Thursday, June 20, 2002

The Great Inner Something

Gosh, I was quite in a mood yesterday. Am reading my some of my old bloggers and it seems I can really work myself up into quite a funk. Especially over such things as music which, if you were to meet me, you would realize how unimportant it really is to my well-being. Don't get me wrong, I love to listen to tunes. I do it almost all the time. Always have the radio on, the headphones on, or the stereo blaring. But, I really do not care so much about the Recording Industry of America, the suits at the record company, "artists' rights" or any of that. I just enjoy the music. I suppose that this is part of the joy of having a blogger. You can rant and rave and vent and get it off your chest. Then go on and enjoy life for what it is. A box of chocolates would be really nice right about now actually.

Ken has told me that he has taken down his blogger. That's too bad. I enjoy having mine around, even though I do not update it on a regular basis, so I will keep it. I'm certain that it's destined to become a dead end on the ever-growing internet. I don't care. I'm going to enjoy it while it lasts. It's my last bastion of guilty pleasure. You can't have it and, damn it, I'm going to enjoy it. I shall enjoy every morsel if it's very being. Savoring the way the web can work if you just let it be it and not try to mold it into something it's not. Even being a "real" programmer doesn't stop me from blogging. GUIs aren't all bad and sometimes it's the simple things in life that can give you the most pleasure. Like gummy bears, starry nights, tennis shoes and shorts on a hot summer's day. And a great new car that goes zoom zoom. I've got the sun on my face, the wind at my back and a cold beer by my side. I'm determined to enjoy it.

I've a friend who says that I maintain a "deep inner peace." He's right. I do. I can feel it coming back again after a bit of an absence. Glad to see you come back, buddy. Missed you while you were gone. The job market's picking up, I've plenty of friends, a web site that I enjoy posting to (my own little world!), I'm relatively healthy, not rich but happy. Hey, I'm intent on making the most of what I've got and enjoying the things I have. I didn't win the lotto but I can't really say I'd know what to do with 50 million dollars anyway. I'd probably just pay some bills, buy a new pair of shoes, and live the same way I do now. Some dreams come, not with a price, but with practice and patience and the glory of worlds unknown.

If that's not "inner peace" I don't know what it is. Perhaps I suffer from too much contentment. Bah! I say.

Get out, stay in, enjoy the coffee, savor the decaf, smell the flowers, pull the weeds. Zoom zoom. Putter about. It's all your call and it's a great inner something to enjoy while it's nipping at you.

Until next time, this is Carol, the Carol in "Carol's Little World" signing off.

Tuesday, June 18, 2002

AudioGalaxy and the State of "New" Media

It seems that AudioGlaxy has been sued by the Recording Industry of Ameria and has been shutdown.

"Horray!" the masses yelled. The beginning of the end for record piracy. But, what about the little guy? The little guy who saves his money, collects his pension, and enjoys a cold beer on Friday night. Why should he have to pay $15 for a CD? Why does this, the same recording industry that supposidly watches out for "artists' rights," not spread the money with the very artists in question? Who are these "suits" who keep all the money? Makes you wonder, doesn't it?

In my opinion (and blogs are, afterall, the very place where we can and should be voicing our opinions), the recording industry got what it deserved and the piracy will continue until the little guy has his way. Don't get me wrong, we don't mind paying for CDs. But, if you continue to gouge us for every last dollar, you should not be surprised that we enter through the back door and take what is rightfully ours anyway.

The thing you really hate, Mr. Record Company Guy, is that I have a good memory. I can remember when CDs first came out.You told us that prices would drop and quality would improve. You told us they would be a "permanent" media that would not wear out. "Never," you said. Well, answer me this, my friend. Why does it cost you $1 to make a CD (with manufacturing costs dropping all the time) but you continue to market them at higher prices? And then you wonder why people are "stealing" them? Maybe we paid $15 for too long and we're sick of you ramming "bubble gum" mass-marketed pop music down our throats at over-inflated prices. Why do they play the same damn 40 songs on the radio all the time? Is payola really dead? Do you think I'm that stupid? Why have you not embraced the same technology that your "users" have? Is it really that difficult?

Wake up and smell the "new media" because it's bitting you in the ass, fool.

Until next time, this is Carol, the Carol in "Carol's Little World" signing off.