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LIFE IN CYBERSPACE COMPUTERS IN THE ^90s When It's No-Delivery on E-mail -- Joshua Quittner, Newsda
From: David Farber <>
Date: Wed, 11 May 1994 11:41:10 -0400
PUBLICATION DATE Tuesday. May 10, 1994 HEADLINE LIFE IN CYBERSPACE COMPUTERS IN THE ^90s When It's No-Delivery on E-mail BYLINE Joshua Quittner, Newsday Staff Writer LENGTH 83 Lines SERIES LIFE IN CYBERSPACE I GET E-MAIL EVERY DAY through a thing called a dial-up account. It's really just a local phone number for a computer on the Internet that my computer can call; through it, I can send and receive all the e-mail I want, for $25 a month. I can call whenever I want, as often as I want, and I do. It's like a nervous habit. It feels like having a cup of coffee; it punctuates my day. Now last Wednesday, by 10:30 a.m., I had called my local dial-up a dozen times, without any luck. It didn't work and I wasn't getting my e-mail. I'd dial my dial-up and instead of seeing a reassuring message purring across my computer screen ("RECEIVING D.newsdauqkuh3 at 1:32:24 PM on Tuesday, May 3, 1994") I'd get something ugly, something scary ("START MASTER TOSS"). I was frantic, thinking of all the important messages that were addressed to me - quit () newsday com - that would change my life, buzzing out there in cyberspace, just beyond my reach. I hate that. But it happens from time to time. Usually, I hang up and try again in a few minutes, or an hour, and whatever caused it has been repaired. But when I called the Internet gateway I use, figuring to kill some time by hopping out over the Net to the WELL, in Sausalito, Calif., that didn't work, either. Something was seriously awry in cyberspace. I called my friend Stacy Horn, who runs the East Coast Hang Out, an Internet gateway in Manhattan. Horn said that her users had been having Net problems for a few days, and it was maddening. "You know what it's like not getting your e-mail," she said. "The worst possible thing is not getting your e-mail." She had called Sprint, which sells Echo its Internet pipeline. A customer service representative told her that the problem was with CIX, on the West Coast. CIX is a coalition of 13 regional commercial networks that interconnect to carry the daily communications of non-government, non-academic people. This made as much sense to Horn as it did to me. In other words, it made no sense. Why would a West Coast network problem affect New York? She decided to call Sprint back. Meanwhile, I called David Farber, a computer science professor at the University of Pennsylvania and telecommunications expert. I always play Sherman to Farber's Mister Peabody; Farber knows everything about the Net, and since he's a professor, he's ethically bound to answer any question, no matter how dumb. "Talk to me about outages on the Internet," I said. "The nice thing about networks is you're geographically insulated from having to know how things route," he said. "But that can sometimes bite you because when something goes wrong, you have no idea who in the world to blame." In other words, the problem could be with your PC, your software, your telephone connection to your local Internet provider, the provider's Internet connection to the CIX, the long-haul leased lines that carry data . . . and on and on. Farber said that to a certain degree, even plain-old telephone users are plagued by this problem. In the old days, when your phone didn't work, you knew who to blame: AT&T. This isn't true today. So what does that say about the future of the Internet? How will the Internet continue to grow if it's so unreliable? One day it works, and the next day, it doesn't. "The Net is still young. What will happen is, people will demand service," Farber said. "And there will be an economic incentive for people to supply service." The networks that make up the Internet will develop better procedures for troubleshooting. "It will either get better or we'll have a very empty information superhighway," Farber said. Stacy called back to tell me that Sprint was blaming a competitor, Performance Systems International, for the problem. That made some sense, since my dial-up account comes from PSI, too. I called PSI. A helpful customer service person in Albany confirmed that the problem was on a circuit board in PSI's network, in Manhattan. He predicted it would take an hour or two to fix it, unless "we have to replace the board in New York City. Then we'd have to send someone down from Albany." That could take many hours. A life spent waiting for e-mail is a life not worth living. I contemplated my options: coffee (had some), snail mail (I dread paper cuts) and working (hah, good one.) I tried the dial-up again. It worked. The words, "RECEIVING D.newsdaurzx3 at 11:47:12 AM on Wednesday, May 4, 1994," gurgled across my screen. I read my first message. It was from someone I didn't know, someone who was a bad speller: "Joshua, "I would greatly appreciate it if you were to find out the Internet address of Steven Spielburg. I believe he should have a PC, and an Internet address," it began. "I want to send some script ideas to him for one of the shows he produces. To be more precise, I want to try to send mail to Warner Brothers Studios (the animation department). Do you think you can get me some addresses there??? Pleez!!? I would be greatly gradified." You can see why e-mail is so important to me.
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