It was a life that they were spoken: a flight London - Kuala Lumpur AirAsia.
Then it was postponed again and then is gone.
Was out there again and hopefully more. Continue reading »
Every so often I find Manu, my Mexican friend, somewhere in the world.
A couple of weeks ago I met by chance on the Leonardo Express runs from Fiumicino to Rome Termini.
I arrived from Bangkok, the Ukraine and he had missed the flight to Madrid.
I had seen him a couple of months before my wedding and I thought it was in Mexico.
Has delayed the return of a few days and is gone with me to Venice.
As always presented me with a lot of "food for thought", ie a series of crazy ideas, but not crazy enough to be discarded a priori.
One of these, which haunts me since he has left is: who is really Google?
The official story:
a couple of guys invent an algorithm that lets you search and find the Internet more easily, and their creation 10 years, Google becomes the closest thing to God never existed in human history.
Google knows what I'm looking for, when, what sites you prefer, who writes to me, who say ( Gmail ), what I spend on advertising ( Adwords ), how much money on advertising ( Adsense ), where (IP address), my appointments ( Calendar ), my photos ( Picasa ) and soon my medical records ( Health ). Continue reading »















