call the Write.as API just fine.
I rebuilt this one with Claude Code. I treated it like pairing with another developer. Claude wrote most of the code, and I reviewed every change before it went in. Good news was, I still had the source code for both the old Blazor app and the API on my machine, so we had something to work off of. We ended up with a simple .NET console app. You run it with your blog's alias, and it spits out the HTML for your archive page. Same output as before, same CSS classes, so if you customized the look of your archive page, it should still work.
It still uses my WriteAs.NET library to talk to the Write.as API. But we swapped out CommonMark.NET and HtmlAgilityPack for Markdig, which turns the Markdown of untitled posts into plain text in a single line of code. CommonMark.NET hasn't been updated in years, so it was time anyway. Going through my old code also turned up a few bugs, like the app crashing on short untitled posts. Oops.
From reading through the old code to having a working app up on GitHub, the whole thing took one afternoon.
The biggest surprise was that Write.as now heavily rate limits calls to its API. And because of how I wrote WriteAs.NET, a rate limited call just comes back empty instead of throwing an error. So the first test run fetched 20 out of 55 posts, and would have happily given me an incomplete archive page without me knowing.
The fix was to slow things down. The app now waits 10 seconds between each page of posts, retries if it still gets rate limited, and checks the number of posts it got against what the blog says it has. It's slow, but it gets all of them. Funny enough, that's an improvement over the old version, which used to time out on blogs with a lot of posts. An API key would probably help with the rate limiting, but I don't have one set up right now.
There was also a bug in the new version where some emojis in post titles showed up as code instead of the actual emoji. That one got fixed real quick.
Back in 2022, I said I'd share the source code for the WPF version of this tool if there was enough interest. This time around, I'm just putting it out there: writeas-archive-generator. It's a console app, so no pretty UI, but it does the job. You'll need the .NET 10 SDK to run it, and the README has all the details.
Eventually, I want to build a Windows desktop app with a UI for it. But for now, this works, and my archive page is up to date again. Thanks for reading, and I'll catch you in the next DevLog.
Tags: #DevLog #ClaudeCode #DotNet #CSharp #WriteAs #WriteAsNet
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il disagio degli altri
Per anni il centro storico di Genova è stato una cosa semplice. Si entrava, si comprava, si usciva. Canneto, San Luca, Campo, Pré. I nomi giusti, i posti giusti, la merce giusta. “C’è Mario”. “C’è Pugliese”. “C’è Claretta”. Claretta, per inciso, c’era già allora, non è una scoperta recente, è solo che adesso ve ne siete accorti. Era un centro storico comodo per chi lo frequentava senza doverci vivere, non necessariamente bello. Si facevano affari, si comprava roba buona, si scambiavano quattro chiacchiere e si tornava a casa, altrove, con la piacevole sensazione di conoscere Genova, quella più autentica. Peccato che, appena dietro l’angolo, ce ne fosse un’altra e non era nemmeno troppo nascosta. C’erano i vicoli laterali, quelli dove non si passava per caso. Dove non si andava a fare acquisti, ma dove qualcuno viveva. Tra siringhe, sangue, violenza, dipendenze, miseria e persone che si conoscevano abbastanza da sapere anche come farsi male. Non sempre, non ovunque ma abbastanza da capire che non si trattava di qualche incidente di percorso. Chi in quei vicoli ci è cresciuto non aveva bisogno di scoprirlo sui giornali, lo conosceva già e spesso lo considerava normale, nel significato più feroce della parola. Funzionava così. La facciata presentabile davanti, tutto il resto dietro. Un equilibrio indecente, ma sufficientemente stabile da non disturbare troppo gli affari anche grazie a forme di controllo del territorio che non comparivano sulle guide turistiche. Oggi quell’equilibrio si è incrinato. E sarebbe sciocco sostenere che nulla sia peggiorato, ma sarebbe ancora più sciocco raccontare che il disagio sia comparso improvvisamente, come un’invasione di cavallette. Il disagio ha cambiato posizione, ha attraversato qualche vicolo, superato qualche confine invisibile, e è uscito dal retro ed è arrivato davanti alla vetrina. Ed ecco il miracolo. Quello che per decenni era stato un problema degli altri è diventato un’emergenza collettiva. Non quando qualcuno ha cominciato a soffrirne, ma quando qualcun altro ha cominciato a vederlo. Le lamentele sono legittime. Nessuno dovrebbe convivere con la violenza, la paura o il degrado ma sarebbe interessante osservare anche la direzione in cui vengono rivolte. Quasi sempre verso il basso. Contro chi dorme in strada, chi consuma, chi urla, chi occupa uno spazio, chi rende visibile ciò che preferiremmo non vedere. L’ultimo anello di una catena assai più lunga. Molto meno rumore, invece, attorno a chi quella catena l’ha alimentata, a chi ha governato senza risolvere, a chi ha guadagnato dall’abbandono, a chi ha considerato interi pezzi di città sacrificabili purché non interferissero con il resto. Quelli difficilmente disturbano il decoro. Hanno imparato a esercitare le proprie responsabilità lontano dalla strada. E, possibilmente, anche dalle domande. Il punto, allora, non è rimpiangere il centro storico di una volta, perché quella volta, per molti, non era affatto migliore, era semplicemente un posto in cui il disagio rispettava una geografia precisa. Una distribuzione delle sofferenze che consentiva ad alcuni di vivere tranquillamente e ad altri di arrangiarsi. Finché la miseria rimaneva dietro l’angolo, si poteva chiamare folklore. O, nelle giornate di particolare indulgenza, autenticità, ma ora che si è spostata sotto casa, si chiama emergenza. Il disagio non è nato quando avete cominciato a vederlo, esisteva già quando potevate permettervi di voltare l’angolo e forse il problema non è soltanto che oggi il centro storico sia diventato invivibile. È che per troppo tempo abbiamo accettato che fosse invivibile per qualcun altro e l’abbiamo chiamata normalità.
