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Thread: Wikileaks Does It Again

NihilisticImpact said In actually the press has full right to disclose information given to them regardless of whether or not it was attained legally or illegally by a third party. There is case law on this issue already. What I find most amusing is that when wikileaks posted the emails from the climate change scientist the conservatives cheered it, now they turn their backs. What's more amusing is that the diplomatic cables released has provided evidence that China and America worked together to destroy whatever chance at enacting global warming concious policy because it hurts their bottom line. Great job America, yeah, we should be proud of ourselves for being such rotten bastards when we set ourselves up as the golden beacon of the world. Click to expand... What kind of case law are you referencing here? Federal? The press does not have the full right to report illegally obtained information by themselves or by third parties. In fact, quite the opposite. The press is subject to both civil and criminal liability, see Cohen v. Cowles Media Co., 501 U.S. 663.
Thread: Wikileaks Does It Again

DrivingMissDaisy said NihilisticImpact said In actually the press has full right to disclose information given to them regardless of whether or not it was attained legally or illegally by a third party. There is case law on this issue already. What I find most amusing is that when wikileaks posted the emails from the climate change scientist the conservatives cheered it, now they turn their backs. What's more amusing is that the diplomatic cables released has provided evidence that China and America worked together to destroy whatever chance at enacting global warming concious policy because it hurts their bottom line. Great job America, yeah, we should be proud of ourselves for being such rotten bastards when we set ourselves up as the golden beacon of the world. Click to expand... What kind of case law are you referencing here? Federal? The press does not have the full right to report illegally obtained information by themselves or by third parties. In fact, quite the opposite. The press is subject to both civil and criminal liability, see Cohen v. Cowles Media Co., 501 U.S. 663. Click to expand... Great! Let's indict Robert Novak then. Because Valerie Plame was a serving CIA agent, and that leak really DID fuck operations up. No? Well, why the hell not? Scotty Rage said No worries, MM. Thanks for the clarification, and for the compliment, even if our view are different. I got a little carried away myself. The fact that you can make a point, be it similar or opposing, and still take the time to dish out a compliment as well speaks volumes about you as an individual. So as far as I'm concerned about wandering a bit in your topic, agere sequitur credere, and I can find no fault in that, and am sure no one else can either, agree or disagree. Click to expand... Well, you know, respect for others' differing opinions is supposed to be part of civil discourse. It's a bit glib to say that we've forgotten that recently as the truth is, people have been forgetting that fact regularly throughout recorded history, but it's certainly true to say that actual civil discourse has not been exactly encouraged in modern discourse, political or in media. So thanks for the compliments, but I like to think I'm just making points here in the Academy forum more or less how you're supposed to make them. I mean, I get snarky from time to time when presenting a point, but I don't intend to direct that snark at my specific opponents, it's more of a generalized entertaining-the-reader sort of snark. All the same, your kind words are appreciated.
Thread: Wikileaks Does It Again

You may want to check on New York Times Co v United States 403 U.S. 713 about the Pentagon Papers in 1971 when the New York Times attained information that the American government had bombed Cambodia and Laos during the Vietnam War. These papers were classified and the stealing of them was technically illegal but the publishing of them by the Times was within the first amendment rights. So there is case on hand that supports this type of action.
Thread: We'll both have to learn things along the way [Skylias & Las_True_Romantic]

This was the day, it was morning and Anthony awoke as the door to his cell opened. Bright light flooded the small four foot by four foot room as the door opened. He sat up on the bad, running his fingers through his hair and then streching his arms. Instinctivly, his hands went to his neck, only to find that the cold metal of the steel choke collar was still around his neck. Time to meet your mistress and go to your new home boy. A booming voice of his captor from the doorway called to him. With a sigh, Anthony rose from the bed, he walked to the doorway, his hands held out, slouching, and keeping his eyes on the floor. His captor snapped cuff onto his wrist and a leash to his ollar leading him to the black town car. You say nothing unless spoken to, or you'll be gagged again. His captor challenged as he closed the door and went to the driver's seat. It didn't take long at all to drive there, perhaps 10 minutes at most. Though to Anthony, it felt like much more. He couldn't remember much from before being captured by this man, but what he did remember made him cringe. Something about his stepfather oweing money and using him as collateral, that, and his name. His eyes looked out the window and watched the scenery pass by. His eyes grew wide when a rather large amd elegant house came into view. Alright, out. Go ring the doorbell while I park. His captor ordered, unlocking the car. With a sad nodd Anthony obeyed and left the car. He walked from the mailbox, where his captor had dropped him off, to the door. He waited a few moments, till he heard the engine die, then rang the bell. He stood on the doorstep, shirtless and in his ratty jeans. His captor being rather cheek, didn't think to supply him with clothes. A moment later his captor was besdie him, takin hold of the leash as he waited for someone to answer the door.
Thread: We'll both have to learn things along the way [Skylias & Las_True_Romantic]

