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Maitreya's Dream 3.2Maitreya's Dream 3.2Maitreya's Dream 3.2 12/26/2004 05:09 AM Software for Western and Vedic astrology (Jyotish). This is a GrokNews Entry: (what is grok?)Maitreya's Dream 3.2Grok Headline matches for Maitreya's Dream 3.2Dream jobDream job 04/04/2005 12:36 AM This news hasn't exactly been a secret up until now, but it hasn't been official either. Starting tomorrow, I'll be hanging up the Creative Commons jersey to start work full-time at Google, as a product advisor and eventually product counsel. Before I go, I have plenty to say about, and many people to thank for, the amazing experience Creative Commons has been. Just over three years ago, I started work at Creative Commons with little idea of what I was getting into. It involved copyright, I knew, and it involved Lawrence Lessig, and that alone was enough to ditch my plans to practice law in New York. (Ok, practicing law wasn't too tough to pass up, but New York was.) It became clear shortly into the job that the decision was even better than I'd ever imagined. It was as if everything I'd done, in school, at work, and through my hobbies, had culminated in this position working for an embryonic nonprofit called Creative Commons. Here are three little anecdotes that give a glimpse into how winding up at Creative Commons was, for me, like making a brand-new friend whom I felt I'd known forever. In college, I played in a band. We weren't particularly good, but we had a great time, and over two years I learned the single most important lesson about creativity that I've learned to date: Next to romance (with which creativity shares a few features), making something with friends, with everyone contributing different but equal parts, has got to be the most fun thing in the world. It's also, I realized, the only way things really get made. I don't care if you're Bob Dylan -- nothing comes out of your own head and into life without the influence of others, whether living or dead. (Every time you pick up a guitar, you're collaborating with the dead.) I started looking more closely at CD liner notes, at writers' biographies, at the acknowledgements sections of books, looking for clues into the real story behind the creation of anything credited to only one person. I didn't find much, and I didn't understand why. In law school, I wrote an article about the musical Rent -- not my favorite piece of art, by a long shot, but one with a great joint-authorship dispute at its center. The playwright worked closely with a dramaturge to get the show into Broadway shape, and pretty much everyone agreed that without the dramaturge's contributions, the final show would never have existed. Problem was, they had no contract, and no other paperwork demonstrating an intent to share authorship credit. So, a federal court gave the full copyright to the playwright. In the article I argued that it was nonsense to expect artists to begin a jam session by filling out paperwork. (If you've seen "Get Creative," our first flash movie, the line "we interrupt this brainstorm to call the lawyers" comes straight from that experience.) But, as sure I was that the rules were wrong, I had no idea what to recommend in their place. By the time I finished school, and thanks to a lot of people at the Berkman Center, I was fully infected with the IP bug. I was genuinely obsessed with the riddle that we're all still trying to figure out: How will all this stuff work in the future? How can we keep up this technological progress without giving artists the shaft? I still didn't have an answer. I remember very well doing my first stab at public speaking on a panel at a conference in New York. Siva Vaidhyanathan also spoke, as did the Dead Kennedy's Jello Biafra. Biafra was railing against the music industry and professing his love for Napster (which was then at its peak), but also explaining how he didn't want his songs winding up in Coca-Cola commercials. I remember saying something like, "Hey, Jello, you can't have it both ways." That statement ranks right up there with the time in 1995, when I told a scholarship interview committee that the Internet "was overrated," as the dumbest thing I've ever said. It wasn't until I finally wrapped my brain around the idea behind Creative Commons, cooked up collaboratively by our board of directors, that I felt someone had begun to crack the riddle. That epiphany was the first of many in my three years here; over and over again I found myself the lucky steward of other people's amazing ideas. From our logo (thank you, Ryan Junell) to our icons (thanks, Molly) to the vision of iCommons (Lessig, Christiane, Roland) to the Tech Challenges page (Hal Abelson) to the sampling licenses (Negativland!) to the WIRED CD (Conde Nast and the whole editorial staff) to CC Mixter (Neeru) to CC Publisher (Nathan Yergler) to CC Search (Mike, Nutch, Yahoo!) to our site re-design (Matt, Adaptive Path) -- the list could go on and on -- I've had the chance to stand at the hub of a giant collaborative creation without really doing much of the creating. It's been a bit like being in a band, but I feel more like the guy behind the soundboard than one of the musicians. And I feel awfully fortunate to have been there to witness it all. I'm sure that, in some form or other, I'll carry on with the CC effort. But in any case, I like to think that like Menudo or Spinal Tap, we're the kind of band that stays together regardless of the particular line-up at a given time. (This is the first of a few posts I'd like to write before offically signing off. I'm a lame-duck with a few hours of bully-pulpit left, so bear with me.) Dream