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(CD) Pirates Take to the Ocean
rammstein_rulz writes "www.cdfreaks.com reports that asian CD pirates now produce thousands of pirated VCD's on anchored ships in international waters to avoid getting caught. Malaysian marine police have been asked to be on the lookout for pirate ships"
ARRR... hoist the jolly roger and walk the plank
Beware the fury of a patient man
- John Dryden
If they are in international waters.. what are the legal implications ? Whos Jurisdiction etc .. would they come under ?
England certainly still has the death penalty for this (along with treason and one other I cannot remember).. does this mean we are going to start seeing people hang again? ;)
Can you see that it's time for revolution? REAL revolution - the overthrow of the corporate regime that is raping and opressing the world.
Get rid of this government system that is owned by corporate billionaires.
Get rid of the top down hierachies that rule all industry and work places. Equal say for all!
people like this sound, especially the one who has cooked the great dinner. why is it associated with pirates, can anyone tell.
and where can i get my hands on those malaysian cd's.
aaar!
Arrrr... Shiver me CD burners!
Years calling them "software pirates", in some moment they will be confused enough to need to be real pirates after all.
or, as you would probably spell it, U loose
If I was trying to make money in IP violations, this is how I would do it:
1) Forge documents from media companies, ordering large batches of CDs and DVDs from established manufacturers.
2) Sell those records to wholesalers, which might or might not be aware of the scam.
3) Profit
This is the punchline to one of the funniest jokes around.
Arr!
When you can do the same thing at your desk?
Someone tell those guys not to take the term "Pirate" litterally.
"Suck Emma, suck. 'Blow' is just a figure of speech!"
If voting were effective, it would be illegal by now.
Heh, I guess pirate was correct after all.
If there is money to be made, crooks will invent new ways to make it.
Shiver me timbers, mates! Need two million copies of Brittany Spears today, or there will be no rum for you, scallywags!
Sent from your iPad.
How appropriate!
1) Forge documents from media companies, ordering large batches of CDs and DVDs from established manufacturers.
2) ????
3) Profit
I always learnt that on a ship the laws of the country the ship sails under apply. If that's true what's the problem?
-- Cheers!
I have a 45 of "Knights of the Black Forest" if anyone needs one .... ;)
Instant Karma to anyone who gets the reference
Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from a rigged demo
--Andy Finkel (J. Klass?)
...was that the page with the news article featured links right to where you could purchase the CD ROMs and RW's, plus the software to burn the CDs.
Which basically means anyone can just follow the provided links to buy all the sh-t (except the boat) that will enable them to jump right into the offshore piracy business!
--- Grow a pair, liberals... stop letting the Republicans bully you!
Is this actually illegal? I assume it is...
Generators? Somehow I don't think so.... unless they turn out a LOT of coasters!
Even when they're NOT in international waters, the so-called "legality" is just as blurred.
What's "piracy" anyway ?
If RIAA wants to charge people an arm and a leg for trying out songs, and themselves (the RIAA) are known to NOT PAYING THE ROYALTIES to the artists, who's the REAL "pirate" ?
What the so-called "CD-pirates" are doing is just this - they are doing one thing that got the MPAA, RIAA, BSA and whatever hopping mad, as mad as what the DCMA is doing to many of us.
I am NOT saying what the "CD-pirates" are doing is right, but just that, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.
Period.
Muchas Gracias, Señor Edward Snowden !
So if a bunch of guys were say, printing money and giving it out for a reduced cost, they should be allowed to get along with it inside the country instead of it being illegal? Instead of the poor sods having to hide away. Yeah, I see your point.
Police in Penang last week launched "Operation Green Ribbon" to nab peddlers of illegal CDs and VCDs and Mazlan said they had already arrested four retailers and seized over 1,000 pirated copies.
I went to Penang just recently and there were literally multi-floor malls selling professional copies of Oracle for $20, dvds for $2-5 (based upon quality), Adobe products, MS products, etc. It was so vast it was staggering. One guy took a duffel bag overflowing with dvds/software back with us.
Basically what I'm getting at is if they've only found 1000 pirated copies, then they are either totally inept or not trying very hard.
Maybe you think that a song can be "owned" like a fork or a towel? I am certainly not stealing when I sing in the shower, no matter how close my voice sounds to Mariah Carey's (I'm a Unix-loving eunuch). To even compare counterfeiting with the reproduction of music says a lot more about what kind of things you consider naturally right.
A pirate I was meant to beeee Trim the sails and roam the C... D...
Well it's time to get out the guns and cutlasses and ....., no, realy I think that if as much effort was put into fixing the problem then there would be no problem. WELL MISter CHRIStian off the 'foresail, clear the poop deck, and make way for proffits.
Cut! Slash! Hack!
This is an example of an unreasoned, apocalyptic extremism that plays into the hands of the forces the poster so adamantly attacks.
Playing word games with "piracy" is pointless. Producing unauthorized duplicates of commercial products is known as counterfeiting. Most countries have laws prohibiting the creation and distribution of counterfeit goods. It's as illegal to market a counterfeit CD of the current flavor-of-the-week pop band as it is to sell fake Rolex watches.
By glibly saying "the enemy of my enemy is my friend", all you've done is made more enemies: You have aligned yourself with counterfeiters, a tactic unlikely to draw support from the mainstream public.
The enemies of your new friend are now your enemies.
-- Slashdot: When Public Access TV Says "No"
"No, pirates used to board ships and (without any violence) make copies of any original manuscripts they found aboard, then sail off with their booty to the nearest printing press to sell copies in every port. The sea-bound authors, realizing they wouldn't have exclusive access to their works any more, would then kill themselves. Pirates killing people is a just a myth"
Found it in my quotes file, accidentally lost the poster name. Sorry.
This is just one way to try to circumvent 'authorities' from interfering with piracy. There are undoubtedly many, many more, most have probably not been thought of yet, due to the lack of necessity. But, doesn't it seem that the the groups that are making such a big deal about piracy are spreading themselves too thin? The fact that they are chasing down individual users (see RAII v. Verizon) along with the big-time pirates just means that they cannot really concentrate on either. It seems to me that trying to stop the individual user and the pirate only means they will fail (in general) at doing either. (Of course, going after the individual user is most likely a scare tactic to stop the faint of heart users from copying.)
If it's not one thing, it's Steve's Mother
a slight geographical inconvenience [prohibits the USA from joining the EU]
Even if all EU members must claim territory that geographically belongs to Europe, then why not "admit" the USA to the EU in much the same manner as Russia has been "admitted" to NATO?