White dashed rapidly before Skye's tired-looking eyes as she flipped through the pages of a novel. She sighed, snapping the cover shut and leaning on her knees. She sat on the edge of her queen-size bed in a tastefully decorated room. It had a slightly Victorian feel to it, one that she favored. Today. The word echoed in Skye's head as she contemplated recent events. Her parents had recently decided she'd finally outgrown her old nannies and deserved a servant to call her own. She'd chosen carefully, taking her time to search her options. She didn't look for the typical, friendly character, and many might even call her foolish for her choice. She'd known at once that he'd be the one she'd take home, quiet and mysterious as he was when she first saw him. Skye had strange feelings towards this unknown figure, so sad in appearance, but she felt potential in him. She was probably taking too much into her hands for the first time, but she knew she would regret any other decision. The sound of the doorbell interrupted her thoughts, sending her flying off the bed. Already? They'd hardly sent word for him but a few hours before. She felt silly, childish, being nervous to meet someone who was to be nothing more than her servant, and yet her hands fiddled nervously with her hair. Perhaps it was the responsibility going to her mind. Felice? Would you get the door? Her mother's voice called from the study downstairs, where she most often was. Skye didn't see much of her parents. Her father was always here or there, taking care of business as he called it, and mother...not much of a mother at all. Skye didn't mind. She preferred spending her time reading or walking through the garden surrounded by her own thoughts to pretending she wanted to be coddled by her family. But duty called. She smoothed her dress, stepping out of her room to overlook the balcony as the old slave made her way to open the doors.
Thread: We'll both have to learn things along the way [Skylias & Las_True_Romantic]

Stand up straight. The man said, snapping the leash across his backside, like a parent would a belt against a naughty childs behind. Anthony winced and took in a sharp breath, reluctantly he straightened out his shoulders, but his head remained bowed. The sting stayed with Anthony for a few more long minutes, only beginning to face when the door was answered. When Felice opened the door, his captor, Mr. Simms as he was called, smiled widely. Nice to see you again Felice. You are looking well. He snickered as his eyes looked at the woman up and down rather lewdly. Felice had also been one of Mr. Simms, he had trained her bewfore Skyes parents had bought her. Mr. Simms allowed himself in, tugging roughly on Anthonys leash. Anthony followed a few steps behind. Felice, would you tell Ms. Skye that her slave is here. He asked the female servant as she closed the door behind them. As they waited in the foyer, at the bottom of the stairs, Anthony bit his lip and tried hard to keep quiet. Although he was much stronger and faster than Mr. Simms, there was no way Anthony could escape. For one, he had nowhere to go, and for another, he had guards and dogs that followed them everywhere, and Anthony couldnt outrun them. Ahh, Ms. Skye. I would like to introduce to you your new slave. Mr. Simms said as Skye made her way down the stairs. I am honored that you chose to do business with me again. I hope he is to your liking Madame. He said with a slight bow, tugging on the leash once more. Anthony took a few steps forward, shuffling his way to the mans side. Introduce yourself. Mr. Simms barked, giving his leash another tug. With his head still hung, he spoke in a deep, sweet, yet slightly husky voice. My name is Anthony Mistress, I am your new slave. Whatever you wish to call me by, I shall answer. He said, each word slowly leaving his lips, his reluctantly obvious in his soft tone.
Thread: We'll both have to learn things along the way [Skylias & Las_True_Romantic]

Skye's spine stiffened as the pair made their way in the door. She recognized the man leading as the one who showed them around the slave trade at the market. She hadn't like him much, sensing he wasn't the most kind and forgiving man. She couldn't yet see the face of the black-haired figure behind him, who kept his head low, but she knew him all the same. She saw Mr. Simms hadn't bothered to improve his state, half-dressed and ragged as he was. At the mention of her name she started down the stairs, making them aware of her presence. Mr. Simms. Skye nodded in his direction. Thank you for bringing him by...it was most..kind of you. She winced a bit at the sharp jerk he gave to the leash. Silly as it sounded, she felt sorry for the poor thing. He looked as though he hadn't been properly fed or bathed since he'd come into the slave-handler's care. Her heart thudded a bit at the sound of his voice. It surprised her, as she hadn't before heard him speak. Anthony.. She tasted the name on her tongue, deciding immediately that she liked it. That will do. Thank you again for making the trip, Mr. Simms. I'm sure Felice will be happy to show you back to the door..if you're done. She tilted her head to the side a bit, holding her a hand open-palmed a few inches from her side for the leash, her meaning spelt clearly in her eyes. She really wasn't sure what she was doing, but she knew that she hated to appear indecisive in front of this man, and certainly not her new slave. As much as it was unlike her she felt the need to seem in control of the current situation. First thing..get him a bath and some food. Skye made the mental note to herself to hand him over to Felice to take care of this as soon as Mr. Simms had left.
Thread: We'll both have to learn things along the way [Skylias & Las_True_Romantic]

