Android, the guy who is worth BILLIONS and has the longest running Broadway show (still going on, too), stood on a few phone books in a court, and bleated "No fair!"
About what?
About (ha ha ho ho hee hee) "fair use." Actual FAIR USE.
It's been determined that in these lax-ative times, anyone can take anyone's shit and parody it. At worst, you have to pay to license the music.
"NO!" squeals little piglet Android, wetting himself. "Not when it comes to MY shit!"
Android Wetter has ALL the money, so he can bankrupt anyone with litigation. So the opposition crumbles.
I can't see why anyone would spend good money just to hear catty, faggy parodies about the Kuntrashian twats. But if faggots want to hear "Meowmeries" about Kim, Khloe and Kunty or whoever, is it really skin off Android's pussy?
How is he being "damaged" here? Isn't he MAKING MORE MONEY if he's getting paid for the music?
How lucky it is for maybe a dozen or so songwriters on the planet, that they can intimidate anyone into demanding permission to parody or even COVER one of their songs.
Everyone else, Dear Yoko, can do nothing but go on Twitter and peep "DMCA laws are antiquated."
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