> It's for theft, because getting something of value for free feels good. I love this too. I steal the mountain air when I hit the trails, I steal the sounds o

> It's for theft, because getting something of value for free feels good. I love this too. I steal the mountain air when I hit the trails, I steal the sounds of nearby conversations, and I steal the memories of songs I've heard. Sometimes a friend will sing me something, and I steal that too. I play my music loud sometimes, and I hope those around me steal it. I've stolen things at my job from my coworkers, little ideas that belong to my company. They'll breed and have child ideas, stolen children, which I will make available for theft by others down the road. I even stole your comment; it had a little value, in its way. I won't pay you for it, even if you ask. In fact, if you ever write something and seal it away behind copyright, I can't promise I won't read it at a library in the future; you wouldn't see a dime. Finally: If anybody ever asks me for something I know, or something I am capable of reciting--be it music, poetry, fiction, whatever--I will help them steal it by repeating it. I will not turn them away out of some unnatural commitment to the idea that all valuable information has an owner who must "get theirs" in advance of any transfer.