r.i.p., riaa, a-rod, and rates
can’t escape it anywhere: the a-rod deal even made it into the papers in london, where they couldn’t care less about baseball. of course, they had to draw parallels to football to explain it…
apparently the riaa’s super-efficient tactic to protect copyrights is to sue file-shares a few hundred at a time. um, yeah. that’ll work. because it makes sooo much more sense than, say, putting time, money and energy into producing music in a format people *want* to legally use.
it’s trying to close the gate after the horse has left the stable and it’s an archaic solution to a 21st century problem. you can’t stop the spread. so instead of trying to dig in your heels, and selectively, punitively litigate a few hundred people who are only guilty of doing the same thing *millions* of others are doing, why not get with the times and spend your resources trying to figure out how to give people what they really want. ‘coz they’re taking it anyway.
the dollar briefly hit $1.91 against £1 today. which is good for me (getting paid in pounds sterling and transferring money back home), good for the US trade deficit, good for stimulating the economy, and sucky for european tourists getting up to hit the shores of america for summer holiday. sorry ’bout that.
in personal news, my kitty hendrix has died back in nyc. wish i had a scanned picture to post, but i don’t. she was just a tiny little kitten when we got her, almost all black with giant ears. she was eleven, and used to walk “tip tip tip tip tip” across the room, rub her head on your bare feet, knead the inside of your elbow, cry like a siamese, like to watch the toilet flush, and enjoy knocking things off of shelves to watch them fall, particularly after 2 am. she will be sadly missed by myself, my ex, my friend shelley, and her brother-cat wamma.