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michael
on from the before-the-law dept.
Anonymous Coward writes "Here's some interesting legal commentary on the continuing saga of copyright enforcement and Apple's attempt at a constructive approach."
G. Gordon Liddy and his P2P lawsuit
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The G-Man and Mrs. Liddy, a.k.a. "She Who Must Be Obeyed" are spending three weeks in their beautiful Scottsdale, Arizona winter home while Liddy defends his First Amendment right to express his displeasure with a stereo vender's attempt to install a $4500 home sound system in their palatial Scottsdale home.
Gordon and Frances purchased the sound equipment in 1997. He was so disatisfied with the failure of the stereo store employees attempts to install the equipment after four trips to the Liddy home, the G-Man shared with his national radio audience his view that the proprietor "couldn't install himself on a toilet."
That propted a lawsuit which is finally being heard in the Maricopa County Superior Court in 2003. The G-Man is very pleased with the progress of the trial to date. He is represented by Arizona's top litigator, Mel MacDonald, who was appointed by President Ronald Reagan to serve as the U.S. Attorney for the District of Arizona in the 1980's.
Gordon and Frances are attracting crowds as the dine out about town in tony Scottsdale and have wonderful, but secret plans to spend Valentine's Day together in Arizona.
While in Arizona, the G-Man's son Tom is keeping the microphone warm for his dad. Tom is the guest host of the nationally syndicated G. Gordon Liddy Show. Gordon and Frances' other two sons are unavailable for the substitute radio gig, they are both on active duty with the military. Jim is a Commander in the U.S. Navy SEALS stationed at the Pentagon and Raymond, the youngest of the Liddy's five children is a Major in the Marines and is shiped out to Kuwait with the First Marine Division in February. Eldest daughter, Alexandra serves as a Captain in the U.S. Army Reserve as a nurse.
I make more green than you do, and I do less work.
Better get back to applying server packs you festering oinkless nerdbot.
Don't piss me off or I will bitchslap a whole team of underling dorkbots like yourself into working without paid overtime for a month. I will also call all of them into me comfy office to explain what a device driver is again.
So, stick up for your race of estrogen fueled spankbots and shut yer mouth BOY!!
Regards, Your freakin overlord.
PS--Your momma sucks in the sack... I mean sucks my sack.
Fuck you bitch
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You swine. You vulgar little maggot. You worthless bag of filth. As we say in Texas, you couldn't pour water out of a boot with instructions printed on the heel. You are a canker, an open wound. I would rather kiss a lawyer than be seen with you. You took your last vacation in the Islets of Langerhans.
You're a putrescent mass, a walking vomit. You are a spineless little worm deserving nothing but the profoundest contempt. You are a jerk, a cad, and weasel. I take that back; you are a festering pustule on an weasel's rump. Your life is a monument to stupidity. You are a stench, a revulsion, a big suck on a sour lemon.
I will never get over the embarrassment of belonging to the same species as you. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformity. I barf at the very thought of you. You have all the appeal of a paper cut. Lepers avoid you. You are vile, worthless, less than nothing. You are a weed, a fungus, the dregs of this earth. You are a Technicolor yawn. And did I mention that you smell?
You are a squeaking rat, a mistake of nature and a heavy-metal bagpipe player. You were not born. You were hatched into an unwilling world that rejects the likes of you. You didn't crawl out of a normal egg, either, but rather a mutant maggot egg rejected by an evil scientist as being below his low standards. Your alleged parents abandoned you at birth and then died of shame in recognition of what they had done to an unsuspecting world. They were a bit late.
Try to edit your responses of unnecessary material before attempting to impress us with your insight. The evidence that you are a nincompoop will still be available to readers, but they will be able to access it ever so much more rapidly. If cluelessness were crude oil, your scalp would be crawling with caribou.
