napster is up and down upanddownupanddownupanddownupanddown... today. but it is not gone.
i fear it will be, though. they ask us to press our congresspersons to support the movement, to express our napster-devotions to record companies, and to stay connected and keep napster running on our computers. the last i will do. hell, i religiously practiced the seti 'distributed processing' thing for a long time. and if i am going to be religious about it, the napster thing is much more a part of my world and closer to my heart than ET.
And the world will be better for this
That one man stormed and covered with scars
Still strove with his last ounce of courage
To reach the unreachable star
from Impossible Dream
but these things -- persuit of hope and the love of song -- are the politics of the muse and quite alien to politicians and businesses. indeed the muse is anathema to the music industry. so i fear for napster;
shawn fanning has become a
don quixote for me, and has revealed to me the beauty of his dulcinea, music. which, for some reason, i never really noticed before. i fear for the impossible dream.
yet, i hope...
