Who's more accurate - the drones in the sky or the ones on the ground?

I would have thought it is quite difficult to identify, target and kill terrorists in the hinterlands of Pakistan. However, it is surprising this is occurring on a daily basis of late with increasing accuracy. This is not just about killing some guy who looked suspicious or had tattoed "Death to America" on his bald head or had the same number of wives as Bin Laden. It is about targeting a named terrorist.

But, if you thought this was admirable enough, there's something even more incredible. Pakistani authorities take less than an hour to confirm who was killed and where. How could that be possible if they didn't know the terrorists' whereabouts beforehand? I imagine there is a map (probably superimposed on Google Maps) somewhere with the ISI that pins down all the names and locations of key terrorists. The moment US reports a drone attack and publishes its coordinates, one of those names probably light up and even prints out a message for the administration to read out to the press.

Makes you wonder who is more accurate - the drones in the sky or the drones (i.e the parasites who live off of American aid) on the ground?

A 7 month old sloth

I wish I could say I took a sabbatical from blogging to explain away the hiatus. But, the harsh truth (harsh may be redundant for those who believe truth is always harsh) is that I've been a sloth, almost 7 months old now! Meanwhile, world has moved on churning out event after another.

The UK election drama that was expected to condemn Labour to the third spot eventually led to a ConDem coalition. Kim Jong was rumoured to be Il while he was just getting Un ready for primetime. Obama extracted his medicare bill through the bowels of the Congress using emergency colonoscopy, which amounts to his sole victory to date while many of his supporters are still saying "Yes, We Can" - move on from the audacity of his hope to some Palin dope, that is.

Allahabad High Court produced a brutally long judgement that seemed more like wishful interpretation of law, not the other way around. Everyone and his paternal grandfather has released autobiographies. Blair, Mandelson, what next - the 33 miners who rediscovered light in Capiapo? Bin Laden?

The usual Indian song and dance barely saved the day at the XIX CommonWealth Games. And, finally, on the personal front, a 6 week old squirming by my side past midnight as I am typing this out.

7 months of blog-worthy events have just passed by. Time to make amends and to promise myself to put thought to paper (cloud, to be more precise) more often.

When you don't need a thousand words...

They say a picture is worth a thousand words. But, what if you don't need a thousand words? To take a specific example (obviously, this blog was motivated by this very example!), every so often you find restaurants or bars separating restrooms for men vs. women with creative props or pictures that no doubt make good dinner conversations. But, do you really need to be tested when you are either desperate or intoxicated to discern one from the other and make the right decision.

Even the seemingly innocuous stickman can sometimes take more than a closer look. Is that a skirt or just a guy with a fat butt? How does it work in Scotland? Is that a Scotsman in his traditional kilt? On the flip side, don't women wear trousers - why do women put up with such stereotyping?

Why not just make it dead easy and spell it out "Men" and "Women". How difficult is that? When just two words are not just sufficient but most effective, don't waste nine hundred and ninety eight other with a picture!

Twitter about a blog about a tweet about a...

I recently added a few fervent twitterers on LinkedIn, so much so that my first page is predictably filled with their recent updates on Twitter. It's quite amazing how self-engrossed some folks can get - were they like this even before Twitter came along or has Twitter pushed this nascent narcissism to the fore? There's an update every 20 minutes or so about what they are reading, will be reading, will be eating / cooking... when it's time to time to brush on both sides of the night and so on...

Switching to the other side of every tweet, who actually follows them? What if they are engrossed in their own tweets? Do you tweet about the fact that you are just about to read others' tweets or blogs. Say "just about to read 'Tweet from a twat', and then on to 'Electronic trash' before tweeting about all that".

Pushing this argument further, do I tweet about this blog before or after? Where does this chain ever end? Maybe until the next fad is in... wait until you hear about it on someone's blog or a tweet or a blog about a tweet or ...

Is Pak instability such a bad thing for India?

The average Indo-Pak analyst tends to paint Pak instability as a bad outcome for India. Could it actually be a blessing in disguise for India? Practically speaking, we will never resolve the border dispute as long as there is a democratically elected government in Pakistan. Notwithstanding all its talk about democracy, US really misses Prez Mush at the helm who could be remote controlled from the West Wing. India cannot force anything down the sore Pakistani throat either, specially with many in the Pakistani establishment itching to play with the nuclear button.

However, if Taliban becomes a real threat to the democratically elected (if you can call it that) government, so much so that the Zardari-Gilani combine as well as US fear that the nuclear weapons are at arms length of the Taliban, US can be convinced that an air strike at the nuclear facilities is in the best interest of everyone. India may not even need to play a part in this process, though I am sure we will throw a good measure of rhetoric, as always.

With no nuclear deterrent, Pakistan is on the back foot on any future negotiation, including Kashmir. Foreign Minister Mehmood Qureshi and his clan can save their repartees for a private evening filled with US-funded Jack Daniels. What couldn't be accomplished in the past 60 years, could be facilitated by Taliban, probably inadvertently (although a conspiracy theorist would claim India's hand cannot be ruled out). US can then go about reinstalling a Karzai-like apparatus that is engrossed in its internal problems and we can move on from Af-Pak (which, by the way, always reminds me of Aflac!!) to our own internal problems.

