Oorgo

Pause

You know sometimes I read so much news and stories, and email, and blogs in a day that I simply can't form a cherent thought by 4 pm. It's like all the stuff is competing for cpu usage, thus dragging down my whole system so the performance is peaked. I'm pausing now to let some of the things tumble out of my overcrowded brain, maybe it'll make room for other more important things.

I can't bilieve the nutjob who shotup that college in Montreal yesterday. It's really too bad he was killed in the takedown, too bad they couldn't have gotten him with some kind of localized knockout gas, so that some crazed students could rip him to shreds or just beat the living shit out him. Torture is only valid for people who have no soul, men/women without a conscience, so cold that they would kill completely innocent people trying to get an education. If I had the capacity and someone tried doing that to my kid they would soon not appreciate taking in breaths and hope and beg for a quick death.

I read that Universal is now going after YouTube and MySpace for copyright infringement. Speaking of people with no conscience

The poster child for (user-generated media) sites are MySpace and YouTube," said Morris, according to a transcript obtained by Reuters. "We believe these new businesses are copyright infringers and owe us tens of millions of dollars.""

So those teens dancing to your shit tunes and those others pumping out blech from imbedded players are copyright infringers? I suppose ... but then that would also mean the asshole drivers of those thump thump cars should be charged with copyright infringment. They are broadcasting music without a license, sharing it with unwilling participants. I don't know of a myspace page that I've visited without quickly hitting the PAUSE button, ok, maybe a couple.

On the flipside I read that Les Paul used to set up a studio in his apartment building in a soundproof room in the basement, and then broadcast closed circuit radio Friday and Sundays for his neighbours. I love it! A time when people shared their talent and gifts with others for free. These guys were famous and without any pay, just for the joy of it, performed with other famous guests and announcers for their fellow apartment dwellers.

Oh for those days to come back again.

Posted by Oorgo at September 14, 2006 06:58 PM Permalink - Category: Things | TrackBack