You are a thick-headed trog. I have seen skeet with more sense than you have. You are a few bricks short of a full load, a few cards short of a full deck, a few bytes short of a core dump, and a few chromosomes short of a full human. Worse than that, you top-post. God created houseflies, cockroaches, maggots, mosquitos, fleas, ticks, slugs, leeches, and intestinal parasites, then he lowered his standards and made you. I take it back; God didn't make you. You are Satan's spawn. You are Evil beyond comprehension, half-living in the slough of despair. You are the entropy which will claim us all. You are a green-nostriled, crossed eyed, hairy-livered inbred trout-defiler. You make Ebola look good.
You are weary, stale, flat and unprofitable. You are grimy, squalid, nasty and profane. You are foul and disgusting. You're a fool, an ignoramus. Monkeys look down on you. Even sheep won't have sex with you. You are unreservedly pathetic, starved for attention, and lost in a land that reality forgot. You are not ANSI compliant. You have a couple of address lines shorted together. You should be promoted to Engineering Manager.
Do you really expect your delusional and incoherent ramblings to be read? Everyone plonked you long ago. Do you fantasize that your tantrums and conniption fits could possibly be worth the $0.000000001 worth of electricity used to send them? Your life is one big W.O.M.B.A.T. and your future doesn't look promising either. We need to trace your bloodline and terminate all siblings and cousins in order to cleanse humanity of your polluted genes. The good news is that no normal human would ever mate with you, so we won't have to go into the sewers in search of your git.
You are a waste of flesh. You have no rhythm. You are ridiculous and obnoxious. You are the moral equivalent of a leech. You are a living emptiness, a meaningless void. You are sour and senile. You are a loathsome disease, a drooling inbred cross-eyed toesucker. You make Quakers shout and strike Pentecostal silent. You have a version 1.0 mind in a version 6.07 world. Your mother had to t
Re:Fuck you bitch
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ballknocker bitch
Totally surreal!
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Anonymous Coward
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*BeOS is dying
Yet another crippling bombshell hit the beleaguered *BeOS community when last month IDC confirmed that *BeOS accounts for less than a fraction of 1 percent of all servers. Coming on the heels of the latest Netcraft survey which plainly states that *BeOS has lost more market share, this news serves to reinforce what we've known all along. *BeOS is collapsing in complete disarray, as further exemplified by failing dead last [sysadminmag.com] in the recent Sys Admin comprehensive networking test.
You don't need to be a Kreskin [amdest.com] to predict *BeOS's future. The hand writing is on the wall: *BeOS faces a bleak future. In fact there won't be any future at all for *BeOS because *BeOS is dying. Things are looking very bad for *BeOS. As many of us are already aware, *BeOS continues to lose market share. Red ink flows like a river of blood. FreeBeOS is the most endangered of them all.
Let's keep to the facts and look at the numbers.
OpenBeOS leader Theo states that there are 7000 users of OpenBeOS. How many users of BeOS Pro are there? Let's see. The number of OpenBeOS versus BeOS Pro posts on Usenet is roughly in ratio of 5 to 1. Therefore there are about 7000/5 = 1400 BeOS Pro users. BeOS/OS posts on Usenet are about half of the volume of BeOS Pro posts. Therefore there are about 700 users of BeOS/OS. A recent article put FreeBeOS at about 80 percent of the *BeOS market. Therefore there are (7000+1400+700)*4 = 36400 FreeBeOS users. This is consistent with the number of FreeBeOS Usenet posts.
Due to the troubles of Be, Inc., abysmal sales and so on, FreeBeOS went out of business and was taken over by Palm who sell another troubled OS. Now BeOSI is also dead, its corpse turned over to yet another charnel house.
All major surveys show that *BeOS has steadily declined in market share. *BeOS is very sick and its long term survival prospects are very dim. If *BeOS is to survive at all it will be among OS hobbyist dabblers. *BeOS continues to decay. Nothing short of a miracle could save it at this point in time. For all practical purposes, *BeOS is dead."
Slashdot Poll
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Who is the biggest anus?
