THE DAILY TRAVESTY | More Lawrence Lessig
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26 May 2000            email
Vol. 1 Issue 91        on the web
 
 
                "Happiness is like a butterfly, which, when pursued, is always beyond
                    our grasp, but if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you."
                                                        --Nathaniel Hawthorne
 

 
The rest of the Lawrence Lessig speech from yesterday is available here.  It's somewhat long so we won't print the whole thing, but consider this:

"We are in the very early stages of a war.  A war between two ways of ordering the content of culture in the world.  In one way, content -- music, film, anything under the power of copyright -- is controlled by content controllers.  By distributors, record companies, Hollywood for short.  These controllers attract artists; the artists sell them their souls to work for them; these controllers control distribution, distribution feeds from them; these controllers control a vast resource of culture under the label of copyright; this content is theirs; they own it.
 
"In another way of ordering content in the world, these controllers would have much less power.  Content is distributed; it is shared and flows freely; it is produced by many, in bottom up manner; it is sold or not sold, but it is out of the control of the few.
 
"In the world before the Internet, the first model was the rule.  Hollywood was the king. (Elvis was a figurehead).  Content controllers exercised massive control over the production and distribution of culture.
 
"The Internet has threatened that world...
 
"I can't believe AOL would forget its roots; I can't believe it would turn against a culture of freedom that defined the original net.  And so I can work up a fever of fear about this latest merger [with Time Warner]."
 
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Speaking of Masturbation...
 
A high school English teacher reminds her class of tomorrow's final exam.  She tells the class there would be no excuse for not showing up, except for serious injury, illness or a death in the immediate family.  A smart-ass jock in the back of the room asks, "What about extreme
sexual exhaustion?"  The entire class bursts into laughter.  When silence is restored, the teacher smiles sympathetically and sweetly says, "Not an excuse.  Write with your other hand."
 
 
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