A young woman named Elizabeth posted this strange but funny conversation on her diary in late November. What is even stranger but not at all funny is that the Fiery One posted the exact same conversation on his weblog back in October.

Lizzie straight out cut-and-pasted the Fiery One's work from his weblog into hers, only changing the names of the speakers to reflect her and her boyfriend's initials. Me thinks she's not so web saavy, because a web saavy individual would know several things that she obviously does not:

  • Copying another person's writing directly from their website and posting it to your own without attribution equals plagiarism. That is wrong and illegal and rude and lame and in poor taste and a sign of a dull mind.
  • When a plagiarizee (the Fiery One) very politely contacts the plagiarizer (Lizzie), asking her to contact him, the plagiarizer should do so. She did not, and she had a whole week to do it.
  • When you have plagiarized someone else's work and have been found out and contacted by that someone, not only should you do so, but you should also remove the offending copy from your website.
  • The Fiery One is well-liked and somewhat known, so there is always the possibility that someone who is familiar with his writing will stumble upon crass copies of his work and tell him about it (which is what happened).
  • If someone using a publicly hosted weblog tool blatantly plagiarizes the work of others and refuses to remove it, the host can (and very likely will) be contacted to remove that someone's diary altogether.

    Plagiarism is wrong. It is theft. It is deceitful. It is unkind. It is not a compliment to the original author, because there is no nod to the skill that went into the work that has since been misappropriated and used out of context. I assume the person plagiarizing a work must have some notion of personal gain, but when it is done on the internet, the risk of being discovered is too high. Which brings me right back to one of my earlier statements: plagiarism is ...a sign of a dull mind, an obtuseness borne either of a lack of proper education (I learned that it was wrong and why in elementary school) or of a wilful ignorance.

    At any rate, it's kind of pathetic that she feels she has to steal a recorded conversation between the Fiery One and I and pass it off as one between her and her boyfriend. It does not give the impression that either of them has much of interest to say. The Fiery One and I, on the other hand, have a lot to say, and that conversation was ours. We enjoyed it so much that he wrote it down, and I feel a little abused myself to see someone stealing it without regard for even good manners.

    On a lighter note:
    The dialogic studio is way cool. This guy wears an apparatus on his head that lets him see what we see while he paints for us over the internet.

    A Softer World has me in fits over affectionate nouns.

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    "Upon the Thief" by John Bunyan

    The Pilgrim's Progress in Modern English by John Bunyan