A long, long time ago, in the voivodeship[1] far away, where I used to be a young eager ambitious student, I decided to write really unique thesis for my Master's Degree. Theoretically it shouldn't be my decision, but a formal, carefully verified requirement. In practice, it a formal requirement and a dead law either.
Anyway, I've found a magnificent subject that seemed novel, practical and interesting. My thesis supervisor was very enthusiastic, so was I. So I started digging for sources. And I've found lots of them. One was particularly interesting. It was a PhD thesis which solved all the problems I planned to solve plus some others. Just my luck.
Similar situation has happened like three times before I've finally found my final subject -- little less interesting, but probably unique. Yet, it has spoiled my fun. My great bliss -- ignorance -- has been shattered.
Invention of Internet blessed us with lots of outcomes -- from rapid porn access, through twenty-year-old billionaires, to search engines. Web search shows how unique true uniqueness really is.
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