Mr. Simms grinned as Skye walked down the steps. He thought her a beautiful young lady, however, he would not press anything since her parents were his best client, and she nearly twenty years younger than him. He was oblivious to the malice in her tone, paying more attention to her soft lips as they formed words. He was quite perturbed when she expressed her want for him to leave, but kept his mouth shut, after all, she was paying quite a bit of money for what he thought was a dirty rat of a boy. Anthony noticed the slight distaste in her voice as Skye spoke to Mr. Simms. A point on her side, he bit his lip a little harder, trying to keep back a smile. When she repeated his name, it made him feel something, but he couldnt quite place what the feeling was. His eyes glanced up at her through his shaggy bangs, he had to admit, and she was much prettier than he remembered, but this didnt make his situation any better at the moment. You are most welcome Ms. Skye. If there are any problems with him, feel free to call or send him back. Mr. Simms assured her with another bow of his head. He dropped the leash unceremoniously into her hand. Felice, if you will. He asked the slave woman as he turned on his heel. He disappeared through the tall doors without even a goodbye, showing once more, just how rude of a character he is. When the door closed behind him, Felice made her way back over to Anthony and Skye. Ms. Skye, is there anything else I can do for you? She asked, standing beside the beautiful young lady. Anthony simply remained standing still, though now his shoulders were slumping slightly. He kept his head down, knowing it was best not to try her patience, it would make for a bad first impression.
Thread: We'll both have to learn things along the way [Skylias & Las_True_Romantic]

Skye's gaze remained on the leash in her half-open hand as she replied, uncertainty apparent in the gesture. Ahhh, yes. He...Anthony..will be needing a bath. And the clothes I bought. They should be in the washroom, where I left them...I hope you like all black, the last bit being aimed at the sullen figure on the other end of the leash. My parents' idea...You'll have to settle for it like the other servants. Her lips twisted a bit as she thought. Food, too, Felice. Just bring it to my room when you're done with him. You are hungry right? She didn't wait for an answer, obviously in a hurry to be out of the foyer as she handed him off to the head maid. Thank you Felice. And Anthony, don't be difficult. I only say it for your own good. She's less frail than she seems. Skye accidentally let a smile slip at the last bit, knowing herself the consequences of being stubborn with Felice.
Thread: We'll both have to learn things along the way [Skylias & Las_True_Romantic]

Anthony stood silent and still until she had referred to him. Thank you Mistress. He replied to her comment about the clothes and the reason for them having to be all black. He looked up at Skye when she asked him if he was hungry, Anthony was going to answer, however, she did not seem too interested in his answer. He nodded as she warned him not to be difficult. I will be on my best behavior Mistress, I assure you. Anthony replied, already thinking about small ways to test his limits. He had not noticed Skyes smile because he was so absorbed in his own thoughts Felice took the young mans leash in her hands and nodded as Skye gave her orders. Yes Ms. Sky, right away. She replied once Skye was finished talking. She turned to Anthony, offering a smile. She had seen Skyes smirk and knew exactly what the young woman was thinking. Felice managed to hold back a chuckle of her own. She gave his leash a gentle tug. Come now Anthony time to clean up for Ms. Sky. Felice said in a cheery tone leading him down the hall. Anthony followed two steps behind her, his eyes gazing around curiously exploring the large hallway.
Thread: We'll both have to learn things along the way [Skylias & Las_True_Romantic]

Skye left as soon as they were gone, heading back up the stairway to her room. She closed the door quietly behind her, leaving her back pressed against the unstained wood. The faint sent of the meal being prepared downstairs filled her as she inhaled deeply, closing her eyes. Roast with potatoes and carrots, one of her favorites. Too bad she probably wouldn't be eating much tonight with all of the butterflies in her stomach. Why was I so rude? She thought, mentally smacking her forehead. She'd been so pressed on getting that man out of the house that she hadn't been as courteous as she might have liked. Normally she was very kind-tempered, but something about Mr. Simms just ate at her. The way he looked at her, like another pretty slave to keep under his lock and key. She knew her parents wouldn't approve anyhow. He was much older than she, and they merely saw him under business related terms. However, they had as of recent been trying to spark her interest by inviting certain guests to lunch. Daddy called them business potentials but she knew the real reason. It didn't matter, they were all the same and she had no interest, money-driven and overwhelmingly vain as they were. Her hand pressed to her forehead, which felt hot to her cool hands. She shouldn't get herself worked up, she would be needing her energy for later. With sudden realization she looked around the room. Skye hadn't considered where their new guest was to sleep. The only other male servants in the house were some of the cooks, and she certainly couldn't ask them to make room for yet another in their quarters. Great. He's been here 10 minutes and I'm already finding problems. Not quite the best way to make a first impression. She set the issue in the back of her mind to be dealt with later, as for now, she had lessons in the morning and a book that needed finishing, boring as it was.
Thread: We'll both have to learn things along the way [Skylias & Las_True_Romantic]

