The 5 Stages of Being Plagiarized
A few months ago, some Brazilian HAM fans brought to our attention a crazy little media dust storm down in Brazil. Apparently, the TV network Globo had unapologetically (and not very tactfully) plagiarized the logo we created for The Children's Museum of NH back in 2014. A rollercoaster of emotions followed...
1. Whoa, cool.
When “the news broke,” and yes, that is a turn of phrase that applies here because a handful of news articles were sent to us from across an ocean and literally slowed down our internet, I remember smiling hard and fast and seeing my business partner smile just as hard and just as fast. A global media company in Brazil, GLOBO, had absolutely plagiarized a logo of ours. Very absolutely. Whoa. That’s kind of amazing, we thought.
2. Anger (PUNCH EVERYTHING?)
Then we googled Globo and quickly came to realize that they were a mega media company akin to a Fox News that ate all other competitors, large and small, and was helmed by an evil dictator (not, Roger Ailes, but probably looks and sounds a lot like Roger Ailes, if we had to guess). So, here we are with a classic case of David versus Goliath, but really, we realized we were dealing with David’s wimpier younger brother (us, hi!) versus...what’s bigger than Goliath? A malicious galaxy that swallows all and apologizes to no one? The Nothing from the Neverending Story? That’s the closest comparison I can think of. This realization obviously made us very, very, angry.
3. Bargaining (Opportunity?)
Surely we can do something about this. And by something, we’re thinking that could be one of those oversized checks they present at ballparks but with our names on it, from Globo, with an “oops, sorry” written in the memo. We could find lawyers that know international IP laws (we couldn't). We could wear suits and pound fists and declare victory for good over evil. We could be heroes! We could pay the studio rent for a year! Thank you, Globo, for your pernicious, yet advantageous to us mistake!
4. Depression (Defeat, Tail between legs?)
Wait. Globo is in Brazil. There are rules and limitations and statutes and none of this give us any rights in pursuing justice. Lawyers frown when they hear our story. Somehow, this is the fault of the TPP Trade Agreement, surely. Shit. We are tiny. We are silent. We are robbed without consent. It stings. It sucks. Shit.
5. Acceptance (DON't WE HAVE other shit to do?)
At a certain point, fatigue sets in. The word Globo sounds ridiculous from repetition. We’re tired. And we have shit to do. Let’s just hope no one steals it.