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Clark Ashton Smith, The Crawling Chaos, Artistry

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Bow down, I am the emperor of dreams. - Clark Ashton Smith
my pre-ramble… :-)

Letter From Clark Ashton Smith About Crawling Chaos And Art - April 14th, 1937

Letter From Clark Ashton Smith About Crawling Chaos And Art

While doing some link rot checking using the Broken Link Checker plugin I came across this old post which is about an old edited letter from Clark Ashton Smith (CAS) to August Derluth.

A screenshot is at left – click to enlarge or see the original here.  CAS tells about the creation of The Crawling Chaos by the two authors, showing a natural deference for his friend, Howard Phillips Lovecraft (HPL).

Some people may know that CAS also sculpted, from soapstone if my memory is correct.  The letter mentions some of this, but mainly describes a gripe that all artists have – now, quoting directly from CAS, emphasised & paragraphed for web clarity by me…

I am pleased to hear that the sculptures continue to attract so much favorable attention. I am writing to Sloane, and offering him a copy of The Double Shadow if he hasn’t seen it. . . . On second thought, I’ll mail him an inscribed one anyway.

As to a volume of my stuff, I suppose there is no harm in trying, It makes me pretty sick to remember that at least five publishers asked HPL to submit story-material for a possible book and then turned it down.

It is curious how ready people are to admit the worth of a writer after he is dead, and how goddamned cautious they are about it while he remains alive. Death seems to bring about a sort of crystallization, so to speak. . . .

As for me. I am pretty tough, and come of a hardy and long-lived ancestry. I’ll survive my present difficulties. What the future holds, I am not sure. But I have made up my mind to quit California at the earliest possible date.

Plugging Away

So CAS just kept plugging away.  He never had any money, yet mysteriously, I’ve read nearly all his stuff!!  The bulk of this was some time ago when Panther published stacks of compilations by HPL, CAS and many others.  But, just as CAS mused, he was dead by the time I read them…

The original issues had wonderfully mystical, sometimes horrible, artwork by Bruce Pennington….

Crawling Chaos

When the band (The Crawling Chaos) was formed, it was just Jeff Crowe, Keith Wear & myself.  We all read and devoured everything to do with The Cthulu Mythos – and more! [e.g for myself it led me to Lord Dunsany, Robert Heinlein, Frederik Pohl, Philip K Dick, Daniel Keyes & the rest of SF]

Genius Loci cover

Genius Loci cover

In particular, since there’s only a few folks that now know this, Keith took it upon himself to copy the whole Bruce Pennington cover for the 1st Panther book version of CAS’s Genius Loci.

I scanned my book some time ago and cleaned away the title etc just leaving the work. That’s it, left.

Bedroom Wall

So…….Keith copied the key guts of the thing onto his bedroom wall in Ashington!  The whole wall…

You can see his copy as part of the cover for our first recorded output, Magnum Innoninandum (sic) here:

Crawling Chaos - Magnum Innoninandum (cassette cover)

Crawling Chaos – Magnum Innoninandum (cassette cover)

The original (nicked at Tynemouth) drumkit is there as well as the really noisy HH amp, Jeff’s record player, speakers & discs on the floorof his mum’s living room. Keith did the cover.

The Black Abbott of Puthuum

Genius Loci also includes one of my favourite CAS passages in the description of the Black Abbott.  (I think my favourite story has to be “The Coming of the White Worm“, but that’s for another time).  Anyway, here’s the bit about the black abbott blokey…

To add to their distress, the terrain grew rougher and steeper, and they climbed acclivitous hillsides and went down endlessly into drear valleys. Anon they came to a flat, open, pebbly space. There, all at once, it seemed that the pandemonium of evil noises drew back on every hand, receding and fading into faint, dubious whispers that died at a vast remove. Simultaneously, the circling night thinned out, and a few stars shone in the welkin, and the sharp-spined hills of the desert loomed starkly against a vermilion afterglow. The travelers paused and peered wonderingly at one another in a gloom that was no more than that of natural twilight.

“What new devilry is this?” asked Cushara, hardly daring to believe that the hellish leaguers had vanished.

“I know not,” said the archer, who was staring into the dusk.” “But here, mayhap, is one of the devils.”

The others now saw that a muffled figure was approaching them, bearing a lit lantern made of some kind of translucent horn. At some distance behind the figure, lights appeared suddenly in a square dark mass which none of the party had discerned before. This mass was evidently a large building with many windows.

