When most people consume DVDs or Blue-ray discs, they get their little red Netflix envelope (or rent it from their local Blockbuster, assuming it's still in business), and they pop it in their dedicated hardware player, they hit a button or two on their remote, and then everything just works. How wonderful that would be.
I'm an atypical digital consumer. I speak Swedish to my young children, who are as bilingual as you can be at their age without being truly immersed in two languages. They hear English from everyone around them, except for me. To my aid, however, I have plenty of Swedish books, Skype video chat with their Swedish relatives, the occasional youtube clip, and mp3s and CDs with Swedish songs.
I also have an arsenal of Swedish DVDs. These are perfectly legal DVDs, purchased and paid for in Sweden, carefully gift wrapped, and delivered on the happy days when grandma and grandpa come and make up for their involuntary long absence from their grandkids' lives with gifts from the old country. The problem is that the minute I hit play on my DVD player, dozens of heavily armed FBI agents will knock down my door, drag me away, and lock me up. Could you spot the crime?
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