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Bonus: Many opaque systems would have to be aired in an open court room to ascertain whether their invariants do, in fact, survive scrutiny.
edit: gender neutral language
b) As I said, the effect for the vast majority of artists would be quite the opposite of negligible.
Have you joined a support group for families with special needs kids?
There's no substitute for interactions with other folk in a similar position to yours.
Disclosure: Two difficult kids, no outside support while they were growing up. Seven years ago, around the time our eldest moved out, our youngest had their first hospitalization for a psychotic episode and is now formally diagnosed as schizophrenic. Loving them ain't ever been easy and it's meant giving up on most of our personal ambitions but I wouldn't want either of them out of my life even if you put a gun to my head.
It would also make the economics of streaming viable for the majority of artists rather than the small pool of folk raking in the bulk of the money.
But February made me shiver, With every update I'd deliver, Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one more step.
I can't remember if I cried When I read about macOS's final stride, But something touched me deep inside, The day the macOS died.
(Chorus) So, bye, bye to my dev environment high, Drove my MacBook to the server but the server was dry, Them good ol' boys were coding Unix and Python, Singing, "This'll be the day that I'm cryin', This'll be the day that I'm cryin'."
(Verse 2) Did you write the code of love, And do you have faith in God above, If the Terminal tells you so? Now, do you believe in open source, Can Swift save your mortal course, And can you teach me how to code real slow?
Well, I know that you're in love with Xcode, 'Cause I saw you dancing in the App Store. You both kicked off your shoes, Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.
I was a lonely teenage coding hack, With a pink MacBook and a Java stack, But I knew I was out of luck, The day the macOS died.
(Chorus) I started singing, "Bye, bye to my dev environment high, Drove my MacBook to the server but the server was dry, Them good ol' boys were coding Unix and Python, Singing, "This'll be the day that I'm cryin', This'll be the day that I'm cryin'."
(Bridge) Oh, Steve Jobs, where have you gone? Your vision faded, lost in the dawn, Leaving us adrift in a sea of doubt. Can't we turn back the hands of time? Restore the macOS of its prime, And bring back the days we can't live without?
(Chorus) But it's bye, bye to the macOS we knew, No more creating our dreams anew, Them good ol' days now just a distant cry, Singing, "This'll be the day that we sigh, This'll be the day that we sigh."
(Outro) So let's raise a toast to what once was, To the macOS that inspired us, Though it's gone, its memory will never die. Singing, "This'll be the day that we sigh, This'll be the day that we sigh."
Credits: The inventors of the Generative Pre-trained Transformer and all the folk who created its training data.
Until they fix that, the rest of us will always have better options than that.
Knowing the deep aversion to risk the owners of these companies have I guess it would only take one successful ruling to discourage pretty much the whole market and significantly reset house prices.
Private landlords would take a bit more finagling given that renters also dream of one day owning multiple homes they can rent out but maybe one could sweeten the pot by finding ways to help folk retire more easily?
Implementing this may take winning a national election and a non-trivial amount of social engineering but it's not like it hasn't been done before in other places at other times.
I do like your ideas.
That said, if I was looking for someone in the music biz I'd start with people I know they've worked with in the past because they're often more accessible.
When I'm trying to have a conversation and someone keeps trying to finish my sentences for me!
If you've ever been in a riot you'll know it's impossible to argue with people once the looting frenzy takes hold.
Maybe once the dust settles we can see what's left over and finally have a serious conversation about protecting our artistic commons against future incursions?
In the meantime I'm just going to leave you with this:
The next time someone tries to convince you that the existence of _any_ black box somehow negates your creative ownership of your work, ask them this:
"Have you ever created any art of your own?"
The responses are illuminating.
What the hell is everyone smoking? Is there no systemic awareness left in the world?
Edit: Practice systemic awareness. This was not a throwaway comment.
* Smart people make things that work.
* Smart money helps make thing that works scale.
* With money comes MBA's to manage budgets.
* Thing that works eventually reaches natural scale.
* MBA's only know money, not how to make new things that work and grow.
* Investors need compounded returns so only fast future growth is interesting.
* So given that profits are steady but fast growth has stopped and MBA's don't know how to create new growth there is now only one option to keep growth going: Cut costs.
* First wave of cost cutting is company community participation.
* Second wave are any project or product making less money than the most profitable product.
* Then goes worker perks & treats.
Finally, the only place left to cut costs is in the salary budget i.e. jobs.
At this point the company goes into long-term maintenance mode and smart money starts looking around again at what everyone who left or got laid off has been doing with their spare time.
Hard pass.
Folk computing for me is a hardware/software layer stripped off the commercial abstractions that hide the inherent simplicity of the medium.
v1.0: You should be disbarred for using our product and assuming the output would make any sense whatsoever.