The Idiot Behind the Iron Mask

Somehow, whenever I see my cats roosting about the outside of my house, I am reminded of the chickens I used to feed and keep in (the SNES version of) Harvest Moon.

Having pondered through Steve Jobs’ character, I felt enlightened. And somewhat delighted too, seeing that I share the personality traits of a tech-industry leader, especially one whose oral spits are weighed in gold and whose corporate moves are shadowed down to the nanometer.

Just that, if I am fortunate enough to come and be in possession of an office of my own, then really, I would not settle for just a shark; rather, I would like to have the office populated with the complete triumvirate of beastly kings; of water, air and earth - the shark, the eagle and the tiger, respectively speaking.