What the AP Owes Its Sources
If the Associated Press wishes to charge bloggers for the number of words they can quote from their articles, then the time has come for the AP to pay for quotes it uses in articles. What follows is a partial list of outstanding amounts that the AP owes under its current model (at the current rates) to figures it has talked with in articles published during the past two hours.
White House Press Secretary Dana Perino: 42 words ($17.50)
President George W. Bush: 8 words ($12.50)
83-year-old flood survivor Lois Russell: 32 words ($17.50)
Garner resident Helen Jennings: 13 words ($12.50)
Mayor Roger Ochs: 19 words ($12.50)
Flood survivor Steve Poggemiller: 11 words ($12.50)
Mike Allred of the Centers for Disease Control and Provention: 11 words ($12.50)
Flood survivor Amy Wyss: 34 words ($17.50)
Barack Obama: 229 words ($50.00)
McCain national security director Randy Scheunemann: 22 words ($12.50)
Former CIA director James Woolsey: 27 words ($17.50)
Richard Clarke: 37 words ($17.50)
Sen. John Kerry: 6 words ($12.50)
George Takei: 16 words ($12.50) (To add insult to injury, the AP quoted Takei quoting from Star Trek. Paramount Legal: The AP is trying to collect on your intellectual property!)
It isn’t necessary to go further. The upshot is that the AP owes some serious dinero to these distinguished American figures. $237.50 is the total here, and I’ve only gone through about a quarter of the articles that have been posted in the past two hours. So let’s quadruple that, shall we? $1,000 in a mere two hours! That’s $500/hour X 24!
So it seems to me that the real cheap bastards here are the Associated Press! $12,000 per day! To hell with fair use. In the interests of intellectual property, the time has come for these interview subjects to generate invoices and bill these inveterate gougers at the AP for all they are worth!
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