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True, true, and true. Or, you could look at the world and say the bottleneck, or the stranglehold, or the hoarding of music is over-- time and the steady march of technology has torched the old world and reduced it to cinders.
So, here were are, standing in the ashes of all that once was-- and some of us are furious that our tickets are no longer valid, the show was canceled and no refunds will be forthcoming, injustice is triumphant, and we are very sad about it. Or bitter/enraged/lips a'foam.
The time has come to deal, citizens. This noble, principled protest-- it ain't gonna lead anywhere. It's... hate to say it... futile.
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