That Google Book Settlement

Bulletin: Copyright Office Assails Google's Settlement on Digital Books

SAN FRANCISCO -- The nation's top copyright official made a blistering attack Thursday on a controversial legal settlement that would let Google create a huge online library and bookstore.

Now hear this from Techdirt: Complaints Against Google Book Scanning Project Reach Ridiculous Levels

A friend who also happens to be the author of two self-published books says he agrees with Techdirt entirely.

To me the whole settlement is idiotic. The point is not Google. It's the fact that search technology in general, regardless of who owns it (and I believe Google can't maintain dominance forever), makes copyright a laughing matter. When anyone can digitize anything, post it anywhere, and find it anyhow, does it matter who has the upper hand in copyright legislation? Not much.

Consequently, what people have to give up is the idea that one can earn money by artificially limiting the reproduction of a creative work that is infinitely reproducible. That business model didn't exist 200 years ago. It won't exist 200 years from now. The sooner you adapt to new realities, the better off you'll be. I believe this with my whole heart and am proud to have Google make my every word available to anyone who cares.

What if Google decides to censor me? There will be other alternatives. This isn't a Big Brother world anymore. It's a Billion Brothers world. If Google suppresses what I write, then I or somebody else will make it available in 300 other ways. And if we or they don't, then so what? It will have deserved to die.

It's black and white to me. I'm not saying it's not painful for people who currently make a living on the old business model. But it'll only be more painful if they try to fight it.

Thus spake Nostradamus.

In case you're wondering, a hefty Google dose of The Complete Prophecies of Nostradamus is readily available. But the type is too damned small. You'll have to buy the book to read it comfortably.

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'WILD SIDE' STILL ROCKS 

Nelson Algren was one of the great American authors of the 20th century, it is no exaggeration to say, and among the most neglected. Consider his underrated classic, "A Walk on the Wild Side." The title -- popularized and co-opted as an idiomatic phrase by Hollywood and Madison Avenue (institutions Algren loathed) -- is familiar to most anyone who speaks English or knows Lou Reed's lyrics. But the novel itself? Hardly.

BUSTER KEATON REVISITED 
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LAUREN BACALL, STILL SALTY AT 80 
When Lauren Bacall writes that her singing voice ranges "somewhere between B minus sharp and outer space," she's being candid and funny. It's not every stage star with two Tony Awards for best actress in a musical whose vocal talent offers so little promise. (OK, Harvey Fierstein excepted.) Still less would one admit it.
THE STARS ACCORDING TO BOGDANOVICH 
Peter Bogdanovich's superb collection of movie-star profiles and interviews -- a sequel to Who the Devil Made It, his interviews of top film directors -- begins with an affectionate tale about Orson Welles that reminds us just how intimate the author's connection to Hollywood's greatest has been. But contrary to what we've come to expect from dime-a-dozen celebrities and celebrity interviews not worth two cents, the tale avoids bromidic egotism and journalistic platitudes.
SAMMY'S WHITE DREAMS 
Four decades ago Lenny Bruce sentenced Sammy Davis Jr. to "30 years in Biloxi," stripping him of "his Jewish star" and "his religious statue of Elizabeth Taylor." Now we have two new biographies of Davis that spring him from ridicule, if not from doubts about his legacy, and restore a measure of dignity to a black entertainer whose huge fame and success never overcame his devout wish -- indeed his lifelong effort -- to be white.
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