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Copyright 2006 Joel I. Rosenblatt All Rights Reserved
Mr. Rosenblatt, a Registered Patent Attorney with the U.S. Patent
and Trademark Office, practices in the commercial law of technology
and the Internet and the law of patents, trademarks, and copyrights.
He is a Florida Supreme Court Certified Mediator, a Florida Bar Certified
Approved Mediator for Computer Law Disputes, and is admitted to the
Northern, Middle, and Southern, U.S. District Courts for Florida.
Any questions or comments may be directed to Mr. Rosenblatt at (321)
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It happened in Palm Bay, Fla. It could not have happened
in Mims. Mims is too far from Palm Bay. It was in a convenience store
close to I/95. The kind of high-traffic area, always the choice of the
self-promoting, self-styled, and undocumented practitioner of the law,
who in this case is also an undocumented entrant, enjoying a long, but
suspicious visit in a misguided attempt to better himself in the only
American way he knew, or perhaps had.
In a scheme to make a living and nothing more, the hero of our story, grew up
in a country with considerably less wealth but with a higher regard for the mere
possession of pack of Marlboro cigarettes, even without the cigarettes. He decided
to sell his own locally packed discounted Marlboro packages knowing his customers
would gladly buy the locally made product at his cheaper price rather than the
product put out on the market by the legitimate but remote Marlboro trademark
owner, the Lorillard Company.
Yes, it is true. The quality of the cigarettes in the local product was far from
what our Lorillard’s Marlboro Man would smoke. However, that was an advantage.
The object was to market a cheaper box of Marlboros, whose value was not in the
tobacco product it might contain, but in the box itself with its distinctive
name Marlboro, and its distinctive red and white trade dress, and its evoking
of a older American on horseback, something like the American way.
In this kind of story, there is always a lawyer where least desired. Here the
lawyer is performing a regular lawyer activity of advising against a course of
conduct which by chance may succeed, but which the Rules of the Florida Bar would
label at least as bad as unethical, perhaps willful, as it would any other quick
buck schemes that seeks an easy path to riches through what may perceived as
the legal loopholes of the law.
This lawyer told our hero his plan would be stopped by Lorillard using the legal
powers of its Marlboro trademark. Now, not every one who hasn’t passed
a bar exam is legally ignorant or unable to grasp legal subtleties. Some of our
best legal minds are presently studying their own ways to financial success,
usually finishing with the conclusion “they will never catch us,” emphasis
on the “will.” Or better yet, “I have a good case if we are
sued,” emphasis on the “if,” “which will never happen
anyway.” No question mark at the end of that one. Once, having had explained
that Marlboro’s mark protects the identify of the source of the product,
in this case Lorillard, as the sole source of the Marlboro package, our enterprising
and ambitious for success student of Adam Smith and proponent of the free and
unregulated market as the best way to be an American, decided he would sell the
fake Marlboro packs at one-half the price, advertising that his fake packs were
not the Lorillard Marlboro packs and not for smoking but just for personal decoration
as in “Look everyone, I smoke Marlboros.” Not the kind of use that
would infringe the Marlboro mark for tobacco products, or as the Marlboro Man
would say “smokes.”
What could be simpler? Lorillard could not accuse our Palm Bay experiment, conducted
at the fringes of trademark law, of violating the Marlboro mark. After all, trademarks
protect the consumer’s right to the identity of a product as shown by its
trademark. The reason is the consumer, laying down the high price for Marlboros,
would get the genuine article, and not something made in Mims by our entrepreneur’s
brother-in-law, from something like dried swamp cabbage.
The involvement of the Mims brother in law was to arrange for the fake Marlboro
boxes and to stuff them with the cheapest of cheap no name cigarettes. While
the fakes looked like the real thing, there was a sign prominently placed over
the convenience store’s Marlboro display, stating in no uncertain terms,
in English, Spanish, French, Creole, and in several Asian and African languages
and dialects (nothing was left to chance), that the Marlboros, in the display
were not Lorillard Marlboros but fakes made by the seller’s brother-in-law
in Mims. And while the cigarettes contained therein could be smoked, the quality
was not to be compared with the real Marlboros, as in the older Marlboro Man.
To be sure the message was clear that the Mims/Palm Bay Marlboros were not the
real stuff, the sign added that these fake Marlboros were not intended for smoking,
but for wearing, with the only benefit being the high-esteem for the owner of
a Marlboro pack.
This practice by comparison is not any different that the growth in the use of
trademarks as prominent product decorations and symbols of the good taste and
liquidity of the owner or wearer. Easy examples are Louis Vuitton, Rolex, and
the Paiget, among others. Automobiles come to mind with Lexus, Mercedes, Infiniti,
and BMW. What’s the use of having money if it can’t be spent to produce
a little status among friends?
The key to success was in a simple plan to sell Marlboros, not for the good “smokes” that
went into the pack sold with the registered mark Marlboro, but for the pack itself
and a use of the mark as a decorative piece of wearing apparel and clearly not
within Lorillard’s U.S. Patent & Trademark Official Principal Register
listed goods as tobacco products.
As we say in the law, equity will not tolerate a wrong without a remedy, and
to our judicial system trained in protecting the rights of trademark owners,
something was wrong and had to be corrected. In this case, the court found Lorillard’s
petition for an injunction, just the kind of action in equity offering a clear
path to a remedy, at least as clear and as direct as the I/95 route from Palm
Bay to Mims.
In any action, a court must find an irreparable harm before it can grant an injunction.
But there was no harm in the sale to the convenience store consumer, who was
plainly and directly told “do not believe these are the real Marlboros,
which they are not because these fake Marlboros are made by my brother-in-law
in Mims.”
Because equity will not tolerate a wrong without a remedy, and for no better
reason, the court, not willing to permit this injury to go unpunished, was left
with a dilemma. Trademark law is designed to stop consumer confusion at the point
of sale, and in this case there was none. Our convenience store owner made sure
of that by his sign clearly stating, “These are not Lorillard Marlboros.” Not
to be deterred, this equity court did what equity courts are expected to do,
namely come up with a new doctrine, this time the Doctrine of Downstream Harm.
The Doctrine of
Downstream Harm is directed to goods after their point of sale entry
in commerce. It rests on several principles; first the
viewing public and subsequent purchasers may be harmed if the fakes can’t
be identified from the real Marlboros. Second, the wide spread adoption
of the fakes may make the mark too familiar and familiarity breeds contempt.
Third, on the theory of “if you can’t beat them, join them,” Lorillard
may decide to reduce its Marlboro quality to compete with the knockoff
fake Marlboros, harming consumers of high quality tobacco products (that’s
hard to believe). Fourth, the inferior quality of the knockoffs may damage
the reputation of the real Marlboros, causing consumers to switch to
a more reliable brand (while that is believable).
The list, built on the imagination of well paid corporate lawyers, goes
on, but these few examples make the point, enough to stop our plan but
not far
enough to put the brother in law out of business. “How about,” he
says, “printing an adhesive backed, ‘Marlboro wrapper that can
be bought to wrap around a pack of Lucky Strikes?’”
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