Will I retire or break 10K?
with some lame "Arrrr, mateys. Ye shall be giving us your booty of blank CD-Rs."
Be original, or be different. It doesn't matter.
No boom today. Boom tomorrow. There's always a boom tomorrow. - Cmdr. Susan Ivanova
Just another stake in the heart of "the architecture of control". I'm not about to support this sort of thing either in principle or through buying pirated CDs, but it does demonstrate the weakness of the RIAA position. If you treat your customers with respect, they won't disapoint you. Let those who won't pay even what it is worth to them worry about their own karma.
I believe that a vessel in internation waters is subject to the laws of its flag country -- the country in which the vessel is registered.
Then register pirate ships in Freedonia, whose flag (called "Jolly Roger") is a white skull and crossbones on a black field.
Will I retire or break 10K?
We got fifteen discs on a dead exec's chest..
:(
Yo ho ho and a bottle o' cap'n.
Arr, ye scaliwags. Be handin' over yer wenches and yer discs, or we'll be sendin ye to Laaaaars Ulrich's locker.
Hilary Rosen?
Arrr. Ye can keep harrrr. We said wenches!
Now I have another excuse to talk like a pirate. Bless you, you ingenious content thieves, bless you.
But damn the media. Now I won't be able to release Pirate Linux without people being afraid to use it.
And I was going to make everything display in pirate speech.
"Shiver me timbers! Yarr kernel has been keel hauled!"
It went way, way, way, over the boys heads here.
Hilary Rosen declared today that the RIAA would be offering letters of marque to aid in the hunting down and destruction of the Content Pirates of the South Pacific.
When interviewed, Rosen stated, "We will not stand for this! The Crown will pay a thousand marks to any who bring in the heads of these scourges of the entertainment industry!"
Several daring captains of the IT industry have joined forces with the RIAA, becoming privateers. However, not all recording artists agree with the actions of the RIAA.
"I was there for the announcement. This one guy, he came up to me and said, "Arr, don't be worrying matey, I'll be sinkin' those music pirates! And then he pulled a flintlock on me and stole my watch!", said Lars Ulrich.
The pirates in question could not be reached for comment.
Sounds like fun. I sure wouldnt mind steaking out on a pirate boat off of malaysia burning pr0n, catching a tan between cd's.. And im sure they have their share of rum & ..jezabels ;)
The word "piracy" has returned to its roots...
It all makes sense.
Taking piracy to the ocean can only strengthen the Malaysian pirate ring, the largest movie piracy ring IN THE WORLD as it will give them easier escape routes as well as quicker access to other countries where they export their pirated VCDs to.
Wanna know why rampant piracy still exists in Malaysia despite the frequent mass raids that happen in that country? Because although the Malaysian government wants (whether sincerely or just for show) to combat piracy, the people that are under them do not. Why? Because the bribes those pirates give are their source of income.
The bottomline here is POVERTY.
While people are forced to find ways to feed themselves because of poverty, may it be legal or illegal, piracy, like many other crimes, cannot be stopped.
Take off every 'sig'!
All your 'sig' are belong to us!
is that any interested story about malaysia other than piracy? such as.. "Alex Yoong running wide during entering pit stop"
-- Hasbullah bin Pit (sebol)
I'm no lawyer but, my understanding is that the copying is not what's illegal; it's the selling that's illegal.
I'm a big pirate and I like to steal.
Ah ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha!
Go speed racer.
They aren't pirates until they get Eye-Patches and Peg-Legs. Though, I would buy an Eye-Patch just for fun.
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I'll
The UK has the death penalty for treason, arson in a naval dockyard (holdover from when ships were made of wood) and, I think, sheep rustling.
I'm pretty sure that France still has the death penalty for treason, too.
And then the incentive to make music would be........... what exactly?
The RIAA and the MPAA believe they have found a way to stop the pirates in their tracks. In a recent study they discovered that most people who pirate music and movies have legs. Therefore legs must be the reason these crimes occur. The right to bear arms is guaranteed by the Constitution, but they have found nothing protecting these people from having their legs taken away. So in this post 9-11, post Columbine world, they must take away everyone's legs or the terrorists will have won, and then who will protect the children. (This is supposed to be a joke, but you never know about the RIAA.)
"I can't drive 55. It only goes 38."
Slashdot did a story on them before. I know there has been talk of doing this before, so who is actually to stop them if the, er... offer is large enough?
Be on the lookout for the ArrrrrIAA.
Budum *crash*
The Right Reverend K. Reid Wightman,
Well, I live here, and since last thursday our time all the vcd (video) shops have been closed tight.
As well, the street vendors are not at their usuall places.
The computer cd shops have been open though..which is weird.
This is typical here, every so often the shops close, they do a raid, the shops open.
To locate Pirate Ships:
First, have have police watch reruns of
"Treasure Island", to get the general idea of who, what they are looking for.
Then, turn them loose, and on the way out, holler:
"Remember, it's the ships with the "Jolly Roger" flag!".
They may not catch any CD pirates this way, but the Oceans will be a LOT safer for the rest of us if they actually come across and catch any REAL pirates!
Rapidweather's Linux Screenshots.
Today, as Chief of RIAA Weapons, I stand before you to present the latest tool in our fight against piracy. Better even than the kazaa spiders and the DRM encoded speaker wire. With a potential far greater than the prototype CD-embedded surveillance camera.
I give you... RIAAquaSub.
With 10 surplus MK.48 torpedos, 150 day sea endurance and tuned killer Bose sound system linked to an Apple iPod patch system - er... Lets concentrate on the MK.48s....
Cake or Death? Cake Please!
It made a lot more sense back in the 1950's and 60's when Norweigian oil platforms in the North Sea installed some truly overpowered AM rigs and broadcasted music the BBC wouldn't play into the UK. (Paid for by the record companies who wanted the advertising.) Then, they were doing something that was legal in Norway, but not in the UK, and benefitted from being close to the UK, so a Norweigian maritime installation made perfect sense.
Here, the pirates are doing something that doesn't benefit from being done at sea, so why bother?
Q: What do pirates use to copy movies?
A: CD-Arrrr
*ahem*
I like my women like my coffee... pale and bitter.
Do you have an agent?
Unfortunately - forget it for awhile. US goverment questioned: "What International Crime Court? There is no such thing if US soldgers do not have any immunity from it.". And then claimed: "I am the international law!". And actually proved it: "I was the International law for Afganistan. I am the International law for Iraq. I will be the International law for all evil nations."
