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22nd-Apr-2017 03:08 pm - [sticky post] Moving Day: On To Dreamwidth.
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Henceforth, I can be found at warriorsavant.dreamwidth.org (Yeah, keeping the 'warriorsavant' moniker. Partly because that's me, even if haven't been a warrior lately (and questionably if a savant), and partly because too busy to think of another clever name.) For the meanwhile, will crosspost to LJ, but comments only on DW.

Why am I moving? Mostly (as we say in the vernacular) Imma follow my peeps.

Why is everyone moving? If I understand correctly, LJ is owned by a Russian company, and has been for a number of years. Last December they finally moved the last of the servers to Russia, which means they are now obligated to follow Russian censorship laws. Russia is cracking down on political blogs, but also have pretty restrictive laws on LGBTQ content, etc. Technically anyone using LJ is bound by those Russian laws. For the new TOS (terms of service), the English translation is not legally binding but the Russian one is, which means non-Russian speakers (eg me and most people I know) accepted a TOS that we cannot read, which was the last straw for many. Let me point out that it is not unreasonable for a Russian site to say that the Russian-language TOS (which is a contract) is the legally binding one. I'm in Quebec, where the French language version of a law is what is legally binding. That is, if I thought I was following the law because I read a bad English translation (even if it was the official governement translation), and the original French language version was different, well, that's my problem. Same for any country. The "World" Wide Web isn't. A site hosted in a country, even a repressive one, has to follow the laws of that country.

Would that really effect LGBTQ posting on LJ? Probably not. However people are moving because everyone on various websites are up in arms about LJ is now a tool of the evil, anti-LGBTQ Russian gov’t or something. No, I don’t support that, but (a) this is not verified, (b) I have larger reasons to detest the Russian govt (conquering part of Ukraine; fomenting armed rebellion in other parts of Ukraine; supporting Assad and Kim, the two current world chaps for massacring their own people, one of who is using chemical warfare on them), (c) if I got righteously and wrathfully indignant over everything that every website insists I should be righteously and wrathfully indignant over, I’d have to clone myself 100 times and still not have enough hours in the day. So why am I considering moving? Partly because might be true (and all the other reasons to detest the Czarist Govt), plus everyone I know on LJ seems to be moving, so I don’t want to lose my vast, dedicated cadre of followers (either of you).

See you on Dreamwidth.

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22nd-Jun-2018 05:39 pm - Real Estate Matters: Good But Sad
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Finally sold the old condo. The closing went fine, and happy mood prevailed. They seem like a nice couple, and I sincerely wish them joy and happiness in their new home. Nom & I went out for a nice lunch (without the kids) in celebration.

Last night, went to say goodbye to the old place, with Nom and the kids. I love where my life is now, but it was still very sad. I'd lived there for over 10 years. It was the adult, sophisticated, urban apartment. Not perfect (nothing ever is), but it was really cool. I had some bad times there, but many good times also. I really felt it was my home. After leaving the house where I grew up, nothing ever felt really permanent/like a real home that was mine. That condo did feel that way. This house mostly does, but haven't lived here long enough to really have a connection.

Not only was the condo the sophisticated, etc, etc, it was where I was living when I met Nom, and we had our kids and got married.* Wallstreet was too young to remember it, but Hedgefund definitely did and was very sad. I have so many memories of her as a baby and toddler there. The kids were standing on the window ledge, looking at cars going past. I remember holding her on that ledge (she was standing, I was making sure she didn't fall off), and when a car went past, she'd wave, and say "bye car," and smile.

Then we left, waved, and said "bye house," but weren't smiling.

*Very traditional: get married, move in together, have kids…. just not quite in that order. We actually got married at the condo in an intimate home ceremony.
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11th-Jun-2018 11:07 am - Oy
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I'm told one of the signs of "getting old" is that you wake up and something hurts for no good reason. (That and you make those little, quite, involuntary noises when you bend or move. I've been consciouely refraining from doing that, but it takes a deliberate effort.) It starts sporadically in your 50's, then gets worse/more frequent from decade by decade. Probably year by year. Possibly day by day. Oy.

About 4 days ago woke up with achilles tendonitis in my left foot. No reason, just woke up with it. Makes walking difficult. Just falling apart. Maybe that's why people eventually die, they either just fall apart one bit at time, or they just get tired of dealing with it.

Add to that everyone here has been sick on-and-off (most "on") for the past month. I've been that in-between state of not quite sick, not quite well.

