Blogging and Copy Right Do we really own our words on the Internet?

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To me this is a puzzling question. In the days before blogging, when words were written securely on paper and the issue of copy right was as easy to deal with as posting your own work to yourself through the mail, we all knew exactly where we stood.

But is it the same today?

Well in theory yes. One should always retain the right to their own intellectual work. No doubt about that, but in practice on the internet,  I don’t see how the ideal of copy right can actually apply.

If I post a poem on my blog site, just  what mechanisms are there in place to prevent someone else from copying and pasting it on to their own blog site or their computer and claiming it as their own?

What if others engage in the age-old literary practice of taking a line from one of my poems and construct their own work from it? Are they stealing  my words? Or are they stealing  my ideas? Or both?

This question has vexed the literary community for years, hence the creation of intellectual Copy Right in the first place.  Yet as far as I’m aware there can be no copy right on ideas, only words that have actually been written.

So Copy Right on the internet can only extend to the written word, but is it even doing that?

I know  the first time I saw one of my own poems cut and pasted onto another’s blog post ,  I was genuinely taken aback.

To be honest it did not make me feel particularly good. Especially considering that the person who had copied it had not left a comment nor notified me in any other way that they had done so.

This left me questioning just how protected are the creative works that any of us  post on the internet?

It also lead me to another broader question which is,  can there really be such a thing as intellectual ownership, if we are prepared to give our words away for free in our blog posts?

When I really thought about it, I came to the conclusion, that as long as my work is always credited back to me, then I’m okay with others copying it.

My rational for this decision in the end was incredibly simple.

If I weren’t posting my poems on the internet, the chances that anyone else would ever  see them would be incredibly slim.

When I really take the time to consider why it is that I continue to write and share my words on the internet, it becomes clear to me that I do so because  I wish to give voice to  my own experiences. The issue of Copy Right in this sense doesn’t really come into it. Although like everyone else I would prefer that credit be given where ever that credit is due.

So I’ve decided, that despite the dubiousness of Copy Right on the internet, I would sooner share my words than remain silent on the issues that affect my life.

The other question that struck me is,  just who am I on the internet anyway?

A faceless name? A pseudonym? A pseudonym, that should anyone choose to look it up, would not lead inexorably back to me, the person behind the words.

Given this, how on earth would the internet pseudonym that is me,  ever be able to  prove ownership of my work anyway?  And if I cannot prove my words are my own then how can I expect to protect them through Copy Right ?

To me the answers to these questions are still unclear.

Although I have seen a few bloggers  trying to address this issue by stating that the works on their blog site are covered by Copy Scape.

Yet when I checked Copy Scape I found that you could simply cut and paste the logo without actually employing the Copy Scape system.  I think the term ‘as safe as houses’ may apply here. I also found that the use of Copy Scape involved a fee (if anyone  reading this is using Copy Scape could you please let me know how effective it is and whether or not you would recommend it?).

So all these questions regarding Copy Right and the overall lack of clarity surrounding their answers, have led me to consider  just what the correct protocol should be when  incorporating another bloggers work into your own blog?

Is it okay to copy and paste  entire works, such as poems, onto your own blog?

Does  providing a name or a  link back to the original author make it okay to reproduce another’s work without prior permission?

Is hitting the  reblog button simply the most ethically correct way to go  when it comes to sharing the works of others?

What method of sharing do you prefer when it comes to others distributing your work?

 

seventhvoice:

This is just so well done… and lets face it….. who among us hasn’t asked this question??? Enjoy = )

Originally posted on Stories by Williams:

You know that song that’s been getting stuck in your head over and over for the last year or so, thanks to viral videos and constant radio exposure? Well, if you’re not thinking of “Somebody That I Used to Know” – the Gotye original that was recently covered and re-popularized by Walk of the Earth – then we are on two completely different wavelengths!

