The spoiler, such as it is, is not that exciting. It's just caused a whole bunch of wank.
I know you can't control everything, but I look at what my mom did: she dropped us at the library every day in the summer before we were old enough to have jobs, and we could read anything we wanted. ANYTHING the library had on its shelves. We didn't have cable tv, so television content wasn't such a concern, but J and I could have been reading porn or bodice-rippers or anything, and she wouldn't have known. Who is responsible? Me and J? Her? The librarian? And how does that extend to the internet, where there are such issues with ownership once something is made public?
Got out of the traffic jam -- accident had six lanes narrowed to one instead of the normal three -- finally.
Davey sings Wasted Jamie? That's awesome. You should record it for posterity. :D
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Date: 2007-06-16 03:33 am (UTC)The spoiler, such as it is, is not that exciting. It's just caused a whole bunch of wank.
I know you can't control everything, but I look at what my mom did: she dropped us at the library every day in the summer before we were old enough to have jobs, and we could read anything we wanted. ANYTHING the library had on its shelves. We didn't have cable tv, so television content wasn't such a concern, but J and I could have been reading porn or bodice-rippers or anything, and she wouldn't have known. Who is responsible? Me and J? Her? The librarian? And how does that extend to the internet, where there are such issues with ownership once something is made public?
Got out of the traffic jam -- accident had six lanes narrowed to one instead of the normal three -- finally.
Davey sings Wasted Jamie? That's awesome. You should record it for posterity. :D