Finding out that Frances Dana Barker Gage, a white woman, rewrote Sojourner Truth’s famous speech to be more stereotypically “Southern slave” (complete with slurs and misspellings like dat, dere, dey) when Sojourner Truth was actually from New York and spoke only Dutch until she was almost ten and wouldn’t have actually sounded that way linguistically and decidedly did not use the phrase “Ain’t I A Woman?” at all is…whew. And on top of everything, she embellished details about Sojourner Truth’s life (like the number of children she had/how many of them were sold into slavery), wrote that ST said that she could take beatings like a man, and the reception of the speech in the room (she claims ST was called a n*gg*r, earlier accounts say the room was welcoming).
Lmaooo peak white feminist antics.
You can read the most accurate transcript here, alongside the racist edited one.
I was already disgusted just reading about this but looking at the side-by-side comparison of the real speech and the rewrite really brought it home.
So out of morbid curiosity I tried Tumblr’s export feature to download my blog. Pressed the button, waited. After a few hours I got an email it was ready.
For my relatively modest blog of ~5K posts/reblogs, it produced a zip file of about 12 GBs. It didn’t say how big the file was when downloading; I just had to wait until it was done. Once downloaded, Windows 10′s native zip management couldn’t handle it, insisting it was a broken archive. An ancient dusty install of 7Zip popped it right open, though.
Inside were two folders and one .xml file:
“Media” clocks in at 12 GBs and consists of 14K gifs, jpgs, pngs, mp3s, mp4s, and movs. “Posts” has a folder of individual stripped-down HTML docs of every post, plus an xml doc that also seems to be every post in a single 21MB file. (This doc does appear to include my 800 draft posts.) And messages is all your messages/chats (which I admit is nice to have a backup of, though the xml is of course unreadable without some kind of reader).
But the best, the BEST (sarcasm level 8) part of this is that all those HTML/XML post files? They link back to the files ON TUMBLR. They don’t have internal links to the files in that Media folder. So when you open one of your downloaded posts in your browser, the images you’re seeing are from Tumblr’s servers – for as long as those images are posted and you’re online.
So this reblogged post, ‘capped from my downloaded archive:
Meanwhile files in the Media folder are just numbered by the post ID number, not those strings. It would be possible, I’m guessing, to run a conversion, to switch all the media links to using the ID numbers to link to what’s in the media folder – but that’s beyond my limited regex skills. Without that, you’re left with a pile of media with no organization whatsoever, and a folder full of posts with broken media.
(Things like this make me wonder if they’re not trying to repackage the site for advertisers at all but are just trying to kill it quick. Then again, trying to ascribe any kind of firm rational motive to whoever’s in charge of this feels like accusing a clogged toilet of having an agenda…)
Thank you for doing this! (Also … OMG TUMBLR. >__>) To some extent that’s actually somewhat better than I was afraid of, because at least you have all the images and the text of the posts, both in easy to read formats; I was worried it’d be one giant horrible thing that you’d need some kind of decoder program to read, and you’d have to pull out images individually if you wanted them. (I mean, back in Strikethrough days I remember finding a 3rd-party site that would download your journal as a PDF but didn’t include most of the images or comments. This sounds like an improvement over that, at least!)
… but still.
Also, I started a backup running yesterday and nearly 24 hours later it’s still just showing me “backup processing” which is … not promising. (This file is going to be huuuuuuge.)
Oh yikes. Well, that answers my question anyway. Sheesh.
Take Me Home, Country Roads by John Denver except it’s playing from your neighbor’s radio that you can hear from your back porch, which you sit out on to relax in spite of the loud buzzing from the lightbulb and the hoards of moths that flock to it on summer evenings like this.
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