Unfortunately, that won't work. It did not work in Afganistan - the production of heroin and opium has been trippled compared to what it was with taliban. I doubt it will work with Iraq and Saudi. Bad example creates another bad example. Malasyan govt ecentually will give up. As Latin America govts gave up against narko-business. Why should they respect international laws if US does not?
Fortunately, it won't last forever. Switching the attention of american people from economy problems to the war cannot last forever and creates even stronger internal economy problems. Sooner or later USA will be back in 1929 and the history will repeat itself. I hope, after all USA will have some internal law forcing their goverment to respect international laws. And actually improve it - if US disagree with UN they should suggest how to reform UN, instead of boykoting it (as it was before) or ignoring (as it is now).
And only after that the war against CD pirates will bring any positive results.
Less is more !
What do you mean by "These people just don't realize that their personal gain in purchasing and selling cheap software may be good for them in the short run, but disasterous to their nation in the long run"
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It's not that stupid.
Maybe you don't realize it but this sort of thing worked for the USA, it worked for Switzerland and I'm sure it worked for many other countries.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/sci/tech/2002379.stm
http://www.guardian.co.uk/comment/story/0,3604,
Open your eyes dude. The only reason it'll be bad in the long run is if the USA takes hypocritical, harsh and unfair action to stop others from doing precisely what it did for its own benefit in the past. Trade barriers etc etc.
Try to see it from this point of view just for a moment.
Oh well..
CD-RRRRRRR
Creating your own country can be pretty easy. All you need is an object on which to stay, and a place in international waters. So you go to Shell/BP/Exxon and ask them if you can buy an old oil rig. Then you can park it ANYWHERE in international waters. And then you can start your own country. Since you can make the laws, you can make it illegal to use legal copies of MS software. You might need an army too, incase someone tries to invade your country.
Why not a real Country?
... voila!
Say, perhaps, the "Country" of Sealand?
Now, here you might have something! You get the 3 guys (or whatever) to agree to register with the International Registry, and
Heck, they practically are a ship to begin with!
But this raises more questions... What if you have a permanently anchored "dock" at sea? Something that floats, with pools, solar water purifiers, etc, and market it as a "vacation resort"?
Make it big, and kinda sprawling, and make it float. What then? Cruise ships today routinely take passengers numbering thousands, already many more people than something like Sealand.
At what point can a manmade structure become a nation?
I have no problem with your religion until you decide it's reason to deprive others of the truth.
I wonder if any of the ships have "HMS Bounty" painted on them?
We're going to make information free Mr. Anderson, whether you like it, or not.
What's the legality if the copies are given away or sold as copies?
Rocky J. Squirrel
Fun? Entertainment? Getting your message out? Self expression? Some how I doubt musicians started out with the idea that they were going to turn into multi million dollar stars. There are plenty of local and independent groups all across the country that perform in night clubs and bars. They do street performances, give lessons etc etc etc. They do not make millions from selling CDs, yet for some reason, they keep making music.
T Money
World Domination with a plastic spoon since 1984
There should NOT be very much international law. We already have too much. The fact that Bush wants everyone else to follow it, but doesn't want the US to be accountable to it is only an illustration of the very problem with international law. Every country has different values and societies.
It is too hard to enforce, first of all. Second of all, it imposes the values of (mainly) the West on every country in the world.
If Afganistan wants to make heroin and opium until the cows come home, let them.
If Malasyans want to copy CDs and burn them, let them.
Creating international "bully forces" to impose Western values on other countries isn't going to do anything but cause more people worldwide to become "terrorists" who are out to "kill the West."
International law should be stripped down to cover war crimes like genocide. It shouldn't have any place outside the of things like that.
"You spoony bard!" -Tellah
We're just following the well trodden path to success, see:
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;).
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/sci/tech/2002379.stm
http://www.guardian.co.uk/comment/story/0,3604,6
(Delete the space inserted by Slashdot).
Malaysia isn't that poor (Indonesia maybe). People aren't starving in the streets. You can always get food, many people will give you free food or for a nominal task, and food is cheap. A 400gm loaf of bread is about USD0.45. For twice that you can have a vegetarian _all_you_can_eat_ meal. If you are starving it's probably because for some reason you can't ask, beg, find food for yourself. Just collect shopping trolleys for a supermarket for a few bucks or something.
The climate isn't that harsh either, no winter to kill you off.
So I'd rather be down and out in Kuala Lumpur than in New York city, or Singapore.
In Kuala Lumpur you can probably built a little shack for shelter, open a stall, sell stuff/food etc and get away with it. If your food is good the enforcement officers will probably buy from your stall too
In Singapore, the Gov is so efficient your shack will probably be demolished by evening, and you'd have problems selling stuff without a license.
New York city - good luck avoiding your last winter dude.
Their business? I hate to break it to you, sparky, but just about every musician/singer/actor on Earth has to eat, you know. Do you think the guys on the S.S. Adaptec are sending a nickel to the artists involved?
Remove the big money from the entertainment business, and you'll remove the artists soon after. ("See the Rolling Stones at the Astrodome this weekend - or go to McDonald's where they're working the counter for rent money & see them"). The big money goes, fame follows it, and the sex & drugs immediately afterwards. You take all of that out of the Entertainment industry, and what've you got? Pretty much my job.
Pirates in space?
If the price of CD's -- or any other product -- drops to zero, people will stop making CD's.
The music business is just that, a business whose purpose is to sell music. If the price of music drops below the cost of music production and distribution, the business will vanish.
Poof, no more CD's to buy or "share".
-- Slashdot: When Public Access TV Says "No"
"Heave to me hearties an' I'll regale ye with a tale o' sweet trade in the South Seas. But ye be revealing these secrets to some scurvy dog, like a landlubbin' lawyer from the MPAA or RIAA, and you'll have a taste of the cat, if'n I don't have the black spot put on ya, for dead men tell no tales.
Look smartly there! Seems t'were some marooners what were doin' some interlopin' on the fair shores of Malaysia. But the guv'nor's soldiers was strong on the discipline. In a fortnight, many o' these buccaneers were clapped in irons and meetin' rope's end. Now the rest o' their mates t'weren't no squiffies or sprogs. They could use their deadlights. So, seein' as they didn't want to dance with Mr. Jack Ketch, they came about handsomely, took up with a sea artist and went on the account.
Now these corsairs made full sail 'til they be several leagues to sea, in international waters, where Jack Valenti's letters o' reprisal aren't nothing but bilgewater. There all hands turn to, copying chanteys, with no quarter given for DRM. Blimey if this doesn't have the gov'nor's soldiers bilged on their own anchor. Already the soldiers be tryin' to bring in the ol' Guarda Coasta, but they'll have no luck, says I.
