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Cameron flew the drone a couple of times, getting some overhead shots of police cars at shootings and accidents. He sent the imagery to the stations, and they intercut it into their broadcast stories without any particular comment or reference to how it had been captured. “Hey, man,” Duke said. “I didn’t think you were really going to do it.” “Why wouldn’t I? I told you I was.” “You’re going to get yourself into trouble,” Duke said, even though he, more than Cameron, had been the fount of all kinds of ideas on how the microdrone could cover a breaking news event. “Why?” “It’s illegal—flying drones for commercial purposes.” “On, ridiculous,” Cameron said. “People are flying microdrones all over the place.” “Yeah, and the FAA is going after them, imposing fines, sending threatening letters.” “I don’t give a shit about the FAA.” “I do,” Duke said. “They hold my future in their hands. I have a pilot’s license that they can revoke.” “Some of the best things I do as a reporter are not, strictly speaking, legal,” Cameron said. “Cops and regulators of all kinds wish journalism itself was illegal. It would make their lives a lot simpler if it were.” “I have to care about the FAA,” Duke said. “Okay, okay. I understand, man.” Cameron shook his head. “But this stuff you introduced me to is way cool. I really would like to explore its potential.” He looked at Duke with concern, and then chortled. “Tell you what: quit your helicopter job before they lay you off, and come fly newsdrones with me.” “No thanks,” Duke said. I much prefer being in the air.” “Away from the action,” Duke said. “I understand. Bravery in many different forms. You dodge the geese. I’ll dodge the bullets.”
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