Good stuff has been happening too, but this is a whiny post and I'm going to just whine, and am hereby doing it. (So there!)

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3rd-Jun-2018 01:04 pm - A Light Bulb Joke (-ish)
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How many warriorsavants does it take to change a light bulb? 
No wait, the question is how many weeks does it take one warriorsavant to change a light bulb:
a) weeks? you mean minutes, dontcha? It's just changing a dang light bulb dude. You're a very handy guy, son of Mr. Fixit.
b) oh right, you have very young kids, so 2-3 weeks is likely.

Yeah: "b".

The process:
First wait until they're out of the house so they don't "help," then find the ladder (hidden away so they don't play on/with it and kill themselves), then take off the globe and unscrew the bulb, then search the house and find out you don't have that size/type/wattage bulb. (When we were planning/doing the renovations, I swore I would have everything using just 1 type of bulb. My designer, architect, electrician, and contractor all laughed at me.)

Second, put away ladder and light globe so kids don't play on/with it and kill themselves and/or break the glass globe (having at least cleaned said very-dusty glove), then find some time to go to the hardware store and get that size/type/wattage bulb.

Third, try to find more time when no kids around, give up, and have them "help," after each wanting 2 turns climbing up-and-down ladder (well, each wanted several dozen turns, but they got 2).

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29th-May-2018 08:23 pm - False Alarms
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First a literal one. The fire alarm went off in my office building. Understand that it is a condo building, with offices/businesses on the ground floor, and 6 stories of residential units above that. Fortunately very nice weather, so we all congregated outside. The building is along the Canal, surrounded by what is a rather long, thin, Federal Park, plus the office across from mine is a bike shop cum café and they have a terrace. Actually did a consultation on one or two of my waiting patients, who didn't have to undress; we just stepped "into my office" (ie several steps away from anyone else). In the end, it was a false alarm caused by dust from renovations getting into one of the detectors. (They are supposed to cover the detectors during the workday and uncover them when they leave. I know, having just done 2 sets of renovations.) I asked one of the fireman if false alerts happened frequently at this building, and he just nodded with a disgusted look on his face.

Second a metaphorical one. Had a message to call lawyer xxx at firm yyy. Calls from lawyers rarely good. Especially when I googled firm yyy and noted they were "
Un cabinet au service des usagers du système de santé du Québec" This is French for "Ambulance chasers." Turned out they were looking for someone to do Medical Expertise for Dermatology. Sorry, folks, but keep looking. One could argue that they are in the service of justice and I should help them, but "service of justice" sometimes is the same as "hired gun," depending which side of the table (courtroom) one is sitting on. It's rather like Satan asking the Preacher Man for help harvesting souls, "because they're sinners and they deserve it." We have an adversarial legal system, and they're the adversaries. Come to think of it, I believe the literal translation from the Old Hebrew of Satanactually does mean "Adversary." It is actually Ha Satan, "The Adversary." From my admittedly limited readings of the Old Testament, Satan is not the adversary of God, but of Man, more of what we would call today (un-ironically), a "Devil's Advocate."

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25th-May-2018 01:53 pm - It's Been a Day
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In Patrick Taylor's Irish Country Doctor series, the young protagonist, Dr. Barry Laverty, is introduced to his mention, Dr. Fingal Flahertie O'Reilly, when the latter physically evicts a patient from his office because he hadn't washed his smelly feet before wanting them examined. I'm not sure the College des Medécins would appreciate my doing likewise, but it was tempting today. There's a reason we keep a bottle of air freshener handy.

Don't sit in my chair. Really, it's not hard. The chair in front of the desk is mine, it's my office, you don't sit in it. Also, don't move the furniture. I thought carefully about the layout of the office, and the placement, and there's a reason why things are where they are. Don't move them. Not even moving the patient's chair, especially not 2-3 feet backwards. But really, keep out of my chair.