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The government has a defect: it's potentially democratic. Corporations have no defect: they're pure tyrannies. -Chomsky
One thing I've always wondered about is the use of region encoding, but on a much smaller scale. You mention how you're willing to pay $20 for a DVD, because you can't be bothered to spend the time ripping it - but what about someone who only makes $5 an hour? Is it worth THEIR time?
I have rather well-off friends financially who don't even blink an eye at plopping down $500-$1000 a month for PC software, whereas with my student status, that's more than I make most months. So, I resort to what most students do, and still use the software.
Now, we all know one of the big uses for region encoding is so that content producers can effectively price-fix their products: they know they'll still make a profit selling a CD for $5 in say, Malaysia, but not any more than $5 because the average Malaysian makes 1/4 of what the average American does (all hypothetically speaking).
With a very large wage gap between the rich and poor in the US, it almost makes me wonder: CDs for $5 (still making a profit, remember)would sell boatloads to poorer families who normally would just download them. HOWEVER, the richer folk among us would buy the CD, even if it was priced at $50.
Now the only thing left to do is have the **AA buy some legislation that allows it to check your financial status, and price your goods accordingly. "Look, we've nearly eliminated those evil pirates, AND we're being nice to the little guy!"
Wow, I think I just scared myself.
Endless arguments over trivial contradictions in books written by ignorant savages to explain thunder in the dark.
You have to be careful, though, or Dennis Hopper and his Smokers will start raiding.
What you suggest is just plain silly, until there is an actual effort by the governments of those countries to curb piracy, or there is a social stigma attached to buying conterfiet software it doesn't matter how cheaply the companies price thier products!
Imagine I open a store there and price the software more 'reasonably' at 28 ringgit ("Word now at 92% off!!") do you think thee is any chance someone will buy it when they cna get the same product for 7 and not feel badly about it? Not to mention the fact that if this ever happened people would just buy thier software and have it shipped from overseas where is is priced at the 'locally affordable value'.
2 Problems i see:
1 - While being out in international waters negates the issues with copyrights, ( until they try to distribute the copies that is.. ) it also negates various laws that *protect* them.. such as not being hijacked when discovered.. hope they got big guns and a fast ship..
2- speaking of fast ships.. is a boat stable enough to do copying?
---- Booth was a patriot ----
So what format are they burning onto - CD, ARRRR?
god i'm so funny it hurts.
I suppose if you lived in the 60's you'd say "I don't care about your principles and arguments--the law is clear: Niggers go in the back of the bus!"
You have to be careful, though, or Dennis Hopper and his Smokers will start raiding.
In that case, just send Bob Hoskins and John Leguizamo after them. Or send in Diddy Kong; he's dealt with pirates before.
Will I retire or break 10K?
So what do these guys do with those huge chests of burned cds? Bury them and make a map?
How long is it going to be now for RIAA to ask for legislative permission to use torpedoes and their own naval forces to take care of the 'pirate problem'? After all, if they can hack into your systems with full legal protection to go after the small fry traders, then shouldn't they have just as much power to go after the bigger violators? How long until we have a real RIAA Capt Nemo in a sub with anti-society crew members on a quest against the pirates of the world?
Cave, wreck, and deep diver.
If they have pirate ships, we can have privateers, and sink them.
Well, obviously if they were selling MS Office in Malaysia for 7 ringgit, it would soon be selling for that here in the states.
So in effect you're saying that a software company that has completely covered it's development costs with original retail sales of some software, and now makes the current versions for $0.47 should be selling that software for only a 1000% profit instead of 1 million%?
What are smoking? That's crazy talk! How are they supposed to feed their children??!?!?
-Styopa
Ah, back to the good ol' days of pirating. Well, good new days? Who knows, all I know is that it'll be interesting to see walk the plank for poor quality, or stealing the captian's mead.
At what point can a manmade structure become a nation?
At what point is a nation not a manmade structure?
I've *heard* that the word pirate in reference to software pirates comes from when ye olde kiddies decided to steal airwaves with "pirate" radio stations. (Back when the BBC started up, i think) They would set up their stations just offshore of Britain with all their equipment, and because they were not on British soil they couldn't be legally touched.
I apologise if, however, this is complete tosh.
It's the distributing of CD's whether it's free or not that is illegal! That's how it is in the U.S. at least. The manufacturers of CD's may put in stuff to prevent copying but it's not illegal for backup purposes.
Hmmm... Pie...
Holy L. Ron! The pirates have taken a page from the Pope of Fugitives. Elron, founder of Scien*gy, spent, what, ten years at sea in a converted freighter (correct me here), for the sole purpose of not getting arrested on numerous warrants.
I think I can see, like legal sheet lightning on the horizon, the copyright industry gearing up to remove the protection of international waters.
Which is doubly amusing, since the Church of Scien*ology was one of the first instigators of digital copyright law change. Back in '91, I recall, they first tore after anon.penet.fi for relaying their "copyrighted" Xenu tracts. And in '95, when they were confiscating PC's for having "illegal" copies. And certainly when they helped out with the DMCA legislation.
I just think it's funny, in a sad way. Round the circle we go. Now the copyright kings in RIAA et al. will set out after international water neutrality, seeking to to remove the protections that once saved the founder of one of the most litigious copyright abusing organizations.
If the protection of the high seas is removed, as I posit, then there will be no place left to get away from the U.S.'s interpretation of intellectual property. No Switzerlands of the mind.
Imagine a Beowulf Cluster of those!
Sorry. I couldn't control myself.
Viv
Gmail invites for ip
Coast guard ship: We found some pirates, what should we do? CG HQ: Who did they attack? CG S: The MPAA. CG HQ: We can't find that ship in the database...
mp3: l33t term for empty.
At what point is a nation not a manmade structure?
A nation, in the final analysis, remains a nation when it fends off attack by challengers to its status. Sadly.
It is similar to my personal definition of intelligent life: a lifeform that shoots back at humans -- and wins. Whales would be considered ILF's if they fired frickin' lasers at the whalers.
Nations that want to remain nations, even if they are floating platforms in the ocean or spinning city-states in solar orbit, must have legal, economic, or martial ability to defend and counterattack.
Sealand exists because it isn't worth anyone's time to remove them. And a nation that simply removes Sealand will face really bad PR if they don't fabricate some excuse first: select 1) for pedophiles 2) for terrorists 3) for Drugs.
