Plagiarism

Friday 3^rd September 1999

This was my 'professional' writer friend's attempt at consoling me when I reacted to someone appropriating some of my web efforts effortlessly on this digital bilge stream.

It wasn't the collection of the data that annoyed me nor the identical organisation of the data - it was the lack of recognition for the legwork. It's a uni student thing.

As the title suggests, I am a uni graduate. Plagiarism was one of the few official messages that sifted through the alcoholic haze of undergraduate existence. The recognition of other peoples' works was a paramount requirement of any aspiring academic aspirant.

You may have thought, independently, that the earth goes 'round the sun - not the other way 'round - but it would be truely amiss of you to not have trotted off to the library and confirmed one's thinking with the mighty tomes. "Galileo ... I thought that was a sickly spirit you had with soda..."

end of rant.