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CBC + iCopyright = Bullshit

Sunday, January 31st, 2010

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Cory Doctorow posted on the BoingBoing blog about Cameron McMaster’s very detailed post on how the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation has signed up with iCopyright.

iCopyright, the American copyright bounty hunters used by the Associated Press, to offer ridiculous licenses for the quotation of CBC articles on the web (these are the same jokers who sell you a “license” to quote 5 words from the AP).

iCopyright offers “licenses” to use taxpayer-funded CBC articles on terms that read like a bizarre joke. You have to pay by the month to include the article on your website (apparently no partial quotation is offered, only the whole thing, which makes traditional Internet commentary very difficult!). And you have to agree not to criticize the CBC, the subject of the article, or its author.

As Doctorow points out, the content of the CBC is funded by taxpayers and yet we are expected to pay for the right to quote from that content.

And as McMaster says in his post:

Seriously, this is really screwed up. Our public broadcaster is using an American company that follows American laws of Fair Use (and probably not the most liberal interpretations of it) to control its content and also inciting everyone to turn each other in and for everyone be on the look out for digital rights bounty hunters? It’s a good thing we’re in Canada where we don’t have the DMCA and we have a Supreme Court ruling that stops Big Media from getting information about our IPs from ISPs.

Because even if you share the story, even if you print it, you could be tracked down and fined.

Bullshit.

That would mean I couldn’t quote Martin Morrow’s appreciation of the recently departed J. D. Salinger where he said:

The word “rebel” is so overused and misused in our culture that it seems pat and tired to apply it to J.D. Salinger. Yet, I can think of few prominent contemporary arts figures who actually deserve that label as much as he did.

Nor would I be able to include this portion from Charlene Sadlers piece on the use of iPhone apps by toddlers, where she said:

When Alexandra Samuel’s two-year-old first sat down to play a video game on her iPhone, the Vancouver mom was more worried about his impact on the device than the effect it could have on him.

Samuel was surprised by what happened next.

And Bob MacDonald’s commentary on the moth-balling of NASA’s shuttle program, where he says:

Back in the 70s, they were promised to be the cheap way to space, but after two of them exploded in flight, taking 14 lives, and after countless retrofits and rebuilds, every flight of the shuttle now costs about $1.5 billion. Granted, they are the most complex machines to ever fly and have accomplished amazing feats in space, but they demonstrate how NASA has turned into a cumbersome organization that spends a lot of money to go nowhere. No private transportation company could ever operate that way.

- could not be referenced without permission - and payment. No partial quotes are allowed, no excerpts - the entire article has to be paid for - by the month.

I include these quotes for the purpose of showing just how absurd and insulting is this most recent clusterfuck of CBC policy.

The pinheads at CBC responsible for this decision must have thought themselves to be extraordinarily clever when in fact they have shown themselves to be pitifully ignorant not only of the workings of the web, the basics of fair-dealing and fair-use and the differences between U.S. and Canadian copyright law - but also the very nature of the public trust which they are charged with managing on behalf of the citizens of Canada.

More from McMaster’s blog:

Thanks CBC! You serve your public well by outsourcing your DRM enforcement to an American company, which allows for money that could be invested in a Canadian company to be spent abroad. This company creates an atmosphere of self-censorship and fear. Because most Canadians don’t know the difference between Canadian copyright law and American, the users of your website, mainly Canadians, will be afraid to do anything – the digital rights bounty police will come after them. This company that limits non digital uses of your information and also disables the sharing of information, and most likely, subject your website viewers to all sorts of DRM tracking devices. Way to foster a public sphere!

Hey, CBC pinheads! Fuck you. How much is iCopyright going to charge me for the quotes in this blog? How much will I be asked to pay for quoting a video or audio snippet?

McMaster included a few page samples from the CBC website where they explain how (and for how much) you can license the right to use the content your tax dollars have already for. Here’s one:

You think I’m going to pay the CBC for the right to include the quotes above in this blog post? No. Duh. What do you think my response is going to be when any request for payment is made? Yeah - you got it. Fuck you.

By the way - iCopyright offers a reward of $1,000,000 for reported piracy. You want to report me? Fuck you too.

I don’t know what makes me more furious, the idiotic attempts of old media carpetbagger shysters selling their bullshit schemes to attach a meter to every friggin’ slice of information we use in conversation - or the dirt stupid idiots at the CBC who actually thought this was a good idea. I really hope more people make noise about this to not just embarrass the CBC but to also continue to insist that publicly funded works belong to the public.

Want to add your voice?

Join the Canadians against CBC’s iCopyright DRM Facebook group.

You can also go to the CBC Contact page and tell ‘em what you think.

The CBC would do well to take a lesson from the National Film Board who have been putting their works online - for free - for everyone to access.

As it sez in the CBC article on the subject:

The online screening room was created as part of a $1.3-million project to digitize the NFB’s collection of historic films.

“This is part of our ongoing response to the digital revolution,” NFB chair Tom Perlmutter said in an online news conference on Wednesday.

The NFB, which restructured its film programs over the past 18 months to free up resources for the digital project, plans to put 10 new films a month online.

That’s how it should be. Instead the CBC is acting in a crass penny-ante manner by signing up with a U.S. based group of extortionists, attempting to charge people a fee for the right to quote from articles. It is an ill-advised and ignorant scheme which reeks of U.S. copyright policy snake-oil that CBC pinheads have bought and swallowed. You dumb fucks.

