Youtube already died when it became overrun with shitty "tribute" music videos.

I'm leaning towards a "so-what" stance. It's not like this is the first internet Jesus app to go commercial and disappoint all the frustrated unwashed who hoped it would elevate them into a mythical new land where their entirely speculative talent was rewarded with enough cash to keep them in twinkies for another month. Thunderfoot - I stress, Thunderfoot - is alarmed that no one might get to see his videos. He should count his blessings that it got this far at all. That anyone without more than a casual interest in internet video subculture ever heard anything anyone of the likes of Thunderfoot, or indeed any of us, ever said was a historical anomaly squealing on the ground next to its own freakish afterbirth, waiting for death to get off its ass and pronounce it stillborn. In a couple of years the excess capacity of bandwidth gifted by the Bubble will be exhausted and internet video - the primary gobbler - will need to simultaneously contract and start making money to justify any future expansion. If you're just too boring to get paid to talk, it's not called censorship. It's called being an average person.

This is amazingly alarmist for a person like Thunderfoot.

Hey douchebag, go lease a server, learn some PHP or Ruby, and write your own YouTube. They didn't invent video hosting, so they don't own it.