In the latest episode of “Asathapovadhu Yaaru?” on Sun TV, a few of the participants were seen taking potshots at Vijay TV. Anyone following the show would know that the team working with Sun TV was previously involved with Vijay, which actually brought them to the fore in the first place. So to say, a lot of these people are familiar faces only because of Vijay TV. And yet, they don’t feel bad about taking cheap shots against that channel.

The only thought that was running through my mind was how my grandparents would have reacted to it. The one word they would have used is “thaanthondri”, which in Tamil, refers to people forgetting their roots and their past, and acting as if they originated all by themselves. Never a good thing.

Opinion might be divided on which channel’s show is better. I think Sun TV’s show is better, but they make it a little unpalatable because of these unwarranted potshots. After all, when you’re good, it shows. So why take the trouble and criticise the others?

 

How do you tell rice how to handle a pressure cooker situation?

 

What would Russia have been called if they had chosen laissez faire economics instead of Communism?

So-be-it Union.

 

Any reaction to Jose Mourinho’s departure from Chelsea would be lame if it did not take into account the distinction between Mourinho the man and Mourinho the manager. The former was charismatic, rich, good-looking, arrogant, had a great job, insanely popular and could talk as he pleased – in short, all you wanted to be. He was uncanny – he would name his team to the press before an important game, would do anything to become the most hated man in Barcelona, would walk out of a press conference only to come back in a minute to issue a rejoinder about the away dressing room at Stamford Bridge.

Love him, loathe him, but you couldn’t do without him. In a way, he was Chelsea Football Club. I know people who say they hate United because they hate Ronaldo, or Arsenal because of Henry. But if you hated Chelsea FC, it was because he was in charge of them. Try as they might, Ferguson, Wenger and Benitez can never achieve that dubious distinction. Sir Alex does come close, but not quite as JM.

But Mourinho the manager was boring. And here is where a lot of people get misled. They think one is the other. In his three-year reign at Chelsea, I can’t think of more than a couple of games in which Chelsea were thrilling. Yes, they won a lot of games, and they won a few games in the dying minutes, but they bored you to death. If Sir Alex Ferguson claimed midway through last season that United were the neutral fan’s title favourites, it was with reason.

Let’s face it, this world hates boring people. And Chelsea were boring. JM would claim after winning the FA Cup: “I told my players if they wanted to enjoy during the game or after the game.” And Mourinho’s insistence on this type of football didn’t win them a lot of fans. Which doesn’t go well with Peter Kenyon because Chelsea are nowhere close to United, Real Madrid, Barcelona and Liverpool in terms of fanbase. And it certainly doesn’t go well with Roman Abramovich. This man paid money for expansive football, not just expensive football.

Jose Mourinho doesn’t require to win my approval as one of the best managers around. He is. But the problem is how he wants his teams to play the game. People will still follow news stories about him, but it is doubtful if they will tune in to watch his teams play.

 

This is Microsoft
The “Wow” starts here… except for some pretty stupid math.

 

… the recently announced Formula One Indian Grand Prix of 2010 (New Delhi) is that it becomes instant fodder for all those buggers who will now protest “Millions of Indians don’t have proper roads. Should we spend money on building an F1 circuit?”

 

Today I ran into someone who claimed to have had a few years of formal training in Carnatic music. When I asked him if he would rate Tyagaraja’s “Endharo Mahanubhavulu” as a favorite kriti of his, he said, “What was that?” “Not even heard of it” was next response to the quizzical look on my face.

How can “years of formal training” in Carnatic music, and total ignorance of possibly the most famous Tyagaraja kriti go hand in hand? Probably a product of the Madrasi tradition of blindly forcing kids to take singing lessons in which they don’t have a wee bit of interest.

Thankfully though, I didn’t have to waste more time with him. Else I would have had to hear this: “But yeah, I know Tyagaraja. The person with the jilpa hairstyle, who sang ‘Manmadha Leelaiyai Vendraar‘…”

 

This happened in class yesterday. A new person had joined, and he was introducing himself. He was from Nigeria. When he said that, one lady popped up this question: “So, tell me one good thing about Nigeria. Because whatever we hear about your country is all bad.”

The reply went as follows: “Well, I’ll tell you one good thing about my country, and that is different from the United States. There I don’t need to be afraid of anyone. Here, in Philadelphia, I am forced to be wary, even afraid, of everyone. It is okay to be afraid of a robber, but something must be wrong when you have to fear every person you meet on the road.”

Does that answer your question?

 

What do we do when the adoption barrier to a system is the selfsame people for whose benefit the system is being implemented?

Let’s say that a CIO wants to implement a Web 2.0 system in his organization to help employees collaborate better among themselves. The technology to be used, the physical infrastructure etc are all the easier portions of the implementation process. Getting the target audience to adopt the system is verily the toughest part. Why?

Are (the majority of) people non-communicative? Are the users apprehensive of the new system? Or do they just treat a new initiative by the company as just another corporate gimmick?

Answers, as I learn them. Comments invited (duh!).

 

… is THE lyricist nonpareil.

 

Why does Amazon.com have to say “Hello Vijay. If you’re not Vijay, click here“.  Well, what if I’m Vijay, but I just wanted to sign out? Crazy!

 

Legend has it that when the French complained to their queen Marie Antoinette that they didn’t have bread to eat, she asked them to eat cakes. The newly-built US Embassy building in Baghdad is a throwback to that age of simmering contempt and discontent which crescendoed with the French Revolution.

Martin Fletcher describes the shameless way in which colonialism is being perpetrated in the middle of rotting Baghdad:

What you can see through the haze of heat and pollution is a complex of two dozen smart new dun and grey blocks set in 104 acres (42 hectares) of grounds ringed by that impregnable wall. It is a fortress within the fortress that is the green zone. It is designed to repel any physical attack and. when it opens for business in a few weeks, it will be protected by a detachment of Marines with their own barracks. It is not, however, invulnerable to criticism.

This is the largest US Embassy built – roughly the size of Vatican City – and at $600 million (£300 million) the most expensive. At a time when millions of Baghdadis outside the green zone receive only a couple of hours of water and electricity daily, Iraqis observe that this project has been completed on time, on budget, and is entirely self-sufficient with its own fresh water supply, electricity plant, sewage treatment facility, maintenance shops and warehouses.

 

Shane Warne has compiled his list of the top 50 cricketers, for The Times. The final ten has 5 cricketers from Australia (Warnie hasn’t included his name in the list), but there are no prizes for guessing who’s numero uno:

You have to watch India in India truly to appreciate the pressure that Sachin Tendulkar is under every time he bats. Outside grounds, people wait until he goes in before paying to enter. They seem to want a wicket to fall even though it is their own side that will suffer. This is cricket as Sachin has known it since the age of 16. He grew up under incredible weight of expectation and never buckled once – not under poor umpiring decisions or anything else. I place him very slightly ahead of Lara because I found him slightly tougher mentally. It is such a close call, but here is an example of what I mean: in Australia in 2003-04 he was worried about getting out cover driving so he decided to cut out the shot. I saw the wagon wheel for his next innings: he scored 248 without a single cover drive.

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