The figure, drawing near, was revealed by the dim yellowish lantern as a black man of immense girth and tallness, garbed in a voluminous robe of saffron such as was worn by certain monkish orders, and crowned with the two-horned purple hat of an abbot. He was indeed a singular and unlooked-for apparition: for if any monasteries existed amid the barren reaches of Izdrel, they were hidden and unknown to the world. Zobal, however, searching his memory, recalled a vague tradition he had once heard concerning a chapter of negro monks that had flourished in Yoros many centuries ago. The chapter had long been extinct, and the very site of its monastery was forgotten. Nowadays there were few blacks anywhere in the kingdom, other than those who did duty as eunuchs guarding the seraglios of nobles and rich merchants

The animals began to display a certain uneasiness at the stranger’s approach.

“Who art thou?” challenged Cushara, his fingers tightening on the haft of his weapon.

The black man grinned capaciously, showing rows of discolored teeth whose incisors were like those of a wild dog. His enormous unctuous jowls were creased by the grin into folds of amazing number and volume; and his eyes, deeply slanted and close together, seemed to wink perpetually in pouches that shook like ebon jellies. His nostrils flared prodigiously; his purple, rubbery lips drooled and quivered, and he licked them with a fat, red, salacious tongue before replying to Cushara’s question. [isn’t this bit amazing? – SP]

“I am Ujuk, abbot of the monastery of Puthuum,” he said, in a thick voice of such extraordinary volume that it appeared almost to issue from the earth under his feet. “Methinks the night has overtaken you far from the route of travelers. I bid you welcome to our hospitality.”

So, buy the book, or read the whole story here.

Bow down: I am the emperor of dreams?

(clue – “The Hashish Eater”)
Bow down: I am the emperor of dreams;
I crown me with the million-colored sun
Of secret worlds incredible, and take
Their trailing skies for vestment when I soar….

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It’s Time to Move

Introduction

  • So it’s time to move…
  • It’s time to get down with it…
  • It’s time to testify..
  • …and I want to know…
  • ARE YOU READY TO TESTIFY?
  • Brothers and sisters…
  • I give you..
  • A testimonial…
  • The MC5!

With a vague resemblance to my personal life and status, and a bit like “technology mirroring life”, this domain will shortly be getting legs and pushing off to a new webhost.

I’ve become increasingly frustrated at the continuing dropouts and waits from my current host, ixWebhosting.  They were okay when I first started on this yabberring into space life, but now, in a typical pitmatic Northumberland phrase, it’s become:

Hard to Bear

This phrase closely mirrors my personal status – initial relationship,bright hopes for the future, increasing frustration, hard to bear – but I’ll leave it at that.

Webhosting

Funnily enough, while checking through the many hosting companies, one in particular made me quake somewhat.  This one is BlueHost.  It looked okay until I saw the address as:

Bluehost Inc.
1958 South 950 East
Provo, UT 84606

Now they may be all fine and dandy, but I’ve seen some pretty dodgy shit hanging around UTAH over the last three months.  It’s not all fresh air and snowy mountains by a long chalk  I can tell you,  after my numerous investigations into Google Treasure Chest and other related scams…  So they are out!

Search Problems

Finding a new web hosting service is a bit like Russian Roulette, actually.  It’s almost as bad as the Google scammers as virtually all reviews are loaded and/or fictional.  Honest truth is very hard to find.  The only way to tell is to jump in and test the boiling snake oil!

So what I have done, is to check hosts from sites that I “trust” and use, making a mental check of any downtimes I’ve come across and noting the general speed of these sites, as that’s important.  (I know my site is overloaded with crap, but hey – I hate chucking stuff out!)

So I’ve plumped for Site5.   Only time will tell if I’ve made the right choice.  It’s servers are in Texas but it’s registered in Colorado – yeeHaH

I’ve got a while to play with stuff.  The backend user interface is totally different to the current setup so it’s another learning experience for me.  The only bit the same is phpAdmin, although they use a newer version with a claimed 50Meg upload size for database imports!

Then it’s a question of copying files, setting FTP, setting emails, setting up databases, installing WordPress, re-jigging wp-config for better security and finally, changing the DNS pointers etc at my domain name registrar.  Maybe I’ll move all images to another domain for faster page loading…?

So I won’t be posting much while I’m doing this, and hopefully, with a nice bit of luck on top of my planning, the site won’t be down for too long while waiting for domain propagation….  Watch this space!