a little dreamDream a little dream 01/28/2004 02:20 AM USA Today Jan 28 2004 6:51AM GMT My dreamMy dream 01/28/2004 11:22 AM Last night I had a dream that I was trying to explain to John Kerry that the Internet is like free speech: Its value comes from its openness to possibility, and that the government should regulate it as little as possible. Yes, I actually had this dream.... The dream is overThe dream is over 04/20/2004 01:43 AM My quest for data comes to an end as the local 7-11 is no longer giving out iTunes cups and I can't seem to find any iTunes Pepsi bottles anymore. If you've been following my progress, the final tally was 5 for 7. Only two losers in seven outings, putting my winning percentage at 71%. Given that they claimed 33% would win, I'm either really lucky (doubtful), they wanted almost everyone to win, or demand wasn't nearly as high as they thought. Is this all just a dream?Is this all just a dream? 09/03/2004 06:17 AM Did a Boeing 747 really hit the Pentagon? Warning: [flash movie, sound] I had a dream...I had a dream... 12/02/2002 01:17 PM Last night I had the strangest dream I ever dreamed before. Well, not exactly. But I dreamt that Yahoo bought Google. That's funny for a lot of reasons. But it was pretty cool in the dream. I'm still on West... dream machinedream machine 08/04/2004 08:19 PM dream machine The dream machine is a creation of Bri on Gysin, a Canadian-English expatriate colleague of William S. Burroughs and Paul Bowles. Timothy Leary called this device "the most sophisticated neuro-phenomenological device ever designed." A dream machine is being exhibited this week in San Francisco. If you can't make it there, you can perhaps build your own. Distant dream?Distant dream? 07/02/2004 03:04 AM CNET Asia Jul 2 2004 6:55AM GMT To dream of the Turkish GuyTo dream of the Turkish Guy 02/12/2004 10:02 AM Audible Revolution, in The Guardian today, talking about Chris Lydon, Grant Henninger and Audible. Delayed for ages due to some unforeseen actual breaking news. Meanwhile, Lydon is now at Minnesota Public Radio, home of Garrison Keillor's Prairie Home Companion. Keillor,... Dream BloatDream Bloat 12/26/2004 06:38 PM Everything's bigger in Toulouse. The world's biggest plane has started rolling off assembly lines and is expected to take its first flight in March 2005. The quarter-billion-dollar, twin-deck, four-aisle plane can carry 555 passengers. Thanks to its design's outsized wings, future versions of the economical plane may carry as many as 800 passengers. With the A380, Airbus hopes to do to Boeing what Boeing did to its competitors over 30 years ago with the 747. Already, Airbus Industrie has outsold and out-delivered Boeing for the last two years. But don't boycott just yet! It turns out the A380 is 51% American-made. Parts are so big they don't fit in this whale-like record-size transporter (though this Russian monster may have a claim); they are transported to Toulouse on a barge. More pics. Let's hope this latest high-tech aerospace gamble does better than the last one. Europe, of course (troll alert), already makes the world's biggest truck, the fastest trains, the best cars (sorry Japan), and the most successful rocket launchers. On a darker topic, 10 years ago, French commandos boarded an Airbus and killed Islamic terrorists planning to fly it into the Eiffel Tower. Dream deferredDream deferred 06/23/2004 05:31 PM USA Today Jun 23 2004 9:50PM GMT "zamppas dream""zamppas dream" 02/19/2004 06:44 AM I dream of GmailI dream of Gmail 04/12/2004 11:20 AM NOTE TO SERGEY BRIN: stop dressing yourself in drag, fire one of your PhDs, and use the money to buy yourself a cluestick. Then beat your developers with it until they start taking accessibility seriously. (703 words) My Dream HomeMy Dream Home 06/24/2005 07:51 PM Like general contractors with a psych degree, the architectural firm called fathom plumbs the depths of your soul to design the house you want. Our writer gets the blueprints of his dreams. An Amateur's DreamAn Amateur's Dream 06/19/2004 01:25 PM Some people wish they could play center field for the San Francisco Giants. Watkin got his dream, to play with one of the world's great orchestras. What a cool story. Reading his account brought back some memories for me. My first "real" instrument was clarinet, which I started playing in third grade. I had to stop playing it (and the sax, which I took up in fifth grade) many years later when a ruined front tooth, from a bicycle accident, was replaced with a kind of dental bridge that didn't allow the kind of pressure you have to exert when playing a reed instrument. But I've always loved the clarinet's sound, whether it's in classical or jazz or just about any genre where the instrument makes an appearance. I never was nearly good enough on clarinet to have dreamed of playing in a serious orchestra. But in seventh grade, before my voice started to change, I was selected to join a soprano boys choir that performed in one of Bach's many masterpieces, the St. Matthew Passion, in New York's Carnegie Hall. I confess I was a bit bored when we weren't singing, but it was an amazing experience to stand on that grand stage. IndyJunior dreamIndyJunior dream 04/21/2004 03:47 PM I user a neat little application called Indy Junior to map my travels. But apparently something's gone wrong with the XML file I output with Movable Type, because IJ still thinks I'm in the Caribbean, where I haven't been since early March. If only I were still on the beach. Thanks for the nice dream, Indy! Maitreyas DreamMaitreyas Dream 07/25/2004 12:39 PM Release 3.1 Not Really Satisifed? You Can Still
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