But I’m not here to talk about our psychic disparities. The point is that a group named Teddiefilms has breathed new life into this song and Lucas-bashing by producing a satire of this song. Entitled “The Star Wars That I Used To Know”, this song does an amazing job of capturing fan angst and the spirit of the song. Ably written, performed, and directed in a way that calls to the mind the original video, this parody has it all!

Check it out…

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I Feel Like An Aspie Cat (Cat With Asperger’s Syndrome)

Why do I feel like an Aspie Cat? Well it’s quite simple, or rather complex, depending on you understanding of computers, WordPress and blogging.

Please note that for me this means the answer must be quiet simple, as I have no grasp what so ever of the complexities of either amalgamating, programming or running data scripts.

So in Aspie Cat terms, my WordPress reader thingy isn’t working. This distresses me deeply.  I keep swatting at the like button on all the wonderful posts that I so enjoy reading, but the like icon refuses to stay to blue.

So I swat and sigh and clean  (do the dishes) instead. Then pop my head back up for another try.

But alas…. it’s just not working……  so I’ll just go off now and play with my mouse for a while…..

Or maybe  I’ll try and locate that lost ball of wool…..

Apparently it’s not the only thing with a thread loose…….

 

Word Hugs

Don’t you just love the way a good book can embrace you. Take you in and carry you far, far, away, from the worries of the every day, or reflect some essential truth, hidden in the mist of  daily being?

Words can hug you,

Holding you joyously captive,

Before gently releasing you,

Back into the ebb and flow of life,

Adding always some fresh ingredient,

To the heady worldly  mix,

Of thoughts and feelings,

That eternally surround you.

Words can become life rafts,

Keeping you afloat,

In the ocean of emotions,

That can sometimes threaten,

To drag you under.

Words can hold and hug you,

Keeping you warm and safe,

Becoming a source of nutrients,

Especially when the world outside,

Removes  all semblance,

Of  its grace.

I love finding  authors whose words somehow, always, make you feel as if you are coming home. No matter what the genre. Here are a few authors that always hold me in their words Jane Austen, Mary Shelley,  Virginia Wolf,  Jeanette Winterson, Jenny Diski,   Jodi Picoult, Maeve Binchey,  Stephen Donaldson, Tess Gerritsen, Karen Rose and Karin Slaughter ….. the list quite simply could go on and on…..

Which authors words reach out and hug you?

 

Spice Girls Reunite

Spice Girls in Toronto Air Canada Center.

Valuable contribution to the world or shameless self promotion?

It may be your home, but is it really your house? Exploring the Public Housing Debate.

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In Australia we are lucky. We have a system that provides public housing for those who are unable to afford the private rental market. Well in theory, that’s what it’s there for.

Of late there’s been a lot of discussion as to whether  individuals  who are living in public housing, have the right to remain in properties that may better serve the needs of  those with young families.

The discussion goes as follows:

-In Australia we have a public housing shortage.

-This shortage is seeing those with young families on low or no incomes residing in temporary or short-term emergency accommodation.

-However, there is also a dire shortage of temporary or emergency accommodation due to the long lists of those requiring it while waiting for public housing to become available.

-Some young families are currently living out of friend’s garages, cars, caravans or tents.

-Australia is a country with a demographically aging population.

-Many who are now in public housing are aged 50 years or over. This means that their children have grown up and are typically no longer residing in the house with them.

-Hence we have individuals or couples living in 3 and 4 bedroom homes provided to them by public housing.

-These homes were secured originally as family dwellings when the occupant’s children were younger.

The proposed solution to the public housing crisis is that those individuals or couples who are now living in 3 or 4 bedroom  homes  that they no longer require, should be moved on to smaller public housing  residences in order to provide the current crop of struggling young families housing.

The problem is however, that those already situated within public housing, do not wish to move on from the homes they have lived in for years and in which their own children have grown up.

I can see this debate from both sides. As a child I grew up in public housing and I know first-hand  just how many memories can be attached to a family ‘home’ that is not technically your own.

