It stems waayyyyy back from childhood when one of my grade school science project’s was destroyed overnight by what my teacher called, ‘A jealous classmate’.
No matter how confusing it was at the time, as an adult looking back on the situation it still makes my blood boil but also paralyzes me to the point of pure frustration because I still can’t do a thing about it except bitch.
Don’t original ideas take a long time to come up with and don’t those ideas DEFINE who and what we are and our artistic integrity?
So I can sort of half accept that my ideas are either totally or subconsciously influenced by external environmental factors, movies, books, porno, (I don’t watch that), etc etc etc, but taking an idea and pawning it off as your own – just wrong, and they actually talk about good stealing and bad stealing in the book.