If Sealand gets private support, as offshore tax havens do, it will continue to exist, bar provocation. The pirates, however, will be sunk. No one is looking, and no one cares.
It is so sad that people pirate the
.because their profits
awesome product of Hollywood and
the money-monger culture.
I quess the next time a rich music/film
company whore monger goes to Mallasia they
will only be able to buy two little girls for
sex instead of three. .
have been so cut into.
Don't y'all know to be a pirate, ye need a pirate name?
and when was Russia admitted to NATO
Russia was never fully admitted to NATO. That's why I put "admitted" in scare-quotes. I was talking about the NATO-Russia Council.
Will I retire or break 10K?
Wouldn't it be hilarious if said IP pirates have some not-so-pleasant run-ins with actual pirates, who are quite prevalent in those waters.
See how many times you can spot the joke about CD-Arrrrr's in this discussion.
I once shot a man who posted too many, "Imagine a beowulf cluster of these"
I don't see why they should bother. They've probably considered that and decided they'll make more money selling it to businesses at 1500 ringgit than selling it to everyone at 50 ringgit... then let the pirates do their work to maintain market share.
Software companies are out to make money, not make sure everyone can use their product.
Ye ne'er been hearing of Captain Chan? He be having a spindle for his left hand!
with regards to my statement, unless you've been to Malaysia and been able to buy Windows XP pro for USD $2.50 and Office XP for another USD$2.50, you cannot believe the bargain you just got yourself. The average wage in Malaysia is approximately USD500 ~ USD1000 (approx RM2000 ~ RM4000). The approximate price for a PC is RM2000 (decent set-up). Who can afford an operating software that is unreliable and costs upwards of 25% to 40% of the PC's price? and that would just be the OS. Plus, some of us happen to do some form of work on the computer and the original copy of windows office is another RM300. Let's not talk about those rich enough to afford original software. It's all about dollars and cents. It's all about economics. If I save some money on software, that money saved (which is a heck of a lot!) could be used elsewhere. The premise here is that, "I've earned my money, I'll spend my money any way I like". I cannot understand why recording companies and softare developers charge so much for CDs. Their profit margin is huge. would i really mind if Robby Williams gets less than his 80 million quid? or if Bill Gates becomes the 4th richest man in the world? As for enforcement in Malaysia..... bugger that. I rather they spent their energies on more important stuff like violent crime and pickpockets (how ironic?!) instead of devoting their efforts to appease the Seattle bigwigs. Piracy is competition Microsoft and the Music industry never had. Finito.
When I lived in Taiwan in '98 this was already pretty common knowledge -- these ships aren't operated by garden variety pirates, but criminal mafias (mostly Chinese) that have their hands in anything that can make them money.
US software firms are being too greedy considering the average income of many of these countries.. Sure there's a rich elite that can afford anything (& more) than we buy in the US, but these companies watched the market for these product build.
I worked in a local Taiwanese distributor, and when they're selling the pirated version for $4-5 US, you don't have a chance of selling many $35-40 games. Sell them for $10-$15 and people would have had the pride of owning a legitimate copy push them over the edge.. Of course, we could never convince Global companies to go for that.
My opinion: The media companies created this. They won't be able to sell the full priced versions anyway. Sell merchandise and live with it!
Qui Gon stood on the roof, looking out at Coruscant. He would have preferred the stars, but the city lights made that impossible. For the first time since accepting Tevis as his apprentice, the two were separated. Qui Gon was finding that the younger man's absence interfered with his concentration and drained his energy. He missed him desperately. Without Tevis's familiar presence in his mind, Qui Gon felt empty, bereft.
"Miss him you do."
Qui Gon acknowledged his new companion without turning around. "Good evening, Master Yoda."
Yoda walked to the edge of the roof then levitated himself onto the wall which ran along it. Gazing out at the city, he observed, "Difficult it is for Master and Apprentice to be parted. Especially difficult for you it is, hmmm."
Qui Gon felt no need to reply. The other Master knew the truth of his own words.
"If this hard for you, how must it be for him?"
"Tevis is strong." Qui Gon replied, not liking the direction in which he knew the conversation was going.
"Yes, but strong enough to survive without you, he may not be." Yoda turned and looked at Qui Gon. "Jeopardize his training you have. Clouded his future has become."
Qui Gon shook his head. "You worry too much about the future. It is the present which shapes the future, not the other way around. Focus upon this moment and the future will take care of itself." He was quite possibly the only living Jedi who had ever spoken to Yoda in such a fashion. The others revered him. Revered him too much in Qui Gon's opinion. Yoda was wise, but he was not omniscient.
"Ignore the warnings of the force you do, then." This was an old argument between them, and Yoda dutifully spoke his lines.
"No. I do not ignore them. I choose to focus on the feelings and intuitions I experience in the present. I do not choose to let myself be haunted by shadows of what may be."
"Focusing on the moment were you? Hmmm. When took Tevis to your bed, you did?"
Startled by the bluntness of his language, Qui Gon looked down at Yoda. "Do you really think so little of my judgment, Master Yoda? Do you believe I would knowingly harm Tevis, or place my desires before his well being?"
"Knowingly or not, endanger him you have."
"I disagree. My death will be hard for him, but he will survive it." Qui Gon gave his former master a hard look. "When that time comes he will need to draw upon all he has learned." His voice one of calm certainty, he continued, "Including what he learned in my arms." Not waiting for a response, he added, "Would it have been better to leave the feelings between us unacknowledged and unacted upon, leaving him to doubt both himself and me?"
Yoda shook his head. "Hope you are right I do. But fear what may become of him I do."
"Set your fear aside Master. Fear leads to anger; anger leads to hate; and hate leads to suffering."
Yoda glared at him. "Very amusing, Master Qui Gon. Your apprentice's impertinence I sense."
Qui Gon grinned, "He has been a good influence."
"Hmmmph." Yoda lowered himself back to the roof and walked toward the door. As he reached it, Qui Gon spoke, "Master, take care of him. Help him when I cannot."
Yoda looked back at the tall Jedi. This admission of his own fear had cost him. "I will, Qui Gon, I will." With that he left Qui Gon to his loneliness.
Tevis was antsy. There was no other word for it. He was unable to focus on the conversation around him. His entire being was tensed in anticipation of the moment when they would come out of hyperspace and he would once again feel his master's presence in his mind. He longed for Qui Gon's presence, and his flesh.