Yet, also as a child, due to lack of accommodation, my family experienced living in a caravan for 4 months in winter.  It was awful, cold and soul-destroying.  I would never want to do that again and I could not imagine subjecting my own children to that kind of stressful homeless misery.

Now, as an adult, I live next door to a 3 bedroom public housing home. The tenants, a couple in their 50’s, have been there for over 27 years.  Their children are grown up. They both work and whilst they do not own the bricks and mortar they live in, they do indeed own the two 4 wheel drives and two speed boats that fill their lane way.

I have to admit that every time I see a report on the news about a young family being forced to live out of a car I wonder how it is that the couple next door can continue to live in a house far bigger than they actually need, while others who desperately need such accommodation are being told there’s no public housing available for them?

It also strikes me, that if the couple next door can afford 4 wheel drives and speed boats, then surely they can also afford to leave public housing?

So could it now be the case that those who have been receiving public housing for so long, genuinely no longer, actually need it, but rather, simply feel entitled to it?

Could it be that some people receiving  public housing  are abusing the system?

If so how do we stop this practice?

My solution to taking some of the emotion out of this debate is to ask these very simple questions:

If you were renting privately and the landlord chose not to renew your tenancy contract, but instead rent the house to another family, would you be able to refuse to move on the grounds that you did now want too?

Would it legally matter how long you’ve been living in that rental property?

Would viewing that rental property as your home legally prevent a landlord from being able to rent it to someone else?

Should having the income available to rent a private property, but choosing not too out of habit, be considered a legitimate reason to stay in public housing?

The answer to these questions is no.

You could not legally choose to stay in a house that is not yours just because you don’t want to move, have lived in it a long time, or view it as your home.

If the house is not your own, then whilst it may be your home, it is technically not your property.

Therefore I do not understand why choosing to remain in public housing when you have the financial ability not too, is seen as a viable mechanism for out-weighing the needs of those who genuinely require public housing.

I cannot help but to agree that it is time to  take a good long look at how our public housing system is being run and if necessary, overhaul all the inequities that have trickled in.

For whilst it may be a daunting and emotional experience to have to consider moving to a new location at a later stage in life, it is not a legitimate reason to prevent young families from benefiting from public housing.

That is , after all, what public housing is there for.

 

Why does prejudice fade so slowly?

Desperation Breeds...

Why does prejudice fade so slowly,

In this so-called,

Fast paced,

Life?

Why is it that we still lay the blame,

For some illnesses,

At the feet,

Of the,

Individual?

Don’t we know so much better,

By now?

If knowledge is power,

Then when will we,

Finally see fit,

To use it?

 

seventhvoice:

This is a fantastic poem….. the choice is yours……..read on…. enjoy 7th

Originally posted on Being Invisible:

The truth is…..

You can choose to live life or be afraid of it

To be yourself or just be one of the many people hidden in the crowd

To be known or know people who may never know you or want to

To be amazing or continue being amazed

To dazzle people or remain baffled by the bullshit

To take the bull by the horns or be trampled upon and thrown down beneath the dust

To be the talk of the town or to be one of the gossips with nothing better to do

To be sensational or to keep trying to rub shoulders with sensations

To be successful or a failure

To be proud of your accomplishments or stay wishing for another man’s achievements

To be anything, anyone, somebody or someone or to stay in the shadows; practically a no one.

Being Invisible, the choice is yours.

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I (Eye) Contact

Art work by Carne Griffit

Art work by Carne Griffit

It’s not so much that I avoid ‘I’ contact,

It’s more that I avoid your contact.

On my own I am fine,

It’s only when you insist on designing,

My time,

That I am perceived to be broken,

But these cracks are not my own,

They are entirely of your making.

So why is it that you insist so,

On fixing the parts of me,

That are not broken?

You see,

On my own I am fine,

I can make of myself,

My own safe island.

It is you who invade my shores,

Replacing my thoughts with your own,

Meaningless tokens.

Please do not insist so,

On breaking me open,

I do not wish to engage with your ideals of I contact,

Can’t you see I have my own?