Post by J. J. Lodder Post by Arindam Banerjee Post by J. J. Lodder Post by Arindam Banerjee
We will need to get into the details and see what is left after hard facts
and deductive logic are applied.
How do you 'apply' a hard fact?
Is that Indian English too?
It is my English. These days I am Australian, albeit second class. I was
an Indian citizen till a few years ago, now I am as an OCI a second class
Indian citizen. Taking it all, it is double second class Australian-Indian
English. A new thingy, maybe.
Anyway, to answer your question. A hard fact I define, in my English, is a
reality whose existence and definition are equally accepted by all
reasonably sane parties; the more hostile they are to each other, the
"harder" the fact.
By "reasonably sane" I mean capable of leading independent existences
without harming themselves, or each other, unduly.
Once the hard facts relevant to a case are identified, the rest is
relatively easy. Their interactions, when studied with care, analysed with
deductive logic, modelled with honest mathematical methods, shunning as
many assumptions as possible, while theorising as little as possible,
naturally lead to correct conclusions on a scientific basis.
I did all that for my living.
I pity your employer. Did he throw a party when you left?
Let us go back in time, then. Nice exercise!
My resume will show that I worked full time for Bharat Electronics, India's largest electronics company, from 1978 to 1989.
In that period I developed a range of primary and secondary radar antennas, DME and space antennas, mostly from scratch. Such were their success, that my colleagues rose to the highest ranks in the company. Success of that original kind is truly rare in India, where they copy everything and that too not very well.
It so happened that in the meantime I got a higher degree M.Tech in Computer Science, studying part-time while working full time.
My thesis was on partial match retrievals, now known as googling. I believed there was enormous potential in that research work. In USA, my conference leader talked to me for hours, asking me to do work there. But I was patriotic, and remained in my company.
Unfortunately no one in India understood what I was saying. It was 1987 and no one knew about computers; in fact the intelligentsia was dead against computers.
I emigrated to Australia, came here without a job. Faith in the Gods and Goddesses, and from that to oneself, works like that.
My boss in India told me to write whatever I wanted for a recommendation, and I did just that. He signed it, and that document is still with me.
They gave me a farewell party. I cannot say they liked me too much - who can like a genius - but they respected me all right.
Second job, in Telstra Research Labs, Melbourne, from 1989 to 2006. Very lucrative, easy-going and highly productive. I escaped many purges, because my work - on the lines I have shown above - was so original, and surpassingly good; but when they shut down the labs I took the nice fat package and left. We had a large party to celebrate our closure - "showers here" was the sign we followed to our extinction. I learnt that the Labour party is for engineers and teachers and nurses, while the Liberal party is for doctors and lawyers and businessmen, who do not care for any kind of productive industrial research. When Little Johnny Howard was elected, our fate was sealed.
After that, it has been contracts for me, and now I am on my own, to do what I can, with my one-person company HTN Research. It is an IP company; I generate IP which in time I will try to market. It may take me a few years, or a few decades, to really get going, but who knows. I expect that in time all my original ideas will be understood and accepted. In the meantime the size of balls around me has been noted. I had to go to the Kremlin for that purpose.
Life is one long party now - financial independence, won after three decades of hard work, is good. A devoted and faithful wife, who is supportive, is even better. Children and grandchildren are the further layers of the cake of joy. The terrific efforts of the Marxist intellectuals here to disrupt family values, cause divorce etc, did not work.
Lodder-led louts, pouncing from pubs, lost their chance to beat me up in Cambridge, for I did not go there when I was in England. Sir Isaac Newton had made his way to Westminster Abbey and I paid my respects to him there, along with plenty of non-English people who too were looking for his final resting place. One regret is that Hawking has managed to snuck up nearby.