The separation of the last few days had been more difficult than he had anticipated. In addition to the absence of his master, Tevis had had to cope with the unwanted advances of his peers. His former bedmates wondered at his behavior of the last few weeks. While on Coruscant he had been able to find excuses, but that had been much harder to do when it was just six of them on Camaasi. Two of the group were former lovers and both, individually, had sought to resume their previous relationship with Tevis. After both were rebuffed, along with another of their group, speculation had ensued about his unexpected celibacy. His fellow apprentices had reached the obvious conclusion, that someone had captured Tevis's heart. It had not taken them long to deduce who that someone was.
Tevis had chosen not to respond to their teasing speculation. He would not lie. Nor would he openly admit his relationship with his master. For Tevis feared exposure, feared what the Council would do should they learn of it. He did not want to be parted from Qui Gon and that seemed to him a very real possibility, should the Council find out. Qui Gon did not share his fear, but his own natural reserve had dovetailed with Tevis's fear of discovery. Without a word ever passing between them on the subject, they had agreed to be discreet. Tevis could only hope that upon their return to Coruscant his peers would find something, someone new to gossip about.
Checking his time sense, Tevis rejoiced to discover that in only three minutes they would be out of hyperspace. Three minutes and Qui Gon's presence would once again fill his mind, completing him. Three minutes. He panicked, remembering the surprise he had purchased for his master. It wouldn't be much of a surprise if he did not get some shields around his knowledge of it. Hastily, he separated his thoughts on the subject from the rest of his mind and put a shield around them. Qui Gon could easily break the shield, but he would not. He had always respected any desire on his Padawan's part to shield a part of his mind. Privacy was even more important, now that there were so few barriers between them. No one should have to share all of his thoughts, all of the time.
Joy flowed through Tevis. Delight danced along every nerve in his body, in every corner of his mind. They had come out of hyperspace. He was home. He was with Qui Gon.
Welcome home, my Padawan
Tevis fought the urge to laugh aloud. Master, he acknowledged Qui Gon. Then conversation ended as they explored each other's mind, drinking in the presence that had been so sorely missed.
After many minutes, Qui Gon spoke again. I have a surprise for you.
Really, Tevis asked with delighted anticipation.
Yes,Tevis could sense his master's amusement. I didn't cook.
Tevis laughed aloud. The others turned to look at him, puzzled. His laughter quickly ceased. "Sorry" he apologized, embarrassed. "Master Qui Gon said something amusing."
That just caused them to stare harder.
"You've spoken with him already?" The young woman to his right asked.
"Yes," Tevis replied, sheepishly. The speculation would certainly not end now. Damn. "Master Qui Gon had something he needed to tell me. It was urgent."
"And funny," the other apprentice observed dryly.
Tevis decided it would be best not to attempt further explanation.
At last their ship landed. Grabbing the knapsack which held his few belongings and Qui Gon's surprise, he headed for the door . 'I hope he likes it,' Tevis thought as he stepped onto the ramp. His breath caught in his chest. Qui Gon was there waiting for him. His master had not mentioned meeting the transport. It took all of his control to keep from running down the ramp and into his master's arms. Instead, Tevis allowed himself a slight increase in pace, and in moments he was standing before his master, gazing up into those blue eyes.
The two men looked at each other. Oblivious to what was occurring around them, they were utterly unaware of the attention their meeting was drawing. Tevis's travel companions stared at the two men. The air about them was filled with the force, which was flowing between and around them in a manner which was palpable to the other Jedi.
After several minutes of simply looking at his Padawan, savoring his presence, Qui Gon reiterated his earlier greeting. "Welcome home, Tevis."
Tevis smiled at his master, his eyes not leaving that beloved face. "Thank you, Master. I am happy to be home."
Turning, the two men began the walk back to Qui Gon's quarters. "How was the trip?"
"Educational," was the brief reply.
"Good," Qui Gon chuckled softly, draping an arm around his apprentice's shoulders.
The moment the door closed behind them, Qui Gon had Tevis in his arms, kissing him with a passion that bordered on desperation. All of the control he had shown during the walk to his quarters was gone.
"Qui Gon," Tevis moaned, pulling the other man closer, seeking to find a way to crawl inside him.
In response Qui Gon tightened his arms around Tevis, I missed you. I missed you desperately.
I love you, Qui Gon. I love you.
Qui Gon growled low in his throat, raining passionate bites and kisses on the younger man's face and neck. Lifting Tevis in his arms he headed toward the bed chamber.
Within moments they were both naked. Hands and mouths moved unceasingly. Without warning, Qui Gon grabbed Tevis's wrists and held them above his head. His voice thick with lust, he whispered, "I want to look at you."
Tevis held still, watching his master as his master's eyes roved over him. The look on his master's face made his heart want to burst. It was a look full of intense longing, edged with deep tenderness. Tevis had never before felt so loved, so valued. Qui Gon's eyes returned to his face, "You are so damn beautiful, my Padawan." He said, releasing Tevis's wrists. "I dreamt of you every night. Remembering how you look, spread out like this, naked, in my arms, flushed with desire."
Unable to think of a response, Tevis sat up and touched his master's face. It was all there, in that touch. His intense love for Qui Gon, his need for him. Qui Gon caught the hand in his large one and kissed it. 'Gods, I missed those hands,' Tevis thought.
The edges of Qui Gon's mouth turned up and Tevis knew his thoughts had been sensed by the older man. Did you? Qui Gon asked, kissing the inside of Tevis's wrist. And what precisely did you miss them doing?
Opening his mind to Qui Gon, Tevis sent him images. Qui Gon's hands on him, touching his face, his chest, squeezing his nipples, stroking his cock, holding his hips as Qui Gon thrust into him.
Qui Gon groaned and pulled Tevis fully against him, kissing him. I think I can arrange that. He lowered the younger man back to the bed, his lips still glued to Tevis's. Lying next to him, Qui Gon deepened the kiss, his tongue moving into Tevis's mouth. His right hand roamed over Tevis, up his side, across his chest, down to his abdomen, and back up again, fingers moving around his apprentice's hardening nipple.
Tevis gasped into his master's mouth. Tangling his hands in Qui Gon's hair, Tevis returned his master's kiss. He drew the other man's tongue into his mouth, sucked it, then released it, replacing it with his lower lip.
Qui Gon's hand moved to Tevis's other nipple. He stroked softly, it hardened under his fingertips, sending a burst of electric pleasure up into his fingers. Pulling his mouth from Tevis's he moved downward. Trailing kisses down Tevis's chest he moved toward his destination-- his apprentice's straining cock.
