This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.
ASK.
Plaintiff is recognized nationally and internationally as a leader in the field of production and distribution of adult entertainment due, in large part, to the goodwill and namerecognition associated with its trademarks, as well as the high quality content that is associatedwith its copyrighted material.
Last I heard, a blatant lack of concern for the safety (at least according to the Chicago Department of Public Health and a second hand account from the friend of a model affected) generally doesn’t coincide with “goodwill”. Perhaps they mean goodwill towards subscribers.
This lawsuit is pretty ridiculous for several reasons:
First, the 26 John Doe infringers are named for their activities on a handful of Yahoo groups. Yahoo groups. Really? Those still exist?
Two filehosting sites are named as defendants: Oron and Filesonic. Filesonic? Really? Filesonic which no longer acts as a free filesharing platform? Isn’t this what one calls beating a dead horse?
Third, Flava’s attorney Meanith Huon, and this is just lovely, was charged with sexual assault in 2010. He was acquitted, apparently, largely based on the testimony of a bartender who stated that the alleged victim had been drinking, which, as well all know, means she couldn’t have possibly not wanted to fuck him. Her barefoot escape from his car across a cornfield quite possibly could have been a post-orgasmic frolic.
Huon later sued the “Above the Law” blog for 50 million dollars after they posted an article which wrongly alleged he was a serial perpetrator. The three articles linked to by AtL all referred to the same previously described incident, but their intrepid reporter thought they referred to different events. He apparently failed to read the datelines. They do tend to print those things in such pale and tiny fonts. But seriously, 50 million dollars?
I’m all about innocent until proven guilty, but again, this doesn’t read as goodwill towards men. And I think I’d want a lawyer with something a little more official than a gmail address.
When I browse CL casually, not looking for work, I genrally click on four types of responses:
The first is 18 year olds, the new kids on the block. I want to get to know them, to establish their patterns, even if I don’t ever intend to fuck them.
The second is the bizarre, baloon fetishests, infantalism fetishests, etc. They are pottentially high-paying future clients. It takes another couple of twenties to conince a boy to cleanse your piss-sodden crotch. They are also larks; they’re slace aliens, rare sightings, like the masc boy who wants to blow a guy in the mall bathroom. (Young as he is, he’s been around almost as long as I have.)
Then there’s the pros. We’re all masquerading as amateurs, kids who need a one time loan for school books. We flag each other if we’ve been to obvious. We fail to think a city this size can support us all, though it has so far.
The fourth sort of link I click is the rarest of them all: The man looking for the avowed femm. the real and true faggot. With that faith, I click the above link, and then I read on…
And I almost creamed my pants. Could this be real? A gay man who wanted to fuck around with another real, live gay man? This, my friends, is the real-life equivalent of a jackelope. This is a bunny with mother fucking antlers. This is progress.
Strangely convincing advert.