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A Military Way out of The Credit Crunch

Willie Sutton

Willie Sutton

Willie Sutton

In a curious parallel with the Great Depression when many millions lost their homes and money, I’m reminded about the phrase reputedly said by a USA bank robber of the time, and how it could equally well be applied to our current predicament….

When asked “Mr Sutton, why do you rob banks?”, he is supposed to have said;

…..because that’s where the money is.

More likely as a real attributed saying is this one, about his gun-toting while robbing banks;

You can’t rob a bank on charm and personality

Both quotes I’ll come to later…(SP)

Brown, Obama and the Western Dilemma about ‘Business as Usual’ (BAU)

The trouble with a return to the ‘BAU scenario is that all the old bad habits will return along with an even faster return to a fossil-carbon dominated society with all the climate problems in tow.  Today on the Number 10 website, toothless PM Brown of the UK is re-iterating his mantra of the past few months;

Banks must start lending again – PM

Of course, we own the banks and in reality there’s absolutely nothing to stop them.  The ideal solution out of the ‘lack of credit’ predicament has been passed over, unfortunately….

The best solution would have been to give every citizen of the UK, every man, woman and child, an equal share of the money that’s been used to bail out the corrupt and incompetent bankers.

  • Some people would have frittered it – just like the bankers!  But those people would stimulate the economy with their spending.  And the receivers of the cash all cash up, in banks!
  • Some would use it to pay off loans and mortgages – so the banks would get the money anyway and those people would have more to spend.
  • The parents of minors would have had to invest it in their name, in the banks… –  so the banks get the money again, ready to lend to businesses etc.

As I say, the point has passed, but it would have been a win-win situation, unlike now where we still have to pay, both in loans and in higher future taxes.  The only winners are the incompetent and crooked bankers and other money spivs.

Which brings me back to,

A Military Way out of The Credit Crunch

Because all of the missing money, the money that we’ve had to give to the banks to pay for their losses, it’s all had to have gone somewhere.  Like the Zimbabwe ladies in the news today or the wealthy Nigerians of my wife’s experience; like crooked Stanford and Madoff, the money has gone offshore.  To places like The Cayman’s, Lichtenstein, Luxembourg, Bermuda, Belize, Switzerland.

A much better, less bloodthirsty and legal use of our supposed military might in the West would be to retrieve all our stolen money (don’t forget the Enron billions, Lazards etc etc etc) and pay a nice visit to these offshore havens, packed to the gizzards with siphoned off tax and stolen drug money as well as the proceeds of the biggest frauds the world has ever seen.  As Willie Sutton said;

You can’t rob a bank on charm and personality

If Regan could manage Grenada I’m sure Obama and Brown have a mandate to pay a visit to some or preferably all of the above.  You know it makes sense and it’s the only sure way to inject some money into the system.

It’s certainly cheaper than alienating yet more Pakistanis pursuing the ghostly Taliban all over the world.

Conclusion

Of course, all the world’s leaders have probably got their stashes tied up in these places.  Berlesconi comes to mind…..   So I can’t see it happening although it’s an easy, do-able solution to the recent financial meltdown.

To re-quote Willie Sutton – why go and raid the Cayman Island banks and Lichtenstein etc?

because that’s where the money is!!!

And it’s OUR money!!!

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Obama, BBC China sniping and Guantanamo First Act

Chinese Censorship:

As part of the BBCs “take” on the international views on the new, 44th President of the United States, their China correspondent Michael Bristow has reported that his inauguration speech was censored in China.

Apparently, the English version on the Xinghua News site is okay, but the Chinese version for the locals has several bits lopped out.

Well I don’t know about the technology and if it too is blocked, but the Chinese have hit a bummer here.  I just wonder if there’s anything in place to stop a Chinese person copying the English text and whacking it into a translator such as the one on this website or the Google Translated version here?  It’s just a thought.   They should stop being so paranoid and have confidence in their situation.

Another thought is that because English is the language of commerce and so much commerce now comes from China, there will be millions of Chinese who are perfectly capable of reading the English version of the speech from a myriad of places….      Unfortunately, my Chinese knowledge is zero so I can’t vouch for the accuracy of any translations…but I’m English!  It’s what we do!  ;-)

Guantanamo First Act:

As for our common defence, we reject as false the choice between our safety and our ideals. Our founding fathers, faced with perils we can scarcely imagine, drafted a charter to assure the rule of law and the rights of man, a charter expanded by the blood of generations. Those ideals still light the world, and we will not give them up for expedience’s sake.

