What's New in Solaris Express 10/04 (Build 69, Beta7) I promised to write about each new release of Solaris Express. It has been quite some time since we had a release, but the latest, Beta7, should be released on Friday, October 29. You can visit the revamped Solaris 10 website to get the freshest bits around!

As always, please remember to Read the Release Notes before installing. It contains workarounds for some of the bugs we've already identified and squashed for the the next beta build.

So: If you thought we did a lot in build 63, you ain't seen nothin'. Build 69 includes some sweeping changes, in the form of the new Service Management Facility, the Java Desktop System and piles of other improvements. Service Management Facility The Service Management Facility is the second portion of the Predictive Self-Healing functionality delivered in Solaris 10. smf(5) arrives in Beta 7, bringing significant enhancments to the system service adminstrative model, automated service restart, parallelized system boot, and many other features. To help you to navigate the changes and enhancements:
Start Here! Shortly, the BigAdmin Self-Healing Site will be updated with content related to SMF. Once you've downloaded the bits, it should be your first stop. The smf(5) manpage provides an overview. Exploration of services is handled by svcs(1). The -x option provides an "explanation" for services not running, and -p shows the relationship between services and processes. svcadm(1M) allows simple manipulation of services, such as enable and disable. inetadm(1M) provides inetd-service manipulation tools.
"boot -m verbose" allows you to customize boot console output to be more verbose than the default, quiet output. The System Administration Guide and manual pages have been updated to reflect the changes made by SMF. Other sources of information include.

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