9.30.2004

Thoreau's Journal: 30-Sep-1860

Frost and ice.

13 comments:

Pragmatik said...

Oh, now I really miss Massachusetts:) It's still warm in Southern Illinois.

son rivers said...

I'm just claiming copyright for the entire site (edit) as an any editor would.

son rivers said...

John, I bet you really miss it when it's been below 10 for a week or two and the most you can hope for is a blizzard just to warm things up a bit.

son rivers said...

Mary. You do go on. You may quote whatever you wish to. I don't really care. Unless... someone were to copy this entire blog onto their own space and call it theirs. I think the work of reading, selecting, editing, and typing said contents means something. In fact, I believe it comes under something called "compilation copyright" if we need to get real technical: http://www.usemod.com/cgi-bin/mb.pl?CompilationCopyright

son rivers said...

But one more thing Mary. Thanks for prompting me to do a bit of research on this. I will change the small print to indicate a compilation copyright.

son rivers said...

The US Supreme Court has ruled that compilation copyright is NOT valid if "the competing work does not feature the same selection and arrangement." But then again, that's exactly my point. It IS valid for "the same selection and arrangement." Hence I claim the compilation copyright for the entire selection and arrangement of The Blog of Henry David Thoreau. I now rest my case, and accept closure.

son rivers said...

A more complete explanation at:

http://grapez.blogspot.com/2004/10/yes-virginia-there-is-compilation.html

son rivers said...

Mary, "commodify some sort of transcendental view of life"? You take the cake. And I admire your spleen.

Pragmatik said...

Greg, I miss the winters just as much as the autumn. I love cold weather, can't get enough of it. That's probably masochistic, in a way:)

son rivers said...

John, actually I have learned to love the colder weather as well. In fact, November has become one of my favorite months. And not just because it's such the underdog and nothing much going for it considering it's too warm for winter sports and way past the leaf-peeping season. But it's just so unassuming. It just is. I've come to learn to love that existential character of the month. But I must admit that I still haven't been able to accept Febrruary in the same light. But I shall try again this year.

Tom said...

Geez, and all Thoreau said was "Frost and ice." Go figure - 15 comments. An omen of as much portent as his cat sleeping of its head, no doubt.

son rivers said...

That frost and ice is some terrible tricky ingredients. Caveat etc.

Anonymous said...

Please, Mary, do some research for your learning, and have fun with it somewhere else. If you can't understand the difference between copyrighting a selection (which is done ALL the time) and violating the copyright of someone who has been dead for most of a century and a half (hence, no copyright to violate), maybe you would be better served reading up on the subject at a library, rather than on a nice weblog that you're managing to mess up. No one bugs the hell out of you on your blog.