Archive for March, 2002

Blank Media Tax

Unless you’ve been living under a rock (or you’re not part of the technology community), you’ve probably heard of the Copyright Board of Canada’s current proposal to levy tariffs on blank audio media. The purpose of the proposed tariffs is to compensate the music industry for lost sales due to digital piracy. Unfortunately, this proposal is misguided and fatally flawed for a number of reasons.

First, the proposed tariffs are overly broad: The proposed levies apply to types of media that are not exclusively used for music. For example, the tariffs proposed would be applied to recordable compact discs, despite the fact that such discs are also used by businesses to archive their mission critical data. As another example, the tariffs would also be applied to “Removable electronic memory cards, removable flash memory storage media of any type, and removable micro-hard drives” despite the fact that those media are used by digital cameras and digital micro-recorders. These tariffs would ignore the legitimate uses of these forms of media (beyond music storage), as well as the protected uses of these media to allow a consumer to time-shift and space-shift their own music collections, as protected under Canadian copyright law.

Second, the tariffs only benefit the music industry: The proposed levies are purported to allow the music industry to recoup losses due to piracy. However, the media that is the target of the proposed tariffs can just as easily be used to pirate copyrighted computer software, movies, or electronic books. Why should these tariffs be levied solely for the purpose of protecting the music industry, while ignoring the other industries impacted by digital piracy?

Finally, there is no mechanism described for the distribution of funds collected: The proposed tariffs skimp on the details of how the funds collected through this tariff are to be collected and distributed to the copyright holders. Who gets how much? Is it decided by the music industry? Can they be trusted to pass along the appropriate amount to the artists? Probably not. I wonder if I cut a CD, I can qualify for a cut of the proceeds?

The thing that bugs me most is that although the Board is seeking input, there is no real way to oppose the adoption of the tariffs. According to the proposal document

“The Board must certify a tariff and set a levy. Those who own the rights to sound recordings of musical works (composers, authors, performers and producers) are entitled to be remunerated for private copies. No purpose is served by asking the Board to reject the tariff as a whole.”

What purpose is served by asking for input, if the Board is not actually interested in listening to any opposing viewpoints, and acting on them?

This tariff will have a dire impact on industries that are in no way responsible for piracy or even related to the music industry. The tariff would essentially be a subsidy for the music industry, and ignore the other industries affected by digital piracy. The tariffs are ill-conceived, and should not be adopted. If anything, they should be scrapped, as should their 2001-2002 equivalents. It’s just another sad attempt by the music industry to squeeze more money out of consumers, screw the artists, and pocket the extra cash.

Mad yet? Good. Write your MP. Or better yet, start downloading and burning music before the new tariffs take effect.

Swimming With Dolphins

Friends who see my site usually ask me “Is that picture on your site you as a kid?”, or comment “Gee, you were cute then…what happened?”. Hmph. Yes, the kid is me, and no, nothing happened (except for being bounced off the crossbeams by my father as a child). But like all pictures, there’s a story behind it.

After the naked dash to the ocean...When I was four, my dad got homesick for Australia, where he was born and raised. We decided to return to Australia for an extended visit, “we” being my parents, because let’s face it, I didn’t really have much of a say in the matter. We moved into a notorius region around Sydney called Bondi Junction for six months, and later spent another half year in Fongaray (near Whangarei) in New Zealand. One day we went to visit my grandparents and go for a day at the beach.

As luck would have it the weather was dark, overcast, and the skies were threatening to rain at any moment. Ominous black waves were rolling into the beach, like perfectly cast cylinders of smoked glass. Intermittently, a dark shape shot down an incoming wave, flashing down the tube before the wave collapsed into the shallower water.

“What’s that in the waves?”, I asked.

“Looks like the dolphins are having some fun surfing the waves,” my father replied.

Now, I was only four, and I didn’t know a lot of stuff (a condition I still suffer, some might argue), but if there was one thing I knew about dolphins is that they were friendly. They liked to play. I liked to play too. Well, that settled it then.

I stripped off all my clothes and headed for the waves like a shot before my parents, preoccupied with the clouds and grown-up conversation, knew what I was doing. And I would have made it, if it weren’t for my father sweeping me up in his arms just as I reached the water’s edge, and wrapping me in his sweater.

And, of course, took a picture.