“The Keed” versus Firefox

Constant-readers, and apparently there are a few, know about two weeks ago I upgraded the operating-system on this ancient Apple MacBook Pro laptop from the OS-X “Snow-Leopard” (10.6) that came on it to OS-X “El Capitan” (10.11). Supposedly to better protect it from viruses; it was claimed “El Cappy” would be safer.
What do I know? All I know is my ‘pyooter got a virus — probably planted by a website, since I never click anything.
My Internet-browser is Firefox, as it’s been for years. Before Firefox was Internet-Explorer for MACs, and even Netscape. All were eons ago — although Netscape 4.73 is probably still in this machine. (Does Netscape still exist?)
Firefox stopped automatically upgrading. Snow Leopard was incompatible with more recent Firefoxes.
So my Firefox was still my older version despite El Cappy.
The other day I noticed a small message denoting slow Firefox startup, beside a button to fix it.
Knowing all-to-well what happens when I click a fixer button — namely it explodes in my face — I clicked it, hoping I could back away if necessary.
ZOOM! Off into unfathomable-of-unfathomables. I ain’t a ‘pyooter engineer.
Firefox presented me with something that took over my entire screen.
It wanted me to “set-up-account.”
Yeah, sure; I can’t even buy groceries without them tracking my purchases.
“How old are you?” it asked. I considered the 969 years of Methuselah, but was kind enough to be honest. (I’m 73.)
I probably don’t have this right: it wanted me to log-in by password.
“What password?” I yelled; “unless it’s the one I just created.”
Stabbing around, only one Internet-tab was on my Firefox = their log-in screen. All my previous tabs were gone.
So it appeared my Firefox was upgraded, but in so doing all my tabs got vaporized, plus I could no longer access my bookmarks.
Where my old Firefox was I have no idea; although it probably still existed on my backup external.
Another long trip to Mac-Shack was developing. Drive poor Andrew, my ‘pyooter-guru, bonkers.
Firefox was also blasting me about “syncing” my iPhone with a newly-installed “Firefox-for-iPhone” app.
A day or two passed, enough time to “think-about-it.” (DREAD!)
I know, years ago at the Messenger Newspaper I was told “That there thinkin’ jazz is dangerous.”
I bet Firefox has a “view” menu that can fire up my 89 bazilyun bookmarks. Or maybe the “bookmarks” menu itself.
Supposedly all my bookmarks had transferred = they’re in here somewhere.
“Bookmarks toolbar;” VIOLA! There they are!
Then I created all the tabs I normally use, then “bookmark tabs.”
Viola, again! Saved as “tabs” in my “Bookmarks toolbar.”
So, when my most recent Firefox opens only one tab, I add tabs, and use bookmarks to make the tab be what I use.
Previously I had maybe 20+ tabs running. Andrew said they used memory, but this MacBook Pro has four gigs, so I never got the “not-enough-memory” shuffle.
Andrew suggested I bookmark my tabs, so only three or four are running instead of 20. —My stabbing around did that.
My iPhone is still not “synced;” whatever that means.
Let ‘er rip = into mumbo-jumbo land.
I installed Firefox-for-iPhone from Apple’s app store, but now Firefox wants a confirmation-number, supposedly sent by e-mail.
Nothing yet; not even in my spam-folder. Maybe they’re out on donut-break.
Not that I care. My iPhone is another day.
At least the Firefox on this rig is drivable.
I won’t be bothering Andrew.