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There's been a lot of talk about copyright and censorship issues on the intertrons lately. SOPA, PIPA, ACTA ... people are angry that governments are trying to censor them. They don't want to be censored, and have provided a lot of arguments to argue why censorship is a terrible idea.
One argument that pops up a lot goes like this:

'Regardless of how bad it is, copyright enforcement through censorship won't work because geeks will find a way around it'.

And it certainly is true that there are a lot of smart people around to invent new ways of circumventing censorship. But this misses the real point. It doesn't matter if you can build a way to circumvent censorship - in the grand scheme of things, it won't matter. The rest of this post explains why this is the case.
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1969, My Lai, Vietnam:
"if we ever shoot any civilians, we should go ahead and plant a hand grenade on them" source


2010, Maywand, Afghanistan:
"Morlock planted a grenade near the corpse to make it appear as if the victim attacked first" Source

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Spam poetry.
The bane of our existence.

But very poetic even so:
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I’d cook breakfast
In a slip dress
While coiling the curly wire

Of the landline
In between my fingertips

Knowing that this:

This is a conversation.
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Something really smart is happening on the internet right now.

"Because this is the older generation’s crippling hangup with their alleged “thinking machines.” When computers first shoved their way into analog reality, they came surrounded by a host of poetic metaphors. Cybernetic devices were clearly much more than mere motors and engines, so they were anthropomorphized and described as having “thought,” “memory,” and nowadays “sight” and “hearing.” Those metaphors are deceptive. These are the mental chains of the old aesthetic, these are the iron bars of oppression we cannot see."


Bruce Sterling in his essay on The New Aesthetic.
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I think the price of mittens and scarves just went up in hell.

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THIS IS WHAT MY FACE SOUNDS LIKE.

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«Il était une fois un petit prince qui habitait une planète à peine plus grande que lui, et qui avait besoin d’une amie… »

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‘Helloooooo ladies.

Why yes, you are allowed to touch my mullet.’