Decrying Intellectual Theft, At the First Whiff of Abuse

In a restaurant this evening, where Daniel and I were eating, several Christmas songs came on over the radio, and I think it was either Rudolph or Frosty that drove him to observe that "That's mean."  What's mean?

It was mean that they were stealing these songs.

I was pleased that Daniel has a proper appreciation for copyright, at his tender age, even if he's a bit overzealous in his protective impulse towards it.

(December 16, 2012)