As Qui Gon's mouth closed over his cock, Tevis had to bite his lip to keep from screaming. A few minutes of his master's skillful ministrations and he was near coming. But he wasn't ready, not yet. He pulled Qui Gon's head upward, sensing his master's reluctance to release his prize. Qui Gon raised his head and Tevis dove for him. Kissing him with fierce abandon, Tevis urged Qui Gon onto his back. He lay atop his master, alternating between kissing his lips and nuzzling his neck.
Qui Gon clung to his apprentice, his arms and legs wrapped around him. Tevis filled his senses, his scent, the warmth of his skin, the firm young flesh pressed into his, the skillful mouth playing across him. Nothing compared to this, to having his beloved in his arms, in his mind. He wanted to be inside Tevis, to feel surrounded by him, lost in him.
Straddling his master's hips Tevis reached for the oil kept atop the headboard. He slowly oiled his master's cock. Loving the feel of that firm flesh in his hands, he stroked slowly up the underside of his master's cock with an oiled palm. Then down the other side with the other hand. Taking it between his palms, deliberately not encircling it with his fingers, Tevis stroked up and down. Qui Gon's feelings flowed to him. The sensations shooting through his master came to Tevis so clearly that they were almost his own. Qui Gon's need to be inside him had become nearly unbearable.
Tevis moved over his master's cock, placing it at the entrance to his anus. He relaxed fully, letting himself slide down onto it. He gave himself over to the now familiar sensation of Qui Gon inside him, Qui Gon filling him. He looked down at his master, eyes lovingly tracing the familiar face. He started to move slowly, but it was not enough. All of the lust and longing which had built up during their separation poured through him, and Tevis began to move rapidly, demandingly.
Qui Gon's powerful hands grasped his hips and held him still. Tevis cried out in frustration. Qui Gon began moving him slowly, seeking the place they both knew was there, the place that would bring them both a profound ecstasy. There. Qui Gon felt it and moved very slowly. In that instant, they came, mind and bodies linked.
Still shuddering Tevis collapsed onto his master's chest, grateful for the strength in those encircling arms. Part of him wanted to say what he was feeling, to pour it out in a rush. But he knew there was really no need. Qui Gon knew. He always knew.
Qui Gon kissed the top his head. "There is something to be said for restraint, my young Padawan," he said softly.
Tevis looked up at him. Brushing his master's lips briefly with his own, he replied, "Yes, Master." Then he returned his head to the crook of Qui Gon's shoulder, where it fit so perfectly.
Tevis woke. He was nestled against Qui Gon's back, his arm around his master's chest. He allowed himself to savor the luxury of waking up next to his master. He had missed this.
Then he remembered the surprise he had purchased on his trip. He rose carefully and went to the other room to retrieve his knapsack. He quickly returned to the bed chamber. Placing the object where Qui Gon would not see it, he slid back into his master's bed.
Softly, the contact so light it was almost not there, he kissed the back of Qui Gon's neck, stroking his hair. He sensed his master stirring and moved his lips to the side of his neck. He nibbled gently, then nipped at an ear lobe. Qui Gon's awareness of his surroundings increased, and he came fully awake as Tevis's tongue slid into his ear.
Qui Gon started to turn over, seeking to take Tevis into his arms. Tevis placed a hand on his shoulder and moved him gently back onto his side. "If you move or speak master I will stop. You do not want that do you?" Tevis asked, his voice quiet, his tone firm.
"No."
"Good. Now don't speak again." With that Tevis returned his full attention to his master's ear. He nipped softly along the edge of it. Then ran his tongue along it. Qui Gon closed his eyes, savoring the sensation.
Tevis resumed caressing Qui Gon's neck. He traced the side of it, from just under the ear to the nape, with his fingers. It was one of those there/almost not there touches. He knew Qui Gon found touches like that maddening. He intended to use alot of them.
He followed his fingers with his lips. He began with light brushes of his lips, then traced the same path again. The caress a little firmer this time. He did it again, still firmer. Qui Gon was practically squirming. "Keep still or I stop," he reminded his master. Qui Gon stilled. He took a little bit of skin from an especially sensitive part of Qui Gon's neck into his mouth and sucked gently, increasing the strength of his sucking slowly.
At the same time he moved his hand over Qui Gon's side stroking along his ribs. When he reached his hips, Tevis moved the hand over Qui Gon's hip, avoiding the cock that leaped in anticipation of his touch. The hand snaked up Qui Gon's front across his abdomen and chest, brushing lightly against hardened nipples. He felt Qui Gon suppress a moan. 'Good,' he smiled to himself. It was a heady feeling, having free reign of his master's body like this. Being the one in control.
He let go of his master's neck, wondering vaguely if he had left a mark. The thought of his master with a hickey almost made him giggle. But he controlled his thoughts and resumed caressing his master's nipple. His touch was firmer now, but not what Qui Gon wanted. Relenting, he squeezed it between his thumb and forefinger. Rewarded, he sensed Qui Gon struggle to control another moan. He failed.
"Shhhh," Tevis soothed, turning Qui Gon onto his back. Spreading himself out along his master, he attended to the side of Qui Gon's neck which he had been able to reach earlier. Qui Gon started to wrap his arms around the man atop him but Tevis stopped him. Remember, if you move I stop. His arms returned to his sides, his hands gripping the sheets.
Satisfied that his master's neck and ear had received their due, Tevis inched further down Qui Gon's body. His mouth danced across Qui Gon's chest, nipping, licking, blowing lightly on flesh wet with saliva. Straddling his master's hips, he ran his hands up Qui Gon's arms. The feel of hard muscle under his hands sent a thrill through Tevis. He continued, savoring his master's broad shoulders, before moving down across his chest. Reaching his master's waist, he reversed direction. As his hands slid down to Qui Gon's hands, he gently removed them from the sheets. He brought first one and then the other to his mouth, sucking on a fingertip, grazing it with his teeth. He reached into Qui Gon's mind, encouraging him to imagine that sucking, those teeth on another location. Qui Gon groaned at the thought.
Smiling softly to himself, Tevis released his master's hands and moved lower, kneeling between his legs. He moved his hands along them. Hard muscle under his hands. Up Qui Gon's inner thighs he traced, his thumbs moving along the side of his testicles. Close your eyes he commanded.
