it’s a good thing i like books better than tv

Since TiVO is testing banner-ads during fast-forwarding over advertisements, would someone please patent my idea of running banner-ads in the black space on the top and bottom black space in letterboxed content? Caveat: You must have enough money to defend the patent, and you must refuse to license it to anyone. ’k-thx-bye. This whole era of DRM and unspoken social contracts that imply advertisements are being watched to fund TV, not watching them is “stealing” is rife with silliness. It gets the people making products focusing on appeasing the content providers instead of consumers.

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“I came back for my own purposes,” said the Time Traveler, looking around my booklined study. “I chose you to talk to because it was . . . convenient. And I don’t want you to do a goddamned thing. There’s nothing you can do. But relax . . . we’re not going to be talking about personal things. Such as, say, the year, day, and hour of your death. I don’t even know that sort of trivial information, although I could look it up quickly enough. You can release that white-knuckled grip you have on the edge of your desk.” I tried to relax. “What do you want to talk about?” I said. “The Century War,” said the Time Traveler. I blinked and tried to remember some history. “You mean the Hundred Year War? Fifteenth Century? Fourteenth? Sometime around there. Between . . . France and England? Henry V? Kenneth Branagh? Or was it . . .” “I mean the Century War with Islam,” interrupted the Time Traveler. “Your future. Everyone’s.” He was no longer smiling. Without asking, or offering to pour me any, he

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