The dream of every IP lawyer....

I know this is probably just a bit mean of me, to post this up on the blog the minute I get it...


But every IP lawyer has heard of the famous trade-secret Coke formula, and its' up on SpicyIP anyway....


I am sooo going to try this when I can get my hands on all the ingredients!!!

http://www.thisamericanlife.org/radio-archives/episode/427/original-recipe/recipe

A Scientific Mind

So a previous post said something about the perfection / imperfection of science and social science. And this is quite apt, as I wonder – for the umpteenth time – if I made the wrong decision on that first day of school in 11^th standard…when I went downstairs & changed my subjects…

I guess in science, your answers would have to come from inside you; from logic and deduction and experimentation. As Carl Jung says, in these fields you have to take a leap of mind, yourself be psychotic in order to understand human psychology.

In law, and economics, all your answers come from other people – if other people, “authorities”, don’t say it, then tough luck, you can’t be the first to say it; not until you are ancient (or like a certain type of person, J noojies-only joke!). And it says something about me, if I eventually end up in the kind of crappy fields I hate the most.

Perhaps, the saving grace is that it doesn’t have to be that way. Not always. Not forever. One of the many books I was reading over the holidays was “Joseph needham and the Secrets of China”, or I think that was the name. This fellow, needham, was the classic, ideal image of the Cambridge Don, plus that dash of over-liberalism which every genius must profess…he occupied the room presently belonging to Stephen Hawking, he published huge tomes on random subjects (chemistry-related, I think), had a photographic memory, as well as a wife and a mistress (who worked together!) among others!, he played the piano perfectly, he was the heart of revivng Moorish traditional dances in UK, he wrote phamplets and what-nots to support communism…

The kind of guy, in sum, who is an irrepressible know-it-all, extroverted, exhuberent, intellectual with whom you have a serious love-hate relationship. Like Dworkin must have felt for Hart J…

And then he leaves all of this – inspired, incidentally, by his mistress – to go to China on a diplomatic mission. He comes back, to forget all his other work in the writing of 27 volumes on everything the Chinese people invented first, did right, or achieved without the West. Not that I want to do that – but inspiration can find its’ way to expression, in work, however impossible that might seem now.

Anyway, I, for one, hope so. 

5 Things That Security-Freak Me Would Like To See

1. Small-to-medium-size boxes, with number locks, allowing you to store things anywhere, anytime. Especially useful in common mess/refrigerator. Ideally, would also have warning posters all over, and maybe a hidden camera. Or atleast the fake red blinking light which looks like a hidden camera.

2. Biometric locks for cars. You will never lock your keys inside again. You cannot loose your keys. Most importantly, no going back to the house to get the keys that you forgot. (But also – atleast as of now – you will forgo your bluetooth-unlocking facility)

3. Doors with automatic locks on them. You know, like the car which automatically clicks shut, or the password-protected document which automatically logs out after a set time. But then, this increases the possibility of locking your keys inside…if you haven’t followed point:2. So, I would settle for a door with one of those irritating Voices, reminding/warning you to lock the door, like the Voice which tells you to put on your seatbelt, or that stupid road-map-guide-thing.

4. Sonic fences, like what a bat uses to find its way in the dark, or a dolphin uses to communicate in deep sea. Each person has distinguishing characteristics which could be programmed into the software: so you could pass into your house without noticing anything; but your friend might get a particularly unpleasant shock (!).

5. And this last one is particularly close to my hear right now: an embedded GPS transmitter on each and every thing you own, so “accio (say) purse” can actually become a reality.

Straightforward, but solutions which haven't quite "tipped" as yet...

127 Hours In My Life

I suppose there is a certain ironic twist to the fact, that I loose my purse – my indispensible, hold-all, with safety money, et al., the characteristic brown wallet which I have carried with me since first year, the first time I really had money of my own – on the very day, in fact, in the very theatre, when I watch the movie 127 hours.

Not that I am, even remotely, suggesting that my endurance of a loss of purse is comparale in any way to actually cutting off my hand. I would not care to belittle the movie in such a crass manner. But just that, it seems to be an instantaneous challenge to put in practice all those lessons that the movie seeks to teach.

For one, you have already been stupid. Point established. But the movie is really interested in, what next??? How do you deal with it, live with it. I cannot live without my precious purse – or so I feel, right now. But I had to deal with it: I had to block my cards, and do what-not, like tell my parents. And I am even putting up with mosquitoes now…

And most importantly, I had to report it on this blog. Not the same as a movie on a video cam, but similar. This is something resembling my attempt to not cut the rest of the world off, as it is so simple and straightforward to do.

Perhaps what I am really trying to say here is, the movie kinda puts my loss in perspective. But that is not going to be any where near enough to get my feet back on the ground.