Dusty Ayres
Commodore
You’re 17. You’re busy with your computer, your pager, your cell phone. Doing what comes naturally. You play games. You share information. You explore, imagine and invent. You use the tools at hand. You cut, you paste, you copy, you surf, you talk, you link, you download, you upload, you remix, you mash-up, you code. It’s your culture. You’re having fun. You’re learning. You’re working. You’re creating your world.
Then your dad, your teacher, your boss arrives and suddenly the script gets flipped. He watches and sputters as he sees you steal, conspire, loot, ruin and attack. Nothing’s changed. You’re still doing what comes naturally, but suddenly the handcuffs are out, the lawyers are at the door, the judge is weighing the evidence. Are you a kid or a criminal? Or a kid and a criminal?
Now inflate this picture by a factor of a million, or a 100 million or more. Because the size of connected culture is staggering. We send 100 billion email messages every day! Ask yourself: What happens to the American economy if copyright is obliterated by cut-and-paste culture? Sounds to me like a good excuse for a Bush-style war. But who, exactly, would be the enemy? Who are the copyright terrorists, who are the pirates? That’s right, the kids.
The Copyright Wars of 2017