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ahuimanu
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I will now illustrate the fallacy of the "they never had my business to begin with" argument for the rampant use of warez with the use of a parable:
The parable of the shoe-maker (Imagine you are in a pre-modern village):
Normally, you walk on bare feet 5 miles to the watering hole. One day this guy, an expert craftsman in the making of quality footware, says:
"Hey, I'll sell you some quality footware so that your feet won't hurt and get cut up when you walk to the watering hole."
Epxert shoe guy continues:
"I'll sell a pair of my finest shoes to you for one cow."
You think about it...
"Man, that walk to the watering hole IS killing my feet, but it never occurred to me to buy quality footwear."
You reason: "well, all I do is walk to the watering hole, it's not as if I am a traveling salesman, messenger or some such, I'm just a regular dude."
Sensing your hesitation, the expert shoe-maker craftsman says: "hey, why don't you come to my workshop and I'll let you try on a pair and walk around in them for a day; see what you really think of them!"
"Nah," you think to yourself, "I'm too cheap and want to spend my cows on other stuff." You further reason to yourself: "Anyway, there's this dude here in the village who makes cheap sandals out of old leaves and stuff and that only costs one chicken, what a deal. Heck even my cousin in the village knows how to make tree-bark sandals for free."
"No thanks," you reply to expert shoe-making craftsman, "I'm not in the market for your wares."
The expert shoe-making craftman moves on and bids you a good day.
Meanwhile, you continue to walk to the watering hole as usual, but your feet are blistered as the old leaf sandals don't hold up too well.
Later, a buddy of yours from the village shows you a cave where the some of the expert craftsman's shoes are hidden.
Your buddy says: "hey, Ugg from the next village over found a way to steal these nice leather shoes out of the back of the shoe-makers shop. He's been leaving them all over in different caves, have some dude!"
You reply, "oh boy, I remember those shoes, I really want a pair of good shoes; the walk to the watering hole is killing my feet."
The next day you are joyously sauntering over to the watering hole basking in the comfort of your new shoes. You think to yourself: "Man, the walk was never easier! I don't hurt and I am actually enjoying the details of the scenery more than I ever did before."
As you continue your walk you run into the expert-craftsman shoemaker who seems to have a worried look on his face.
You greet him, "hey man, I just love your shoes! Do you have any tips on keeping them polished?"
The expert-craftsman shoemaker notices your shoes and remembers you:
"Hey, I tried to sell you some of those, but you told me you weren't in the market, where'd you get them by the way?"
You reply: "Oh, well I changed my mind and bought them USED from a neighbor in the village. By the way, can you tell me how to tighten the buckle?"
Expert-craftsman shoe-maker, looking even more troubled: "You are the 20th person I've met on this road today, coming from your village, who has a fairly new-looking pair of my shoes on their feet claiming that they are used!"
Unphased, you begin to open your mouth when the expert shoe-maker interrupts you (looking even more troubled)...
"I don't understand this at all, I've only sold two pairs of shoes in your village and yet everyone on this trail tells me they bought their shoes used in the village."
You finally interject:
"I don't know dude, but I totally bought mine used from a neighbor, you callin' me a liar?"
Expert shoe-maker replies:
"Well, I don't know either - these shoes come new with a scroll describing care and use, didn't you get the scroll from the previous owner?"
You, still haughty:
"No, I don't know nothing about no scroll man, but I totally spent two chickens on this from my neighbor."
And with that you stroll off with an indignance that your honor was questioned. As you move on towards the watering hole you overhear a conversation behind you...
Expert shoe-maker:
"Hey you there, where'd you get those shoes?"
Passer by from the village: "Oh, from a cave. Hey do you know how to tighten this buckle?"
THE END
The parable of the shoe-maker (Imagine you are in a pre-modern village):
Normally, you walk on bare feet 5 miles to the watering hole. One day this guy, an expert craftsman in the making of quality footware, says:
"Hey, I'll sell you some quality footware so that your feet won't hurt and get cut up when you walk to the watering hole."
Epxert shoe guy continues:
"I'll sell a pair of my finest shoes to you for one cow."
You think about it...
"Man, that walk to the watering hole IS killing my feet, but it never occurred to me to buy quality footwear."
You reason: "well, all I do is walk to the watering hole, it's not as if I am a traveling salesman, messenger or some such, I'm just a regular dude."
Sensing your hesitation, the expert shoe-maker craftsman says: "hey, why don't you come to my workshop and I'll let you try on a pair and walk around in them for a day; see what you really think of them!"
"Nah," you think to yourself, "I'm too cheap and want to spend my cows on other stuff." You further reason to yourself: "Anyway, there's this dude here in the village who makes cheap sandals out of old leaves and stuff and that only costs one chicken, what a deal. Heck even my cousin in the village knows how to make tree-bark sandals for free."
"No thanks," you reply to expert shoe-making craftsman, "I'm not in the market for your wares."
The expert shoe-making craftman moves on and bids you a good day.
Meanwhile, you continue to walk to the watering hole as usual, but your feet are blistered as the old leaf sandals don't hold up too well.
Later, a buddy of yours from the village shows you a cave where the some of the expert craftsman's shoes are hidden.
Your buddy says: "hey, Ugg from the next village over found a way to steal these nice leather shoes out of the back of the shoe-makers shop. He's been leaving them all over in different caves, have some dude!"
You reply, "oh boy, I remember those shoes, I really want a pair of good shoes; the walk to the watering hole is killing my feet."
The next day you are joyously sauntering over to the watering hole basking in the comfort of your new shoes. You think to yourself: "Man, the walk was never easier! I don't hurt and I am actually enjoying the details of the scenery more than I ever did before."
As you continue your walk you run into the expert-craftsman shoemaker who seems to have a worried look on his face.
You greet him, "hey man, I just love your shoes! Do you have any tips on keeping them polished?"
The expert-craftsman shoemaker notices your shoes and remembers you:
"Hey, I tried to sell you some of those, but you told me you weren't in the market, where'd you get them by the way?"
You reply: "Oh, well I changed my mind and bought them USED from a neighbor in the village. By the way, can you tell me how to tighten the buckle?"
Expert-craftsman shoe-maker, looking even more troubled: "You are the 20th person I've met on this road today, coming from your village, who has a fairly new-looking pair of my shoes on their feet claiming that they are used!"
Unphased, you begin to open your mouth when the expert shoe-maker interrupts you (looking even more troubled)...
"I don't understand this at all, I've only sold two pairs of shoes in your village and yet everyone on this trail tells me they bought their shoes used in the village."
You finally interject:
"I don't know dude, but I totally bought mine used from a neighbor, you callin' me a liar?"
Expert shoe-maker replies:
"Well, I don't know either - these shoes come new with a scroll describing care and use, didn't you get the scroll from the previous owner?"
You, still haughty:
"No, I don't know nothing about no scroll man, but I totally spent two chickens on this from my neighbor."
And with that you stroll off with an indignance that your honor was questioned. As you move on towards the watering hole you overhear a conversation behind you...
Expert shoe-maker:
"Hey you there, where'd you get those shoes?"
Passer by from the village: "Oh, from a cave. Hey do you know how to tighten this buckle?"
THE END
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