Before he’s even had time to change his socks Obama has called a halt to the Guantanamo proceedings – that scourge against the “rule of law and freedom” that Obama mentioned so effectively yesterday (quote to right).  So within 12 hours, he’s sent a signal around the world that the rampant hypocrisy of the previous near-decade has come to an end and has got to change.

Wonderful.


Obama’s Speech, in Full – for any Chinese Reading!

My fellow citizens:

I stand here today humbled by the task before us, grateful for the trust you have bestowed, mindful of the sacrifices borne by our ancestors. I thank President Bush for his service to our nation, as well as the generosity and co-operation he has shown throughout this transition.

Forty-four Americans have now taken the presidential oath. The words have been spoken during rising tides of prosperity and the still waters of peace. Yet, every so often the oath is taken amidst gathering clouds and raging storms.

At these moments, America has carried on not simply because of the skill or vision of those in high office, but because we, the people, have remained faithful to the ideals of our forbearers, and true to our founding documents.

So it has been. So it must be with this generation of Americans.

That we are in the midst of crisis is now well understood. Our nation is at war, against a far-reaching network of violence and hatred. Our economy is badly weakened, a consequence of greed and irresponsibility on the part of some, but also our collective failure to make hard choices and prepare the nation for a new age. Homes have been lost; jobs shed; businesses shuttered. Our health care is too costly; our schools fail too many; and each day brings further evidence that the ways we use energy strengthen our adversaries and threaten our world.

We have chosen hope over fear, unity of purpose over conflict and discord

These are the indicators of crisis, subject to data and statistics. Less measurable but no less profound is a sapping of confidence across our land – a nagging fear that America’s decline is inevitable, and that the next generation must lower its sights.

Today I say to you that the challenges we face are real. They are serious and they are many. They will not be met easily or in a short span of time. But know this, America – they will be met.

On this day, we gather because we have chosen hope over fear, unity of purpose over conflict and discord.

On this day, we come to proclaim an end to the petty grievances and false promises, the recriminations and worn out dogmas, that for far too long have strangled our politics.

We remain a young nation, but in the words of scripture, the time has come to set aside childish things. The time has come to reaffirm our enduring spirit; to choose our better history; to carry forward that precious gift, that noble idea, passed on from generation to generation: the God-given promise that all are equal, all are free, and all deserve a chance to pursue their full measure of happiness.

In reaffirming the greatness of our nation, we understand that greatness is never a given. It must be earned. Our journey has never been one of short-cuts or settling for less. It has not been the path for the faint-hearted – for those who prefer leisure over work, or seek only the pleasures of riches and fame. Rather, it has been the risk-takers, the doers, the makers of things – some celebrated but more often men and women obscure in their labour, who have carried us up the long, rugged path towards prosperity and freedom.

For us, they packed up their few worldly possessions and travelled across oceans in search of a new life.

For us, they toiled in sweatshops and settled the West; endured the lash of the whip and ploughed the hard earth.

For us, they fought and died, in places like Concord and Gettysburg; Normandy and Khe Sahn.

Time and again these men and women struggled and sacrificed and worked till their hands were raw so that we might live a better life. They saw America as bigger than the sum of our individual ambitions; greater than all the differences of birth or wealth or faction.

The state of the economy calls for action, bold and swift

This is the journey we continue today. We remain the most prosperous, powerful nation on earth. Our workers are no less productive than when this crisis began. Our minds are no less inventive, our goods and services no less needed than they were last week or last month or last year. Our capacity remains undiminished. But our time of standing pat, of protecting narrow interests and putting off unpleasant decisions – that time has surely passed. Starting today, we must pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and begin again the work of remaking America.

For everywhere we look, there is work to be done. The state of the economy calls for action, bold and swift, and we will act – not only to create new jobs, but to lay a new foundation for growth. We will build the roads and bridges, the electric grids and digital lines that feed our commerce and bind us together. We will restore science to its rightful place, and wield technology’s wonders to raise health care’s quality and lower its cost. We will harness the sun and the winds and the soil to fuel our cars and run our factories. And we will transform our schools and colleges and universities to meet the demands of a new age. All this we can do. All this we will do.

Now, there are some who question the scale of our ambitions – who suggest that our system cannot tolerate too many big plans. Their memories are short. For they have forgotten what this country has already done; what free men and women can achieve when imagination is joined to common purpose, and necessity to courage.