Shuddering with anticipation, Qui Gon complied. The bottle of oil flew to Tevis's hand. Moistening a finger, he moved it along the rim of Qui Gon's asshole, then pushed forward slowly. Qui Gon arched. Tevis stopped. When his master was again lying flat on the bed, he resumed pushing forward. When his finger was all of the way inside his master, he paused, then began to withdraw it slowly. After a few more strokes a second finger joined the first. Qui Gon was struggling for control, struggling to keep from moving onto Tevis's hands. Tevis touched his mind. You are doing very well, Master. If you continue to do so I may let you speak, he paused, or are you beyond coherent speech? Qui Gon moaned. I thought so, Tevis replied. His pleasure in his master's aroused state shining through him.
Tevis withdrew his fingers and reached for the gift he had purchased for his master. Qui Gon, lost without those fingers, started to open his eyes. "Uh-uh, the eyes stay closed," Tevis admonished.
Tevis applied the oil to the dildo in his hands. It was not large, but then Tevis shared Master Yoda's view that size mattered not. Oiling complete, he placed the item at Qui Gon's entrance. Qui Gon started at the feel, wondering what it was that Tevis held. Relax Master. Trust me. I will not hurt you. Qui Gon responded to the familiar words by doing as his apprentice asked. He relaxed and the dildo slid easily inside him.
Qui Gon was lost in sensation. In the peculiar feeling of being penetrated by his padawan, and yet not. He could not believe that this was really happening, that he had allowed it to happen. Qui Gon Jinn was not a man who surrendered. He was always in control. That is what lay beneath his legendary calm. Only one person had ever gotten past that control, ever had him so beside himself with desire that he had acted in ways he had never imagined himself capable of being. That same person was now fucking him with an unknown object. And Qui Gon didn't fight it. All that mattered was pleasing Tevis. If Tevis wanted this, then Qui Gon would allow it.
Tevis moved the artificial cock inside his master slowly, very slowly. Qui Gon was moaning incoherently now. His hands clenching and unclenching around the sheets. Tevis decided it was time to send his master over the edge. Open your eyes, love. Look at me. Watch. Tevis gazed directly into Qui Gon's eyes for a moment. He gloried in seeing his master like this, open, vulnerable, more aroused than Tevis had ever seen him. Smiling gently, he lowered his head and took his master's cock into his mouth. The warm wetness of Tevis's mouth combined with the dildo still moving within him to send Qui Gon into a shattering orgasm. Tevis swallowed again and again, drinking in his master's juices, further intensifying Qui Gon's pleasure. Tevis stopped moving the dildo when his master came, resuming as his spasms subsided. In a moment Qui Gon was coming again. "Tevis," he cried out.
As his second orgasm subsided, Qui Gon sat up, reaching for the man kneeling between his legs, kissing him. You, Tevis, you.
Tevis understood exactly what his master meant. He withdrew the dildo. Then he kissed his master with a tenderness that left them both aching. Gently he urged Qui Gon onto his stomach. He ran his fingers along his master's cheeks, parting them with oiled fingers. Assuring himself there was enough lubricant left from the dildo, he positioned himself behind his master. Then he slid forward. Afterward, he would swear to himself that he saw stars.
Tevis had never penetrated anyone in this fashion before. Being inside his master brought him an intense, indescribable pleasure. It was tight and hot. He reached out for his master, seeking to draw him deeper into his mind, even as he slid deeper into Qui Gon's body.
For Qui Gon too this was new. All of his lovers prior to his Padawan had been women. No one had ever been inside him before. He had believed that he knew what it felt like from sharing Tevis's mind. But he had not. The feeling of being stretched and opened was entirely unexpected. He felt both completely exposed and totally safe. Tevis was inside him. Tevis loved him. Tevis...
Qui Gon groaned. Give yourself to me, surrender to me Tevis's voice urged softly in his mind. Tevis held himself completely still, leaving Qui Gon to be the one to move, to find their rhythm. Qui Gon began to move and Tevis reached a hand around to cup his master's cock. Qui Gon rocked himself back onto Tevis's cock and then forward onto his hand. All was pure sensation, and Tevis.
After what seemed like both an eternity and a heartbeat, he came. And Tevis came with him. They rocked together, their focus on each other so complete that not even a moan escaped.
When he stopped shaking, Qui Gon was convinced that he would never move again. His muscles were simply no longer capable of it. They had become gelatinous. Tevis moved up on the bed, beside him. Qui Gon turned over and stared at his young lover in wonder. Reaching up he stroked his cheek, "You are incredible."
Tevis's face split into a wide grin. "I am glad you enjoyed yourself master."
"I'm sure you are," Qui Gon laughed. He was in that state that comes from truly incredible sex, the one where all is right with the world, where nothing can be felt but joy. "How...how did you ever?"
"I needed something to think about during those long lonely nights on Camaasi." Tevis grinned even wider. "Fantasizing about you seemed a very worthwhile way to spend my time."
"Indeed."
Tevis laughed, "Of course, that master of Jedi control, Qui Gon Jinn, would never allow himself the luxury of a little fantasy."
"Never," Qui Gon agreed, "Unless you were in it." He pulled Tevis against him, kissing him fervently. You, you, Tevis, are the only one who has ever been able to make me lose control.
I know. Tevis replied. He pulled away from his master's demanding mouth, to look into his face. "There is something to be said for a lack of restraint, Master."
"So I am beginning to see." Qui Gon answered, reaching again for his apprentice.
If you keep kissing me like that we'll never get breakfast.
Qui Gon sent Tevis a tendril of surprise at the thought. I thought you knew Tevis. You are breakfast
I tried every decent and legal way I could think of to resolve the issue w/the business before I rented the chicken suit
The best way to avoid war is to disarm.
Shutting down free speech with violence isn't fighting fascism. It IS fascism!
Looks like I'm going to find a new line of work.
i wish they would advertise Corporate Spy in the classifieds, it would make my search for the job closest to something from a William Gibson novel so much easier.
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Why don't you just give peace a chance?
The best way to avoid war is to disarm.
Oh yeah? Tell that to the frickin' laser-totin' trigger-happy whales!
Mike van Lammeren
It will challenge your head, your brain, and your mind.
Nations that want to remain nations ... must have legal, economic, or martial ability to defend and counterattack.
Dude, you're scaring me. I'm CANADIAN!
S
Nuts to you. Here are 3 cliches, in sequence, that apply here:
1. Come the revolution, all will be better.
2. Been there, done that.
3. Meet the new boss, same as the old boss.
You're mechaniclally spouting nonsense you've heard from some other embittered soul . It is as if you really expect everyone else to automatically agree with your personal moral pronouncements. When you realize that isn't going to happen, you decide you're still right and the only way to fix things is violence. You're no different than that mythical plutocracy that animates your anger.
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