Is this really such a bad outcome?

Two's a charm

I have maintained a theory about Rahman's music for a while - in 7 out of 10 songs from his stable, the first two words (or a short phrase such as Dil Se Re) would be identical or near identical. Starting with Chinna Chinna Aasai to the recent Aaja Aaja Zindagaani (Jai Ho), he has been fairly predictable. Certainly, I wouldn't limit all his success to just this rule but I would argue it does play a big role in song recall.

I had nearly forgotten this for a while since you don't hear much of his work any more - Hollywood beckoning him and all that. I was reminded of this today when I was checking out songs from the upcoming movie Paa, with music from Ilayaraja. The songs go Mudhi Mudhi, Hichki Hichki, Gumm Summ Gumm (I have to admit the two other numbers didn't conform to this rule) - made me wonder whether Ilayaraja finally unlocked Rahman's secret and even decided to try his luck with it. Didn't quite work, I have to admit. So, going back to what I said first, I don't think this is everything there is to Rahman's music - but two's certainly a charm....

Naughty birdie...

On our way back from the Greenwich museum, we came across this road sign which has to be best one I've ever come across!

Home-made prophesy turns real...

This post needs a bit of a prologue... I had started writing (the previous post) about the unforeseen events that we invariably encounter during our travel so much so that we might nearly foretell what could go wrong with our Greece trip. I never got to completing it before Greece happened, so I had to do it retrospectively. Given what we went through in Greece, it's most uncanny but I've realised that oracles are best left with the ancient Greek...

Just a couple of hours before take-off from Athens, we discovered that the seemingly event-free trip had just turned much more eventful than what I had probably begun to imagine in that dreadful post. What ensued was a stomach-churning realisation that we have lost our identities - not a mere mid-life crisis, but much more serious - given to us by our passports. The ordeal started there and lasted nearly 4 more days spent mostly in a smoky internet cafe and various embassies.

Looking back it seems stupid that we would carry our passports in a backpack that must have looked like kid's play to the experienced. So, we clearly invited trouble and trouble sure came in many forms: a quintessential Indian bureaucrat, the consular officer at the embassy, who probably gets a high every time someone is at his door with a forlorn face hoping for some help and compassion; the UK embassy that I've heard doesn't mete out much help even to its own citizens, much less to us immigrants (or "aliens" as Americans like to use); that gaping bureaucratic hole between UK home office and the embassy in Athens and so on... Bless those immigration officers who were willing to plug that hole and let us in with a new passport and copy of our stolen visa.

So, note for self: no more home-made prophesy; leave it to the experts...

Pedestrian, my dear Watson

Almost all of our travels have included some mess up, so much so that we have even started predicting what could go wrong in our upcoming trip to Greece! It started off with our very first trip together - to Mauritius - where I was nearly stopped from even boarding the outbound flight for not having gotten the permission to emigrate from India! With a billion in India, I would happily let people emigrate! But that's for another day and another post... 

Fast forwarding to our recent trip to Nice, we had rented a car for driving along the riviera guided by Amy, our GPS! The first day we had a horrendous time with Amy who repeatedly seemed to suggest improbable routes, every now and then required us to turn back (not even a U-turn, just turn around Bond-style), and best of all, suggested cutting short roundabouts by even going clockwise!

It was not until the night when we realised we had set Amy on 'Pedestrian' mode during one of our London strolls and never changed to reflect our current mode of gas-driven transport! Saner times returned and Amy didn't have to fend off any more verbal abuse from me. Not before Sunitha could quip "Pedestrian, my dear Watson!".

Click-and-motor

When the Dells and Amazons burst into the online shopping scene, there was all this talk of what's the best business model and how will the traditional brick-and-mortar companies compete and survive against their nimble online counterparts. The grudging response from the brick-and-mortar companies was to spring up websites as a marketing tool or, going a step further, allow purchase online for a store pickup. This was referred to as click-and-mortar. This survives even to this date, but has just added a new unsuspecting entrant. The Tata Nano.

Tata had indicated that the volumes at which Nano is expected to sell would require them to be inventive about their channel strategy. True to that promise, Nano can not only be bought from thousands of SBI outlets, but you can just as well place an order online. Of course, you wouldn't expect a courier dropping your car at your doorstep in a few days (at least not yet). So, you still have to visit your nearest dealer to pick up the car. As long as dealers are given a cut, they are happy serving as the last mile in the car purchase.

Clearly, this is no different from click-and-mortar. Only that, in this case, you could call it click-and-motor!

Communist fix to a recession?

Media's role in spiraling an economic downturn out of control is often underestimated. Once a few self-proclaimed economists predict a recession, it only takes a few months of replaying of the same messages by the media before that prophecy can self-fulfill. How do we claw this recession out of this media juggernaut?

Just filter media to only let that rare piece of positive news through and lead everyone to believe that there's nothing amiss with the economy. A bit of communist streak to revive a very capitalist economy?

But then, didn't exactly such illusion, i.e. a fake sense of prosperity, get us into this state in the first place?!