What the cynics fail to understand is that the ground has shifted beneath them – that the stale political arguments that have consumed us for so long no longer apply.

The question we ask today is not whether our government is too big or too small, but whether it works – whether it helps families find jobs at a decent wage, care they can afford, a retirement that is dignified. Where the answer is yes, we intend to move forward. Where the answer is no, programs will end. And those of us who manage the public’s dollars will be held to account – to spend wisely, reform bad habits, and do our business in the light of day – because only then can we restore the vital trust between a people and their government.

Nor is the question before us whether the market is a force for good or ill. Its power to generate wealth and expand freedom is unmatched, but this crisis has reminded us that without a watchful eye, the market can spin out of control – that a nation cannot prosper long when it favours only the prosperous. The success of our economy has always depended not just on the size of our gross domestic product, but on the reach of our prosperity; on the ability to extend opportunity to every willing heart – not out of charity, but because it is the surest route to our common good.

As for our common defence, we reject as false the choice between our safety and our ideals. Our founding fathers, faced with perils we can scarcely imagine, drafted a charter to assure the rule of law and the rights of man, a charter expanded by the blood of generations. Those ideals still light the world, and we will not give them up for expedience’s sake. And so to all other peoples and governments who are watching today, from the grandest capitals to the small village where my father was born: know that America is a friend of each nation and every man, woman, and child who seeks a future of peace and dignity, and we are ready to lead once more.

Recall that earlier generations faced down fascism and communism not just with missiles and tanks, but with the sturdy alliances and enduring convictions. They understood that our power alone cannot protect us, nor does it entitle us to do as we please. Instead, they knew that our power grows through its prudent use; our security emanates from the justness of our cause, the force of our example, the tempering qualities of humility and restraint.

We are the keepers of this legacy. Guided by these principles once more, we can meet those new threats that demand even greater effort – even greater cooperation and understanding between nations. We will begin to responsibly leave Iraq to its people, and forge a hard-earned peace in Afghanistan. With old friends and former foes, we will work tirelessly to lessen the nuclear threat, and roll back the spectre of a warming world. We will not apologise for our way of life, nor will we waver in its defence, and for those who seek to advance their aims by inducing terror and slaughtering innocents, we say to you now that our spirit is stronger and cannot be broken; you cannot outlast us, and we will defeat you.

For we know that our patchwork heritage is a strength, not a weakness. We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus – and non-believers. We are shaped by every language and culture, drawn from every end of this earth; and because we have tasted the bitter swill of civil war and segregation, and emerged from that dark chapter stronger and more united, we cannot help but believe that the old hatreds shall someday pass; that the lines of tribe shall soon dissolve; that as the world grows smaller, our common humanity shall reveal itself; and that America must play its role in ushering in a new era of peace.

To the Muslim world, we seek a new way forward, based on mutual interest and mutual respect. To those leaders around the globe who seek to sow conflict, or blame their society’s ills on the West – know that your people will judge you on what you can build, not what you destroy. To those who cling to power through corruption and deceit and the silencing of dissent, know that you are on the wrong side of history; but that we will extend a hand if you are willing to unclench your fist.

To the people of poor nations, we pledge to work alongside you to make your farms flourish and let clean waters flow; to nourish starved bodies and feed hungry minds. And to those nations like ours that enjoy relative plenty, we say we can no longer afford indifference to suffering outside our borders; nor can we consume the world’s resources without regard to effect. For the world has changed, and we must change with it.

As we consider the road that unfolds before us, we remember with humble gratitude those brave Americans who, at this very hour, patrol far-off deserts and distant mountains. They have something to tell us, just as the fallen heroes who lie in Arlington whisper through the ages. We honour them not only because they are guardians of our liberty, but because they embody the spirit of service; a willingness to find meaning in something greater than themselves. And yet, at this moment – a moment that will define a generation – it is precisely this spirit that must inhabit us all.

For as much as government can do and must do, it is ultimately the faith and determination of the American people upon which this nation relies. It is the kindness to take in a stranger when the levees break, the selflessness of workers who would rather cut their hours than see a friend lose their job which sees us through our darkest hours. It is the firefighter’s courage to storm a stairway filled with smoke, but also a parent’s willingness to nurture a child, that finally decides our fate.

