I'm sick of all these young people just boogeying around, wasting their lives, you know.
What is right, what is wrong, how can anyone say? I view very, very, few things as Right with a capital R.
If security were all that mattered, computers would never be turned on, let alone hooked into a network with literally millions of potential intruders.
Napster was predicating its business model on violation of copyright.
The whole idea that what is not normal should be kept secret - that's really distasteful to me.
I can write a program that lets you break the copy protection on a music file. But I can't write a program that solders new connections onto a chip for you.
Even if the music industry simply gave away all their music people would complain that they don't have the bandwidth to download all the stuff - the problem would merely shift from availability to distribution.
Sometime I'm going to do an essay called 'The Virtues of Amateurism' for all of those people who wish they earned their living in the arts. The market kills more artistic people than anything else. It's a world of safety out there, for most people. They want safety, the magazines and manufacturers give them safety, give them homogeneity, give them the familiar and comfortable, don't challenge them.
After all, man is a complicated being, why should he be explainable by logic?
If you happen to fall in love with someone in another race, it's more difficult, because you have to translate yourself.
Gentlemen don't read each other's mail.