Check out this Movie Blog post about a new Warner Brothers pricing scheme (which they found at Gizmodo). Frustrated with the popularity of $3 pirated DVDs in some Asian markets, they now plan to sell legal copies for $1.50. So can someone explain to me why I’m getting charged $25+ per disc? I know, I know, they charge what the market can bear, blah blah etc. That’s fine. But don’t turn around and bitch to me about how online piracy — which might…might…account for a 5% downturn in business — puts the poor stuntmen and set designers out of business and then turn around and mark your product down 94%.
Apparently if we were to download 19 movies and pay full price for the 20th, Warner Brothers could bear it. Makes it hard to feel sorry for all their whining…
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This doesn’t make me happy: Toronto Star: 2,4-D said to cause cancer. Growing up on a farm I was around 2,4-D all the time, but my dad was licensed to use it commercially and watered it down. I suppose it freaks me out more than a whole army of suburbanites obsessed with the color of their lawns have been able to buy it off the shelf for years now and dump it into their front yards and patio plants with abandon.
By the way, it’s the 20th anniversary of the Chernobyl meltdown.
Skirl | Dan Dickinson 
I don’t think you were around 2-4D all that much. It wasn’t like you were helping with fill up the tank on the sprayer. Plus I am not sure that Dad used a lot of it anyway.
Well, I guess I was around it more than most kids. Like I said, though, I’m not too worried since Dad was careful not to, you know, leave it lying in a puddle on the kitchen floor. Or let us run around under the spray plane as it did the fields…
“Or let us run around under the spray plane as it did the fields…”
Upon reading that, my mind immediately generated a possible Simpson’s scene which draws on Hitchcock’s famous NxNW cropduster scene in which a crop duster dusts the school yard at Springfield Elementary while the kids run around cheering and trying to get hit by the chemicals…
I don’t know why.
You’re not that far off. The day the spray plane(s) came was the coolest day of the year. Since our house sat on the edge of a blueberry field we’d basically get our roof buzzed a dozen times by an old biplane. Doesn’t get much better than that for a kid.