CBC - fuck off.

Cheers.

P. S. Cameron McMaster is far more level-headed than I and he has posted a very cogent response to the groundswell of outrage about all this. You can read his post here and follow his thoughtful advice on what else we can do.

And whilst I do just that I shall also continue to tell the CBC to fuck off.

Cameron McMaster has responded in the comments and suggested a post by The Torontoist which includes a response from the CBC. Good reading.

Intermission

Monday, November 9th, 2009

I’m fighting a really bad cold that won’t go away. It’s not swine flu - just a shit load of phlegm in my lungs. I’m also trying to keep up with some actual work deadlines and at the same time prototype a dinky little iPhone app.

So please excuse me for not posting more regularly here as of late. Neat ideas, dumb shit, vociferous rants and cool weird crap will return as soon as I feel better enough to devote the time you so richly deserve.

In the meantime:

This whole retro collection is joyously kitschy and cool but I think the best part starts at the 8:40 mark.

Cheers.

Teh Saga Of Pinky - Continues

Friday, July 24th, 2009

This is a cool video Cory Doctorow posted over at BoingBoing. It’s just some neat footage of a neutrally bouyant balloon that is placidly hovering in a room.

A pink balloon.

Those of you who have been reading this blog for some time will know where this going.

Last year, over the Christmas holidays, I posted here (and on Twitter) about the plight of a small, homeless pink balloon named - appropriately enough - Pinky. I can’t replay the old blog post here because when I fucked up my blog it disappeared into the ether of the interwebs along with 2 to 3 years worth of mental gems and turds - but if anyone can find it for me I’d appreciate it. Nor can I lay out the original tweets - entitled Teh Saga Of Pinky - which inspired the blog post in the first place because apparently time to Twitter is like the flat Earth or the simulated reality of the button-eyed freaks in Gaiman’s Coraline. Twitter Time is only visible within a limited distance after which it simply ceases to be and all sense of history drops over the edge into a timeless abyss and is lost forever.

But I digress.

Here’s what I can recount:

We had a small pink balloon show up on our doorstep in the midst of winter. It lingered there but we (myself and my immediate family) being heartless cretins, left it there - just to see what would happen.

Teh Saga Of Pinky - Coda

It was a loyal balloon that stayed true to its desire to find a home with us until finally I could take it no longer and posted a series of tweets that ended with this picture and asked the question:

“Should we bring Pinky inside & offer protection from the elements - or should we let nature take its course?”

Note: For the record - TwitPic has all my photo posts still archived. Perhaps I should stick pictures with all my tweets from now on.

The response to my Twitter question was an undeniable “Yes! Rescue Pinky!” - and so I did.

Pinky Teh Rescue

In my original post I also tucked in a bit of blather about how human beings like to anthropomorphize things, imbue them with character and feelings, and all too often bestow our care and affection upon objects more than we do on other human beings in our midst. We are all some really fucked up monkeys.

While my original Twitter posts and blog entry have vanished forever I did manage to dig out of my email files this late night drunken missive I wrote to myself on the couch with my iPhone as a nudge to make the blog post the next day about Pinky:

For what is a balloon? Any balloon? It is but a container - a vessel of a moment in time - the encapsulization of the breath of life. And here we have this feeble artifact, this minor player in the grand theatre and parade of life - a lowly, singular, lonesome sagged pink balloon - a vessel of the breath of life constrained, held back, diminished, neglected, buried - and yet persevering against all odds, unrelenting in it’s obdurant determination to not just survive but to also be noticed, to be made note of, to be recognized, named and accepted. Each one of us may only play upon these doorsteps for the most brief of times and yet we are most definitely here and not to be neglected nor discounted nor, worse still, ignored - we are here - as in Horton Hears A Who - we are here, we are here, we are here!

One balloon serves as a rather frail and tepid metaphor for all the many things each of us may ascribe to the story. But it serves well enough -that lone sad semi-deflated rubber sack of air is all of us; it is what we are, how we are perceived and what we yearn to be.

One little balloon - on a doorstep - in a snowstorm.

What a wonderous world this would be when we are finally capable of setting aside the metaphors and allegories and heart warming images to clearly see that all of these stories - that all stories - are about us - about you and me - about us all.

Perhaps one day.

Until then we shall have to be content and find solace for our hearts in the tales of the trials and tribulations of a small pink balloon on a snowy doorstep.

Shortly thereafter my friend Jill Gollick also had an encounter with a pink balloon. She had been away for the holiday season but, via Twitter, got my posts about Teh Saga Of Pinky.

When she got home this was waiting at her doorstep:

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I didn’t put it there.

Honest.

While Jill’s tale of Pinky The Second ended in horrible tragedy, our Pinky lived happily ever after.

God Bless Us, Everyone!

But this whole errant pink balloon thing is starting to get on my nerves.

First me.

Then Jill.

And now this hovering version of the same.

Where are these balloons coming from? What do they want? Where is all this leading?

Perhaps time will tell.

But not Twitter time, of course - that’s too short.

Should you or anyone you know have any pink balloon stories to share with us please be sure to let me know.

In the meantime, here’s some balloons who don’t need rescuing.

Cheers.

Ze Frank’s iPhone App: iFingrU

Tuesday, May 12th, 2009

We all miss Ze Frank’s daily video show but occasionally he puts up a fresh gem on his blog.

Here’s his iPhone app: iFingrU

Cheers.


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