[x] Peter Jennings
[ ] Tom Brokaw
[ ] Dan Rather
[ ] Katie Couric
magic 8-ball says "outlook is good"
-- derby
first post
KZ42... woot! Of course, this probably won't be FP by the time it goes up.
It's really quite a touching scene. That bitch had it coming, after she betrayed Neo by arranging for Agent Brown to tap his cell phone.
WARNING: SPOILER IN SUBJECT LINE
I just downloaded a ton of her playboy soft porn on (.mpeg). God is she hot! A face like babie, and aa body like barbie.
Thank you God for P2P. P2P has really given me religion!
4 1/2 inches is not massive, no matter what she told you.
Get it before it's slashdotted!
Get it before it's slashdotted!
Gordon and Frances purchased the sound equipment in 1997. He was so disatisfied with the failure of the stereo store employees attempts to install the equipment after four trips to the Liddy home, the G-Man shared with his national radio audience his view that the proprietor "couldn't install himself on a toilet."
That propted a lawsuit which is finally being heard in the Maricopa County Superior Court in 2003. The G-Man is very pleased with the progress of the trial to date. He is represented by Arizona's top litigator, Mel MacDonald, who was appointed by President Ronald Reagan to serve as the U.S. Attorney for the District of Arizona in the 1980's.
Gordon and Frances are attracting crowds as the dine out about town in tony Scottsdale and have wonderful, but secret plans to spend Valentine's Day together in Arizona.
While in Arizona, the G-Man's son Tom is keeping the microphone warm for his dad. Tom is the guest host of the nationally syndicated G. Gordon Liddy Show. Gordon and Frances' other two sons are unavailable for the substitute radio gig, they are both on active duty with the military. Jim is a Commander in the U.S. Navy SEALS stationed at the Pentagon and Raymond, the youngest of the Liddy's five children is a Major in the Marines and is shiped out to Kuwait with the First Marine Division in February. Eldest daughter, Alexandra serves as a Captain in the U.S. Army Reserve as a nurse.
Dear Dork,
... I mean sucks my sack.
I make more green than you do, and I do less work.
Better get back to applying server packs you festering oinkless nerdbot.
Don't piss me off or I will bitchslap a whole team of underling dorkbots like yourself into working without paid overtime for a month. I will also call all of them into me comfy office to explain what a device driver is again.
So, stick up for your race of estrogen fueled spankbots and shut yer mouth BOY!!
Regards,
Your freakin overlord.
PS--Your momma sucks in the sack
You swine. You vulgar little maggot. You worthless bag of filth. As we
say in Texas, you couldn't pour water out of a boot with instructions
printed on the heel. You are a canker, an open wound. I would rather
kiss a lawyer than be seen with you. You took your last vacation in
the Islets of Langerhans.
You're a putrescent mass, a walking vomit. You are a spineless little
worm deserving nothing but the profoundest contempt. You are a jerk, a
cad, and weasel. I take that back; you are a festering pustule on an
weasel's rump. Your life is a monument to stupidity. You are a stench,
a revulsion, a big suck on a sour lemon.
I will never get over the embarrassment of belonging to the same
species as you. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformity. I barf at
the very thought of you. You have all the appeal of a paper cut.
Lepers avoid you. You are vile, worthless, less than nothing. You are
a weed, a fungus, the dregs of this earth. You are a Technicolor yawn.
And did I mention that you smell?
You are a squeaking rat, a mistake of nature and a heavy-metal bagpipe
player. You were not born. You were hatched into an unwilling world
that rejects the likes of you. You didn't crawl out of a normal egg,
either, but rather a mutant maggot egg rejected by an evil scientist
as being below his low standards. Your alleged parents abandoned you
at birth and then died of shame in recognition of what they had done
to an unsuspecting world. They were a bit late.
Try to edit your responses of unnecessary material before attempting
to impress us with your insight. The evidence that you are a
nincompoop will still be available to readers, but they will be able
to access it ever so much more rapidly. If cluelessness were crude
oil, your scalp would be crawling with caribou.