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Post #150
I realize I didn't do a celebratory post for the 100th post on this blog, so I figured 150 will suffice. I've been producing content consistently since I started—I doubt I'll continue at this pace but we will see where things take us.
I wrapped up the Starcraft Co. series, that is still the longest series on this blog in terms of total content (904,866 bytes) and tied for most posts (at 34 along with the Inbetweeners series). Starcraft Co. is concluded for now, so I anticipate Inbetweeners will surpass it since I'm not even half way done with that series.
The Television Antihero Deathmatch Tournament ended up being a lot more in depth than I initially anticipated. It was only ten posts, but each post contained several matches, in total representing 720,404 bytes of text! That is the second tournament series of done, but was much more involved than the original. I did a double elimination style, with multiple different arenas, setups, even bringing in teammates in the later rounds. It tested how characters could leverage different environments to their advantage. A huge upgrade from the fantasy swordfighter tournament.
The What If alternate history series has real potential if I stick with that one. Each installment can be incredibly detailed as major changes can have ripple effects throughout history.
Lastly, Merdunia is chugging along at 9 posts so far... haven't decided how far I will take that one yet. Oh and The Blue Monkey Story II has already surpassed the original with just its first installment.
There are many more projects I have in the pipeline, so stay tuned. I'm hoping the next time I do a check in like this we have surpassed the King James Bible in total length of content! If not, maybe I'll just check in for post 200.
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dodici ottobre – la festa dei ladri
Se entri in una casa abitata e dichiari di averla “scoperta”, di solito ti denunciano. Se lo fai con tre navi, armi, croci e una benedizione ufficiale, qualche secolo dopo ti dedicano una piazza, una statua e magari una festa nazionale. È il prodigio della storia raccontata dai vincitori, quella in cui il furto diventa esplorazione, l’invasione impresa, il saccheggio civiltà. Basta cambiare nome alle cose e aggiungere un po’ di retorica. Il 12 ottobre 1492 non si scoprì un continente. Si inaugurò una delle più grandi operazioni di rapina organizzata della storia, con tanto di benedizione divina e timbro imperiale. Rubare terre, ridurre in schiavitù, massacrare popolazioni e cancellarne le culture sembrava più decoroso se fatto in nome di Dio, del progresso e della civiltà. Una rapina, purché accompagnata da una croce, diventa una missione. Cinque secoli dopo, il sistema funziona ancora.
Sono cambiate le navi, non la direzione delle ricchezze, le materie prime partono, i profitti pure. Restano la povertà, le foreste devastate, le comunità espropriate e l’abitudine di chiamare “sviluppo” tutto ciò che arricchisce qualcun altro. Meno armature, più contratti, meno cannoni, più multinazionali. La stessa vecchia fame. E c’è ancora chi festeggia. Magari qualche latinoamericano che grida “Viva España”, dimenticando che la propria storia è stata scritta anche con il sangue dei suoi antenati. Il colonialismo ha ottenuto persino il capolavoro di convincere i discendenti dei saccheggiati ad applaudire i saccheggiatori. Il 12 ottobre non è una festa. È il Giorno della Resistenza Indigena, la memoria di popoli che qualcuno avrebbe voluto cancellare e che invece continuano a esistere, lottare e rivendicare il proprio futuro. Perché il vero miracolo non è che Colombo sia arrivato. È che, nonostante tutto, loro siano ancora lì.
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Cute Snail Coloring Adventures!

Greetings and SNAIL-utations blog friends!
Cute Snail and I wanted to get on here, say “Shello” and share a smile again and let you know that the following fall themed postcards are now available for download from our Payhip store! Links are below. Each card is 100% FREE, comes as a US letter sized PDF print sheet, and can be used or gifted as a single card or two separate cards depending on your gifting needs. Cards can also be printed on any weight of paper, but 60 pound cover stock makes a nice keepsake worthy greeting card. FREE fall themed coloring pages and a fall coloring book are also available as well. Enjoy!
Cute Snail and I are off to make a warm cuppa coffee, enjoy a little lunch and watch more video adventures. Yesterday we visited Chimney Rock, NC. Here’s the link to the video if you'd like to visit too. It’ll take about 45 minutes to watch —— > https://youtu.be/BSQbS74LXs0?si=uhw_ZFa-ILVp7bMM
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