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´╗┐Title: Printcrime
Author: Doctorow, Cory
Language: English
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Copyright (C) 2006 by Cory Doctorow.



Printcrime

(originally published in Nature Magazine, January 2006)

Cory Doctorow

The coppers smashed my father's printer when I was eight.  I remember
the hot, cling-film-in-a-microwave smell of it, and Da's look of
ferocious concentration as he filled it with fresh goop, and the warm,
fresh-baked feel of the objects that came out of it.

The coppers came through the door with truncheons swinging, one of them
reciting the terms of the warrant through a bullhorn.  One of Da's
customers had shopped him.  The ipolice paid in high-grade
pharmaceuticals -- performance enhancers, memory supplements, metabolic
boosters.  The kind of things that cost a fortune over the counter; the
kind of things you could print at home, if you didn't mind the risk of
having your kitchen filled with a sudden crush of big, beefy bodies,
hard truncheons whistling through the air, smashing anyone and anything
that got in the way.

They destroyed grandma's trunk, the one she'd brought from the old
country.  They smashed our little refrigerator and the purifier unit
over the window.  My tweetybird escaped death by hiding in a corner of
his cage as a big, booted foot crushed most of it into a sad tangle of
printer-wire.

Da.  What they did to him.  When he was done, he looked like he'd been
brawling with an entire rugby side.  They brought him out the door and
let the newsies get a good look at him as they tossed him in the car.
All the while a spokesman told the world that my Da's organized-crime
bootlegging operation had been responsible for at least 20 million in
contraband, and that my Da, the desperate villain, had resisted arrest.

I saw it all from my phone, in the remains of the sitting room, watching
it on the screen and wondering how, just how anyone could look at our
little flat and our terrible, manky estate and mistake it for the home
of an organized crime kingpin.  They took the printer away, of course,
and displayed it like a trophy for the newsies.  Its little shrine in
the kitchenette seemed horribly empty.  When I roused myself and picked
up the flat and rescued my poor peeping tweetybird, I put a blender
there.  It was made out of printed parts, so it would only last a month
before I'd need to print new bearings and other moving parts.  Back
then, I could take apart and reassemble anything that could be printed.

By the time I turned 18, they were ready to let Da out of prison.  I'd
visited him three times -- on my tenth birthday, on his fiftieth, and
when Ma died.  It had been two years since I'd last seen him and he was
in bad shape.  A prison fight had left him with a limp, and he looked
over his shoulder so often it was like he had a tic.  I was embarrassed
when the minicab dropped us off in front of the estate, and tried to
keep my distance from this ruined, limping skeleton as we went inside
and up the stairs.

"Lanie," he said, as he sat me down.  "You're a smart girl, I know that.
You wouldn't know where your old Da could get a printer and some goop?"

I squeezed my hands into fists so tight my fingernails cut into my
palms.  I closed my eyes.  "You've been in prison for ten years, Da.
Ten.  Years.  You're going to risk another ten years to print out more
blenders and pharma, more laptops and designer hats?"

He grinned.  "I'm not stupid, Lanie.  I've learned my lesson.  There's
no hat or laptop that's worth going to jail for.  I'm not going to print
none of that rubbish, never again." He had a cup of tea, and he drank it
now like it was whisky, a sip and then a long, satisfied exhalation.  He
closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair.

"Come here, Lanie, let me whisper in your ear.  Let me tell you the
thing that I decided while I spent ten years in lockup.  Come here and
listen to your stupid Da."

I felt a guilty pang about ticking him off.  He was off his rocker, that
much was clear.  God knew what he went through in prison.  "What, Da?" I
said, leaning in close.

"Lanie, I'm going to print more printers.  Lots more printers.  One for
everyone.  That's worth going to jail for.  That's worth anything."

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Cory Doctorow has spent the past four years at the Electronic Frontier
Foundation (www.eff.org), fighting at the United Nations and in
tech-standards bodies to balance the rights of copyright and patent
holders with the public interest.  His novels can be had free online at
www.craphound.com.





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