Once they were out of earshot, Anthony began to speak up. He felt that he could speak freely amongst the other help. So Ms. Felice, what exactly am I going to be doing around here? He asked, increasing his pace so that he was now by her side. Felice gave a giggle and shook her head. Whatever Ms. Skye asks you to do. She replied back with a smirk, knowing that the answer wouldnt satisfy him, and she was right, it didnt. Anthony gave a pout and shrugged his shoulders, this lady had more wit than hed thought. Felice opened the door to the washroom, it had a tall ceiling that seemed to go up for miles, the walls were painted s deep violet and there was a faint but glittery gold lace pattern on the walls, but it only showed when the bright light from the chandelier hit it just right. Anthony was awestruck by this room. The floor, sink, and bath all carved from a soft pink marble sparkled with onyx, the large fluffy towels made of the finest cotton hung off of gold plated racks, all of the faucets and knobs gilded in the same gold. He could tell that this room alone cost a fortune to design, let alone the whole Victorian style house. Felice unhooked the collar from around his neck. Ill expect you behave. Start stripping while I draw your bath. For now I will leave you to take care of yourself, but if you take too long I will be forced to help you. She told the young man as she placed his collar and leash on the counter near the mirror and sink. Her threat seemed more playful than anything, and from the sound of it, she probably wouldnt mind helping Anthony wash up, however, he certainly did have a problem with that. Yes Ms. Felice, thank you. He replied simply, not in the mood to ask another question because of the way she responded last. Once the tub was filled up, Felice turned off the faucet and walked toward the door. Out of courtesy, she avoided looking at the young male slave. You have five minutes. There is a razor and cream on the sink for you to shave, everything else is on the shelf next to the tub. I expect you to clean up well for miss Skye. She said as she walked toward the door. Remember to wash behind your ears too. You know Ill be sure to check. Felice added with a laugh, then closed the door behind her. Anthony just nodded in response and let out a heavy sigh when the door shut behind her. Alone again at last He thought to himself, allowing a smile to curl on his lips. Anthony made his way to the tub and sunk in, he let out a pleased purr as he felt the warm water sooth his aching and sore muscles and leaned back, allowing himself to rest for a minute. So my new Mistress He thought as his mind began to trail off. She looks rather young. She cant any older than me. Anthony pondered curiously. As his thoughts wondered, his hands moved to clean his body, almost as if they had a mind of their own. And she seemed a little bitter toward Mr. Simms. That is the only good thing I have seen about her so far Anthony thought to himself as he recalled her sharp and poisonous tone when she talked to the old slave trader.
Thread: We'll both have to learn things along the way [Skylias & Las_True_Romantic]

Fidgety as she was, Skye was certainly not in the mood for literature. The brass clock on her desktop seemed to tick annoyingly loud and her ears rang. Finally she gave up, tossing the book to the side and stretching. Dinner would be in a short while and she knew mother would be having another guest for her. A knock on her door proved her right. Skye, darling? Her mother's voice crooned. The girl bit her lip, hiding the reluctance in her voice as she replied. Come in..mother. The door swung open immediately, red flowing in before her mother's figure. You know the Clarence family? Your father brought them home last month. Her mother sounded falsely cheerful as she layed the scarlet dress on the bed in one large flourish. Well, turns out they have a son who will be doing us the honor of joining us for dinner tonight! You know I want you to look your best, so I had Maria pick up something for you over the weekend. Skye mumbled to herself, eying the garment with distaste. Mother. You know I do have clothes in my closet that are perfectly fine. She was always giving her this or that to wear for her suitors, usually eye-catching expensive ensembles, which had exactly the opposite effect that Skye wanted with those men. Nonsense, you needed something new. Besides, you know I love to see you try them on for us. The woman rested a hand on her hip, seeing Skye's lack of enthusiasm. We'll expect you in an hour. In the dress. And that was that, as she stalked out of the room. Skye sighed bitterly. She didn't seem to understand that Skye had no interest for all of the hand-picked men that came by the house to woo her. She groaned, feeling a headache and curled her knees pulled to her chest in the winged reading chair. Can't be too much longer til he's done, she thought. Her eyelids fell low and soon she was asleep, a picture of innocence, breathing softly in the corner of the room.