I am delighted to learn, from a public source, that my
Not-so-Secret Diary is improving. This
is in no small part thanks to my tireless critics, who have shown me the
rubbishness of my ways and tutored me patiently in the art of how to write
something so innocuous that not even a patent attorney could take offence at
it. I salute them.
My confidence thus boosted, I write a Statement of Intent to
show that CIPA really does care about diversity and really will do something
about it. Although this will
not cure everybody's problems all at once, it should at least make the IP professions look
more attractive to those peering in from the outside, particularly the
ragamuffins. Otherwise I have this
mental picture of the EyePeePee as a young ragamuffin, all grazed knees and
grimy fingernails, pressing his sooty nose against the CIPA windows and gazing
longingly at the world within – a world of elegant banquets and fine claret and
cigars, and shiny tie pins and of course particularly red walls, knowing
he will never feel at home there with his 1s 2d savings and his pocketful of
dripping sandwich, and wiping his nose on his sleeve with disappointment. Dear reader, if that image does not fill you
with sadness and compassion then my Diary is even rubbisher than I thought.
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