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Path: ...!fu-berlin.de!uni-berlin.de!individual.net!not-for-mail From: Aidan Kehoe <kehoea@parhasard.net> Newsgroups: sci.lang Subject: Re: International Typewriter Day (23 June) Date: Mon, 24 Jun 2024 11:23:43 +0100 Lines: 29 Message-ID: <87zfraabbk.fsf@parhasard.net> References: <v5aj0q$nis7$1@dont-email.me> <87a5jabsab.fsf@parhasard.net> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=utf-8 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit X-Trace: individual.net 9EGNzXW/GHXRYuHtrRLQJQYi77ISQTvFx1dimlcNb0/o+8+nC2 Cancel-Lock: sha1:d6PLNEfVxfntzEs60o4yeuPkJZc= sha1:hNWSkYe6zrcJFrDtJTyPNHd0VWo= sha256:wblFoCV+as4gaXEjK1e7P966eKfQ8UdLjD094fsg0XA= User-Agent: Gnus/5.101 (Gnus v5.10.10) XEmacs/21.5-b35 (Linux-aarch64) Bytes: 2155 Ar an ceathrú lá is fiche de mí Meitheamh, scríobh Aidan Kehoe: > Ar an ceathrú lá is fiche de mí Meitheamh, scríobh Ross Clark: > > > I don't need to explain what a typewriter is, do I? > > > > Crystal's historical notes: > > > > 1714 - Henry Mill (English engineer) patents "an artificial machine or method > > for impressing or transcribing of lettrs, one after another, as in writing, > > whereby all writing whatsoever may be engrossed in paper or parchment to neat > > and exact as not to be distinguished from print". > > > > "No trace of this exists, if it was ever produced." Sounds like a pipe dream. > > Common thing in patents these days, to patent things you haven’t implemented. > (I attempted this once, software for phone and chat systems that warned the > user when time zone and calendar differences meant it was unlikely the other > party in the communication would be reachable, but other parties pre-dated me.) > Shouldn’t really be allowed, but hard to audit. I was going to say that I was surprised patenting something that wasn’t built was allowed at that point, but on reflection there’s no reason to be surprised. -- ‘As I sat looking up at the Guinness ad, I could never figure out / How your man stayed up on the surfboard after fourteen pints of stout’ (C. Moore)