I can just see it now
Scene: a primary school somewhere in rural England. There's a smell of new-mown hay filtering in through the open windows and the children's voices echo across the playground as they enjoy themselves in the warm sunshine.
Inside, a young teacher copies some sheets for the next lesson.
When all of a sudden, there's a screeching of tyres and a white van comes racing into the playground, scattering the terrified children. Half a dozen burly mouth-breathing Trading Standards officers charge into the building and throw the teacher to the floor.
"Hold it right there bitch! Lady, you is in such deep shit that you gonna drown! That goddam worksheet is copyrighted, muthafucka!"
And after a damn good Tasering and a dose of CS gas, the miscreant is dragged out in handcuffs and bundled into the back of the van. The photocopier is seized along with all the school's books, as these might also have been copied at some time in the past.
The children however have their trauma cured by a free sticker each with the proud slogan "Copy right - not copy wrong."
Give it three years max...