The future is touchbooks

I was reading today that iPod Touch and iPhone are bringing the touch interface to the forefront and we would very soon see laptops with similar touch screens running Windows 7. Keyboards and mice are already being written off. Would it be still be called a laptop? Will it still look like a laptop? What would you type on? Combine this with flexible displays, a laptop would be no more than a folder. Unfold and scratch or type away. 

Better still, what if an iPhone can just be stretched to a laptop when required?

Recycling souls

I was intrigued by Buddhism and contemplated converting to the religion recently. I have always heard that it is takes a very practical take on life which is a fresh breath of air amidst all the fanaticism around. As a start, I figured I should start with understanding the religion better. It didn't however take me long before I hit the first obstacle. Buddhism is big on rebirth. In fact, one of man's biggest objectives in life appears to be escaping rebirth. But I've never considered this practical at all. On one hand, when we can't even get ourselves to recycle paper, recycling souls seems far fetched. More importantly, if every birth is borne out of a recycled soul, how do you explain increase in population. On top of that, some of us apparently escape rebirth, further worsening the shortage.

I've heard parents having to reserve a slot in kindergarten even before childbirth. Very soon parents may be required to reserve a soul even before considering having kids!

A rare moment of hope

I had the BBC running in the background today while I was working on something else and I happened to feebly hear the only encouraging news I've heard in a long time - "After being severely impacted, we are now seeing signs of a recovery...". For a second, I thought (or wanted to hear) that someone has predicted or noticed signs of recovery in the economy. Not a snowball's chance! It's not the economy, stupid! She was only referring to how UK is slowly recovering from the blanket of snow.

If only recession were like snow, just wait for a few days and it just melts way... of course, as long as it stops snowing soon enough, just as we expect the economy to not shrink two quarters in a row... This has to be more than just coincidence - UK can't possibly be hit by one of the worst snow showers and recession in the same year. You can blame the former on global warming; what about the latter... global greed?

Blame it all on credit crunch

Why blame poor retail sales on credit crunch? Retailers are getting less creative by the day in inventing reasons for their poor December performance. I went out yesterday with a clear agenda to spend ££ on a specific product at John Lewis. Only mistake, I landed there at 7:15 pm. In most parts of the world, you would expect a big retailer struggling to push products out of their shelves to remain open at least till 8 pm, on a Saturday for crying out loud! Right? Wrong.

Can we still blame the credit crunch for everything?

Unity in diversity, the Mikaeel Jackson way

Some of the cornerstones that define us (though we can surely live without some of them) are caste, color, creed and gender. Most of us, even the adventurous amongst us, never outlive any of these dimensions in a lifetime. 

Barring an aberration. Jacko, the whacko, is almost doggedly defying many of these conventions. Starting as a black, Christian, Male, he has transcended into a white, Muslim, effeminate creature in less than 30 years!

The motivation for such repeated rediscoveries is beyond comprehension; but, there are some brighter aspects to it. He would be an interviewer's delight - you can never be charged of discrimination. He could also be a great pick for a country's national emblem or mascot - he after all epitomises unity in diversity!

Tidying up National Rail

This past weekend, I was on the National Rail when I happen to notice a message that said "Please help us keep this train tidy". As if the exorbitant price I paid for the trip wasn't enough, I was being asked to clean up the trains too! What we probably need is a tidying up of National Rail. Only a government sponsored monopoly can have the audacity to hope we will tidy up their mess.

Obama for President

With just about three days to go before a historic election, I felt I had to publicly declare my endorsement. So, here I go - I vote for Mr. Obama as the next President of the United States. He isn't an obvious choice given his economic conservatism and a relatively thin resume. However, what US needs the most now, notwithstanding the current financial crisis, is a fresh pang of foreign policy. In this context, a ex-GI Joe (not the plumber, mind you) as President is a bad choice. It just got worse when he picked Barbie for VP.

Btw, we have all heard Palin say that the difference between her and a pitbull is lipstick. On the contrary, what is the similarity between Palin and a pitbull?

Bullshit!

Dis'CERN'ing the financial blackhole

When the Large Hadron Collider (LHC) was about to be fired off, some sceptics feared it might create micro blackholes that might suck in the entire planet! It isn't clear what's cooking in the 27km Swiss-French kitchen, but the world surely did witness a micro blackhole develop. Only that it was across the Atlantic, and it wasn't a Higgs boson but Lehman's bosom in the eye of the storm. Hank Paulson must have wished the LHC did suck up the whole world before he was called out to build a Hank's arc to save all the toxic waste spewing out of Wall Street.

Let's just hope we come out of the recent blackhole and never get into the other.

Hurricane Palin

Just after McCain introduced hurricane Palin to the country, another hurricane chose to steal her thunder. Gustav is no VP candidate but surely captured national limelight away from the Republican convention and Palin.

I believe these hurricane names are alphabetical with Hanna and Ike following Gustav. McCain should have picked a VP candidate who legitimately preceded Gustav. Huckabee, Romney and Jindal don't cut it. Maybe a less popular Lindsay Graham. McCain clearly missed a trick.