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filmsmith writes "It looks like Nintendo may be interested in using the GBA to enter the PDA market and even considering itself competition for the Apple iPod. It smells of DMCA pandering, though. 'It looks like protection will be in place to ensure that even content recorded by users (through the use of a special adapter) will not be able to be shared with other users.' Planet Gamecube has the article here."
you mod me down troll but the last laugh will be mine.
such industry luminaries as metallica and dr. dre have come out publicly to state that they want and expect their copyrighted works to receive the protection promised by the supreme law of the land, the u.s. constitution. on the other hand, we have a burnt out hippie has-been like janis ian trying pathetically to get press by saying that since she has no problem with people stealing her product, nobody else should have a problem. the argument is clearly lopsided; the people whose opinion matters, the content producers, are in agreement that theft of copyrighted material is wrong. for the opposition, we have a bunch of nabobs who don't give, but want to assert their right to take. backing up the opposition we have the lumpen proletariat, who are quite happy to tear to shreds the property rights of a few gifted creators, naively believing that there are no consequences for anyone. a few have the nerve to vilify anyone who tries to stand up for their own property rights; "gee, thanks for this catchy song! how dare you try to charge me money for it! i spit at you!" i think that legislation like the dmca and preexisting copyright laws need to be more strictly enforced to make some examples, before the world devolves into a completely anarchic state of nature.
if there is any justice in this world, this post will be modded +1 informative.
I used to love animals so much, until I learned how to interpret their speech.
You'd think that the ability to communicate with animals would be a useful ability... but my wish backfired on me. I wished to "understand what animals are saying," and not "communicate with them" as I should have. So I understand them, but can't talk back to them. Nor can they understand me.
Holy crap this is the worst super power ever.
Dogs. There was a time when I adored puppies and old dogs alike. But I can't remember that time. You want to know what dogs say all day? It's really just one word: "hey." You don't need a superpower to know that, but without one their banter is much less annoying. "Hey! Hey! Hey!" all morning and all night. Whatever happened to "Master, you're home!" Or "Yay, dog food again!" Or even "little Timmy fell down a well!" Nope, dogs say none of that... just "hey."
You should hear what birds are saying. Many times I am awakened by what used to be beautiful birdsong. Now all I hear in my brain is "hey baby! I got what you're looking for right here! Check out my singing: 'Oh baby youuuuu, you got what I neeeed! But you say 'he's just a friend,' you say 'he's just a friend...'" Too bad I hate R & B, birds can't get enough of that shit. I swear if I hear another bird singing Barry White, I'm going to buy a pellet gun. Damn birds . . . all they want is to hook up.
Except the pidgeons. Lord they have to be the dumbest animals on the planet. When they're on the ground they walk around and say "I'm walking, I'm walking..." and when they're in the sky it's "I'm flying, I'm flying..." Take a wild guess at what they say when they're standing still.
The other day I was at Sea World, because I wanted to hear what the dolphins were saying. It turns out they're not really saying anything at all. Actually, they're basically just laughing at us. Either that or reciting the solutions to equations that scientists haven't solved yet.
The worst part about this super power is listening to what insects have to say. I can't even walk from my car to my office without hearing half a dozen flies chanting "food lay eggs food lay eggs" or some other bug going gotta mate gotta mate gotta mate!" Ants and bees are the worst. Try to imagine what assembly-line robots would sound like. That's exactly what ants and bees sound like. They all like to shout their own name and current profession for some reason. A million ants screaming "I AM DRONE #8438213! I AM GATHERING FOOD MORSELS FOR THE QUEEN!" is enchanting for all of about 15 seconds. And I found out the hard way that when bees are pissed off they talk like professional wrestlers. The last one to sting me asked my if I could "smell what he was pollenating" or something, before delivering what he called the "ultimate poker" into my left forearm.
If there's one good thing about this lame super power, it's hearing what cats are saying. You wouldn't believe it, but when they meow they're basically saing things like "I love my human," and "people rule." Gypsy once said to me "Marky, you are my bestest friend." My god that was cute.
But it's not enough to offset the pain and suffering I go through listening to god's idiotic creatures every day. On top of listening to idiotic human beings as well. Someone shoot me now.
On November 19, 1954, the career of Sammy Davis Jr. almost came to a sudden and tragic close. While driving to Los Angeles to record the title tune of the Universal International picture "Six Bridges to Cross", Sammy was the victim of an automobile smash-up and narrowly escaped death. He was so seriously injured that his left eye had to be removed. In spite of the terrible shock, Sammy rallied and went on with his work; he even insisted that he was the "luckiest guy in the world".
Since his accident, Sammy's courageous spirit and ever-growing talent have won him increasingly enthusiastic audiences. Let's hear it for Sammy Davis Jr. !
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