All of his problems could have been solved if he just did the sensible normal thing any person would do and have a lawyer help him figure it out.
All of his problems could have been solved if he just did the sensible normal thing any person would do and have a lawyer help him figure it out.
It's not an essay about a problem, it's an essay about experiencing a problem. The former can be solved with a lawyer, the latter with... Well nothing really. It's an experience.
He’s very open about his responsibility for the miscommunication. And says he does not blame Carl (except for apparently hiding the Microsoft buyout from him).
As for the end poem, I’ve never played Minecraft but I found it to be beautiful and touching writing.
Curious where you got that impression? I can't see anything in the bit where he's writing the poem that he mentions anything even vaguely pertaining to drugs.
Whilst this may have reached a better legal and financial conclusion, I don't think it would have helped the author that much. It's obvious that he cares of the art, and for his perceived friendship.
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All of his problems could have been solved if he just did the sensible normal thing any person would do and flat out assume all the other humans on the planet are complete assholes.
And of course, even though he said he didn't approach anybody, the speculative part of my brain actually thinks he informally may have done so and received such advice (that he didn't have a case) and conveniently omitted as much from the narrative.
Not having a contract does not mean that Mojang’s terms are in force.