You are a thick-headed trog. I have seen skeet with more sense than
you have. You are a few bricks short of a full load, a few cards short
of a full deck, a few bytes short of a core dump, and a few
chromosomes short of a full human. Worse than that, you top-post. God
created houseflies, cockroaches, maggots, mosquitos, fleas, ticks,
slugs, leeches, and intestinal parasites, then he lowered his
standards and made you. I take it back; God didn't make you. You are
Satan's spawn. You are Evil beyond comprehension, half-living in the
slough of despair. You are the entropy which will claim us all. You
are a green-nostriled, crossed eyed, hairy-livered inbred
trout-defiler. You make Ebola look good.
You are weary, stale, flat and unprofitable. You are grimy, squalid,
nasty and profane. You are foul and disgusting. You're a fool, an
ignoramus. Monkeys look down on you. Even sheep won't have sex with
you. You are unreservedly pathetic, starved for attention, and lost in
a land that reality forgot. You are not ANSI compliant. You have a
couple of address lines shorted together. You should be promoted to
Engineering Manager.
Do you really expect your delusional and incoherent ramblings to be
read? Everyone plonked you long ago. Do you fantasize that your
tantrums and conniption fits could possibly be worth the $0.000000001
worth of electricity used to send them? Your life is one big
W.O.M.B.A.T. and your future doesn't look promising either. We need to
trace your bloodline and terminate all siblings and cousins in order
to cleanse humanity of your polluted genes. The good news is that no
normal human would ever mate with you, so we won't have to go into the
sewers in search of your git.
You are a waste of flesh. You have no rhythm. You are ridiculous and
obnoxious. You are the moral equivalent of a leech. You are a living
emptiness, a meaningless void. You are sour and senile. You are a
loathsome disease, a drooling inbred cross-eyed toesucker. You make
Quakers shout and strike Pentecostal silent. You have a version 1.0
mind in a version 6.07 world. Your mother had to t
Yet another crippling bombshell hit the beleaguered *BeOS community when last month IDC confirmed that *BeOS accounts for less than a fraction of 1 percent of all servers. Coming on the heels of the latest Netcraft survey which plainly states that *BeOS has lost more market share, this news serves to reinforce what we've known all along. *BeOS is collapsing in complete disarray, as further exemplified by failing dead last [sysadminmag.com] in the recent Sys Admin comprehensive networking test.
You don't need to be a Kreskin [amdest.com] to predict *BeOS's future. The hand writing is on the wall: *BeOS faces a bleak future. In fact there won't be any future at all for *BeOS because *BeOS is dying. Things are looking very bad for *BeOS. As many of us are already aware, *BeOS continues to lose market share. Red ink flows like a river of blood. FreeBeOS is the most endangered of them all.
Let's keep to the facts and look at the numbers.
OpenBeOS leader Theo states that there are 7000 users of OpenBeOS. How many users of BeOS Pro are there? Let's see. The number of OpenBeOS versus BeOS Pro posts on Usenet is roughly in ratio of 5 to 1. Therefore there are about 7000/5 = 1400 BeOS Pro users. BeOS/OS posts on Usenet are about half of the volume of BeOS Pro posts. Therefore there are about 700 users of BeOS/OS. A recent article put FreeBeOS at about 80 percent of the *BeOS market. Therefore there are (7000+1400+700)*4 = 36400 FreeBeOS users. This is consistent with the number of FreeBeOS Usenet posts.
Due to the troubles of Be, Inc., abysmal sales and so on, FreeBeOS went out of business and was taken over by Palm who sell another troubled OS. Now BeOSI is also dead, its corpse turned over to yet another charnel house.
All major surveys show that *BeOS has steadily declined in market share. *BeOS is very sick and its long term survival prospects are very dim. If *BeOS is to survive at all it will be among OS hobbyist dabblers. *BeOS continues to decay. Nothing short of a miracle could save it at this point in time. For all practical purposes, *BeOS is dead."