Our challenges may be new. The instruments with which we meet them may be new. But those values upon which our success depends – honesty and hard work, courage and fair play, tolerance and curiosity, loyalty and patriotism – these things are old. These things are true. They have been the quiet force of progress throughout our history. What is demanded then is a return to these truths.

What is required of us now is a new era of responsibility – a recognition, on the part of every American, that we have duties to ourselves, our nation, and the world, duties that we do not grudgingly accept but rather seize gladly, firm in the knowledge that there is nothing so satisfying to the spirit, so defining of our character, than giving our all to a difficult task.

This is the price and the promise of citizenship.

This is the source of our confidence – the knowledge that God calls on us to shape an uncertain destiny.

This is the meaning of our liberty and our creed – why men and women and children of every race and every faith can join in celebration across this magnificent mall, and why a man whose father less than 60 years ago might not have been served at a local restaurant can now stand before you to take a most sacred oath.

So let us mark this day with remembrance, of who we are and how far we have travelled. In the year of America’s birth, in the coldest of months, a small band of patriots huddled by dying campfires on the shores of an icy river. The capital was abandoned. The enemy was advancing. The snow was stained with blood. At a moment when the outcome of our revolution was most in doubt, the father of our nation ordered these words be read to the people:

“Let it be told to the future world… that in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive… that the city and the country, alarmed at one common danger, came forth to meet [it].”

America. In the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our hardship, let us remember these timeless words. With hope and virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents, and endure what storms may come. Let it be said by our children’s children that when we were tested we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God’s grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations.

Thank you. God bless you. And God bless the United States of America.

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Not all Pirates Win, but Most Do!

Two news items this week display the different fortunes of different sorts of pirate.

T´ Jolly Roger, aye.

Jolly Roger

First we have a Pirate ‘washes ashore with cash’ from Monday when the Somali pirates en route home from collecting their ransom for the Sirius Star super-tanker capsized.  Most swam ashore without the loot, one kept the loot and drowned – his family now have $150,000 drying on washing lines…

The Pirate Bay in Makarska, CroatiaSecond, we have the statistics produced by the International Federation of the Phonographic Industry (IFPI) who have said that the music Pirates win music download battle.  This is something that I’ve mentioned several times in these pages i.e. the issue of copyright theft, usually with reference to Crawling Chaos.  However, it extends far, far beyond this.

Initially, (and still is), it was a case of everyone wanting (and being able to get) something for nothing.  This has effectively made all music totally disposable as it’s seen to be value-less.  This is confirmed by the IFPI estimate that 95% of music is un-paid-for (copied) nowadays.  Bizarrely, when the word “pirate” is bandied around it is usually applied to Joe Public.  In reality though, Joe Public is increasingly made to pay for these “free” downloads of cracked music and software by various social engineering means….  e.g. for anyone that’s checked or used these places, it’s becoming common for users;

  • to be “registered” (whatever that means)
  • to pay a premium for “pro” download speeds (whatever that means)
  • to pay to maintain the “service” – “to our customers”… ditto above …
  • to “check out our partners” – which invariably lead to shadier and dodgier places

I’m sure many people have seen this stuff – and all to get “free” music or games.  So the real pirates are increasingly big business – the type of big business that doesn’t pay taxes and the type that usually asks you to pay for protection.  The type that trancends national boundaries and will do anything to extort money from everyone.  Moving with the times, they’ve now bought up the script kiddies who’ve grown up, to control the computer botnets, corrupt software and infect everyone with trojans, worms, keyloggers and other malware to siphon off cash from anyone.  A wonderful delivery method is through software (or music) that people will willingly download…. Today’s latest is that 3 million have been hit by a windows worm!

So the pirates are the big mafia types, in no way different to the cut-throats of old.

As with everything in life, there is no such thing as a free lunch, and someone will have to pay somehow at some point.  And like the Somali pirates found out, sometimes the costs are pretty high.  For music, it’s performers and the public, the old model has changed, just don’t expect everything to be always present, ready to consume, in future.  Sustainability is a term usually applied to “the environment” but equally, it applies to everything in life, including music production and choice.  It applies to having sustained easy access to a PC and the internet.  Even these simple acts are becoming more fraught with technical and political obstacles being raised to counter the “terrorist threat”.

All these things, while being different in their effect or original intention, are all connected to the whole “computer thing” because that is the delivery method.   Like the air, we all have to breathe it.  If you want to access the internet, you access it via a technology not a device, because the same underlying technology is behind all devices from mobile phones to internet banking servers.

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