-Ted Leo & The Pharmacists, Criminal Piece
Hello denizens of the internet, we're still here, we're still carving out a living in this lawless wasteland. It's a little difficult though, because the internet has no spatial dynamic, and instead of injuns raiding your cattle herds there are shady Russians stealing movies and sweaty nerds taking apart your gifs and using the parts to make other gifs, because, well, it passes for entertainment in this epoch. But the internet is the only frontier we have right now, since neither outer space nor Alaska are panning out like we thought they would.
Of course, the internet can't be a place to which we emigrate. As much as Ray Kurzweil would like to, we still have to exist in corporeal bodies, and where our needs aren't going to be met solely with an internet connection. But the internet isn't new anymore, and now some people want to make it less like the wild west.
Yes, this new virtual land we've created needs some laws, but it doesn't need a dictatorship. I know that if some version of SOPA or PIPA were passed, The Ozone Shack could go under, and so would a lot of the other quasi-smut that's out here, wherever "here" is, because it isn't really any kind of physical location. It's not just an issue of liberty versus security, for me anyway. That security could be the end for many a website, this abomination included. And I certainly don't want confused and out-of-touch old people (sound like the people in a certain Congress you may know of?) saying what I can and can't do on the internet.
Hence my impassioned speech to a bored intern at Senator Dianne Feinstein's (D California) office, where I said something along the lines of "Tell Senator Feinstein that if she votes for this legislation, I will do everything in my power to make sure she loses the next election, even if Satan himself is running against her?"
He told me he would tell her that for me. I really hope he followed through.
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