http://1petrelli1.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] 1petrelli1.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2008-01-15 11:42 pm
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Lawyering Up: Week 2, Wed, Period 2 (1/16)

Nathan was there, dressed in a suit and tie as usual. He passed out a packet of handouts. "Today we're going to be discussing Copyright Law. At its core, Copyright Law makes sure people get credit and/or payment for their own work. Sounds good so far, right?

"However," Nathan continued, "changing technology means that law as we knew it doesn't necessarily apply to law as we need it. A novelist who rips entire passages from previously written books and poems - as silly as that idea may seem - has plenty of established law to try to navigate.

"But these days there are all new kinds of problems." Nathan looked around the room. "For example, file sharing. Which I'm sure everyone here has only ever done in a perfectly legal fashion. In your handouts you'll see a summary of MGM vs Grokster. This case provides an example of the can of worms that's been opened on copyrights. How do we protect people's right to be credited and paid while at the same time responding to the consumer's demand to use new technology? Is it possible to prevent theft without preventing legal innovations? What constitutes theft in the first place?

"I don't expect you to answer all of these questions today," Nathan said. "But I want you to gain an appreciation of the issues. Last week we discussed the use of precedent. This week I want you to see what happens when society takes a huge leap and precedent has yet to catch up.

"So what I want you to do is take a look at the handouts, including the last one if you're really into the reading. Then come up with your own ideas of how file sharing should be handled. Any aspect of it. Should we continue to try to adapt precedent? Should we give up on that for a new system? How could file sharing be set up to honor copyright as we know it without allowing illegal activities? Assume anything is possible, for the purpose of the exercise.

"Be prepared to defend your position though," Nathan said. "Because once you tell us what you think your classmates get to question you. Don't worry, you'll get to question them in turn. I might join in myself from time to time. I want to see you using what we've done so far, and getting practice at arguing your case.

"Oh, and - " Nathan checked his paperwork. "Some administrative notes. Sam Winchester is the class TA. My office hours are Thursday mornings. So far Annette is the only one to have provided me with a lawyer joke so she's currently winning that race. And if Ms. Wexler is here, I'd like to chat with you after class." Nathan smiled. "Don't worry. You're not in trouble. We can schedule for another day if today's not good for you.

"That's it. Get started on trying to find solutions to the copyright problem, and feel free to ask questions if you need to."

[ooc: OCD coming up! Going to bed, will pick up pings tomorrow.]

Re: After Class (1/16/08)

[identity profile] stocksgrrl.livejournal.com 2008-01-16 04:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Turtle smirked a little bit at that last one. "I'm actually pretty good," to put it lightly, "at managing money currently. What I think I'd like to do is is expand my hand in a company, build it up, and then, once all the hard work is done, retire from that position to focus on their legal proceedings."

Re: After Class (1/16/08)

[identity profile] stocksgrrl.livejournal.com 2008-01-16 05:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Eeee! Turtle's smile was beaming again. "Great!" she chirped. "Thank you very much! I can't wait to see what sort of prospects you might come up with, sir."

Re: After Class (1/16/08)

[identity profile] stocksgrrl.livejournal.com 2008-01-16 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Turtle's head bobbed a few times in an ethusiastic nodding. "Sure! No problem! I'll...see you next week then!" She gave him one more beaming smile before starting to edge to the door with a little wave. "I, uh....thanks again, Mister Petrelli. Um....bye!"

Turtle would be heading to her next class in a bouncy sort of almost-fangirly squee.