Triple E

Three posts on the same day is something unusual for me. Power Electronics isn't yet done, nor am I doing any more of it. "Record notebook" as they call it, totally defeats its purpose. Completing it is about as interesting as watching paint dry. Getting it corrected is as easy as getting into Fort Knox. Learning from it takes about as much time as learning Swahili. Not exactly the classic british understatement, are we. I've always pondered over paradoxes. Infinitely finite. Generally specific. Blindingly dark. Exactly how I feel when I think of what's going to happen a year, two years, a decade hence. Certainly uncertain. Reminds me of Heisenberg. Insanely sane. Or was he sanely insane? Maddening ingenuinity?

My comments seem to be stuck at the jinxed number 13. And I don't wonder why.

I sit here, blogging shamelessly, when 3 experiments in power electronics and 1 in linear integrated circuits beckon. But I confess, Hugo Chavez' outburst(was it?) at the United Nations seemed more tempting. Here are teasers of what he actually tried attempting:

"...It reads easily, it is a very good book, I'm sure Madame [President] you are familiar with it. It appears in English, in Russian, in Arabic, in German. I think that the first people who should read this book are our brothers and sisters in the United States, because their threat is right in their own house.

The devil is right at home. The devil, the devil himself, is right in the house.

"And the devil came here yesterday. Yesterday the devil came here. Right here." [crosses himself] "And it smells of sulfur still today..."

"...But the government doesn't want peace. The government of the United States doesn't want peace. It wants to exploit its system of exploitation, of pillage, of hegemony through war..."

And here's the catch: Chavez claimed that Chomsky was dead, even though the 77-year old author was well, most importantly, breathing.
"An excuse for a human"?

He sat down to warm applause, but according to me, his political and diplomatic career have gone for a toss, and in the wrong direction at that.

You feel like you're spiralling downwards to eternity. The strongholds now prove the weakest link. Its, as they say, a crazy, crazy world out there. You're numbed. You can't act. You desperately want to prove yourself. You want to get there. The pinnacle. The zenith. Now its a long way. And now its just-there. You can see the sun glinting off the peak. Its a dog-eat-dog rat race. You feel life's unfair. You feel everyone else is given the unfair advantage. You're lonely. No one understands. You know no one understands. Maybe you just think no one understands. Maybe you're wrong. Maybe it doesn't make a difference. Maybe it does. Maybe this follows Murphy's law-if something can go wrong, need I say more?-and Moore's law. Only here the complexity involved doesn't refer to the chip. It refers to yours truly.
Engineering Ethics just manages to suck the life out of you. Its not like we're these bunch of morons, escaped from an asylum, who need to be taught "honesty" and "truthfulness". The general opinion around here is that we're an irresponsible generation brought up on a life of deceipt, carelessness, irreverence. We need to be taught what is right, what is wrong. We need to be able to classify values, prioritize our rights and duties, blah blah. If you get the drift, this is what it feels like after attempting an Engg Ethics CAT-Continuous Assessment Tests. Another ruse to wreck the student community. Another day, another week, another semester in the life of a totally disoriented student.