But the surest sign of the approaching Apocalypse came in June, when a clearly out-of-control U.S. Patent Office allowed “social networking” — most often defined as a bunch of lazy, horny teen-agers looking for an easy way to score — to be patented. I’ll say it again. Social. Networking. Patented. [i.e., the Friendster patent]
It was the sad day when hiding in the basement was given an official government seal of approval.
Social networks have been around since humans were a gaggle of hairy, low-browed savages, defacing the walls of their homes, speaking in guttural, monosyllabic grunts and squatting in the bushes to make a No. 2. And while I might appear to be talking about almost any NASCAR gathering, I am in fact talking about the dawn of civilization.
IPBiz: so will the Friendster patent (US 7,069,308) replace the Smucker "peanut butter and jelly" patent as the poster child for patent reform?