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Stealing Vibe

Legal protection for someone's vibe is an interesting concept. The parties involved in this lawsuit are influencers and their vibe drives followers and income so there is likely argument to be made there. But what about regular folks who are not known or recognized as influencers? They too could have vibes that inspire plagiarism. It could be that someone's vibe is to be involved in marathons, training, running and having a community around that. Maybe they are partial to a particular style of athleisure. What if their friend or neighbor was inspired by that vibe and started to copy some or all of it. The person no longer remains quite as unique. This reminds me of a kld in school who was a few years older than me. She had a very unique sense of style that could shine through even the boring school uniform that allowed almost no opportunity for self-expression. 

B was not one to be held back by such constraints. There would be little flourishes added where possible and permissible to make her stand out from the sea of school-uniforms. Inevitably, copycats would emerge and soon there would be a scattering and more of girls who followed what B did. So she'd change things up and yet again as the followers caught on. I was a good bit younger to do any of that but was definitely well aware that B was the trend-setter and the older girls took their cues from her. Thinking back, I think B did not want people to copy her - the novelty and ingenuity was lost when they did. She always needed to stay ahead of the pack to maintain her separation from the crowds. Wherever she is now, I have no doubt B has a very unique vibe and chances are that she inspires others to do as she does - she was that kind of person, calm, self-assured and above the fray, qualities that those kids in school clearly found admirable.

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