I sat at my desk scrolling through my endless emails, when my eyes caught sight of an unfamiliar address that left me feeling uneasy. The subject line read “Legal Notice,” and my heart sank. I hesitated for a moment, but my curiosity got the best of me, and I opened the email. As I read through the legal jargon, my heart started pounding in my chest. This time, it wasn’t just a Cease and Desist letter; it was a lawsuit from a photographer claiming that Bud and Roach had used their copyrighted image without permission. The dollar amount, $5,000, sent me into a tailspin. “5 grand for a fucking pic the size of a nickel? Fuck that!”. I felt like I had been punched in the gut. My breath caught in my throat, and I sat there, stunned, trying to make sense of it all. How could I have been so careless? I had always been so focused on creating content and sharing my passion with the world that I never stopped to consider the legal implications of what I was doing. And now, I was facing the consequences of my ignorance. The wind had been knocked out of me, and I felt a deep sense of dread as I realized that I had to tell Alonzo, who was also named, and my wife Brenna about the lawsuit. This was my fuckup, not Alonzo’s. Yet, there he was ready to face this battle head on alongside me. I was supposed to be the one taking care of everything, but instead, I was putting the people closest to me at risk with my recklessness. As the reality of the situation set in, I felt myself slipping into a dark place. The pandemic had already taken a toll on my finances, and this lawsuit was the last thing I needed. I felt like I was drowning, and there was no one there to save me. But even in the midst of all the chaos, I knew that I couldn’t give up. I had to learn from my mistakes and take responsibility for my actions. As I sat there, feeling overwhelmed and defeated, I made a promise to myself that I would do better. I would educate myself on copyright law and take the necessary steps to ensure that I never found myself in this position again. It may have been a small step, but it was long overdue, and a little too late.
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