rett's blog

i dream of ashcroft

i just had an interesting dream.

i'm walking around my neighborhood and low and behold who do i see walking down my street– none other than mr. john ashcroft himself. of course i do what any self respecting techno-futurist would do and start spouting off to him about the evils of drm (digital rights managment) and abuses of the copyright system by corporate america.

"you know what the best part is?" i ask. "you're trying to fuck up the future but you can't." at this point mr. a gets a call on his cell phone, and while he takes it his police escorts start to encourage me to leave him alone. they're persuasive.

so i move on down my street. all of a sudden i run into another group of evil suits. it's a gaggle of "industry" whores. a bunch of riaa lawyers, some marketing guys, and a slew of upper management. and there's the owner of it all. and he's short. then we go into a random house and that was the end of it.