It's rare that a patient faints, but does happen. Super rare that we don't see it coming. Usually they're still in the exam room, I see them looking pale & sweaty, and quickly have them sit or lie down. Rarely they make it up to reception, and Evil Secretary is very good about spotting the signs and running around the desk and having them sit down. Only once that I can think of did someone give no warning. He (she?) was standing at the reception desk, talking, looking perfectly fine, and suddenly went out. Today it was the daughter of an elderly patient. Daughter looked at me, said, "Mom is feeling faint, can I get her some water." I said there was a glass by the sink, while quickly helped mom to sit down… when daughter fainted without warning. She was fine besides being embarrassed, but only second patient in this many years to faint without warning. Crossposted from %%https://warriorsavant.dreamwidth.org Please comment there.
22nd-May-2018 07:45 pm - First World Problems
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"...Now which charger goes with this?" Crossposted from %%https://warriorsavant.dreamwidth.org Please comment there.
21st-May-2018 01:14 pm - More on dual citizenship
Easy to say, "I'm a dual citizen," but what does that mean? Some Gentle Readers commented about that on my last post, so I think some follow-up is in order. I'm not going to answer the question, but more discuss why can't be answered simply.

There are three perspectives to consider: that of the individual person, and that legally of each of the two countries involved. The individual perspective is a mindset or self-image. Interesting to the person involved, but only relevant to that person. The legal issue is more relevant to the two great certainties in life: death and taxes. Or more specifically, being drafted into the military and taxes.

In general terms, a country may not recognize dual citizenship at all, completely recognize it, or in between accept that you think you have a relationship with another country but basically ignore the issue. Citizenship can be from birth, or granted later. If from birth, can be either territorial (born in the jurisdiction) or ancestral (born from citizens/ethnics) or a mix. Granting citizenship later is quite variable, although almost all countries have some sort of process. Giving up citizenship can be automatic if you take another country's citizenship and your first country refuses to accept such a thing, or has to be formally relinquished, or can be impossible (eg: you and your descendants are citizens of our country not matter what you and another country think).

If you are born out of your own country, it varies what has to be done to affirm citizenship. It is rarely an issue (especially if you do it before turning 18), but sometimes there are sticking points. Sometimes best just to ignore it if no one makes a fuss, but as can be seen in the current Windrush kerfuffle in the UK, can raise its ugly head years or even generations later. Passports are generally issued only to citizens (dual or otherwise). Sometimes extraordinarily granted.

For taxes, a country may: tax its citizens' world-wide income, tax its citizens' income from within the boundaries of its own country, tax the income of all residents (citizen or not) from within the boundaries of its own country. Frequently there are tax treaties. For example, I pay the US taxes on my US-earned income, pay Canada taxes on my Canadian-earned income, then declare my world-wide income to both countries, with each country giving me tax credits for what I paid to the other country. (Sounds complicated? It is. That's why I have a very good accountant.)

For military conscription, again, depends on how a country recognizes citizenship. Although the US doesn't formally recognize dual citizenship, and can in fact revoke your citizenship if you serve in a foreign military (including of the other nation that you/they think you are a citizen of), frequently the US makes exceptions/turns a blind eye: Jews who serve in the Israeli military or Korean-Americans who serve in the (South) Korean military. The latter can be important, because the Koreans grant citizenship ethnically, and if you don't go back to do your military service at 18, then you go back to visit grandma at 30, you might be arrested for draft-dodging. (Frequently those young Korean-Americans serve as liaisons with the US forces, called KATUSAs - Koreans Assigned To US Army.)

Like serving in a foreign military, being in a foreign government can be grounds for the US to revoke your citizenship. There were a few high-profile cases where retired US senior officers/government officials went back to serve at high level (I think even president in one case) in their newly non-communist homelands. I think there was some fuss made, than they were quietly given a waiver. They really only care about the national-level government, not local, a fact I'd checked out with the State Department when I was considering running for city council here.

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First, Happy Victoria Day! A holiday not coinciding with the Widow's Birthday, Ascension to the Throne, or any other event. It is a uniquely Canadian holiday, not celebrated anywhere else, including Quebec. Oh, they take the day off, but they have given it various alternate names over the years, which nobody takes seriously.

Second, a Gentle Reader (and relative) pointed out that Great Britain's Prince Harry is marrying an American citizen, and was told that both UK & USA allow dual citizenship, which would mean their offspring could run for president here, and if inherits their throne could be simultaneously monarch of Britain and the USA.

Since I know this is a burning question in everyones' mind, like me address that. Technically the US doesn’t recognize dual citizenship. I think there are a few exceptions like the Philippines, having previously been a US colony. (The PI is one of the few countries the US formally owned as colony in the European, 17th-20th sense.) The US view is more “you are a US citizen, and if you and another country happen to think you have a relationship, we’re going to just ignore that silliness, as long as the other country is Canada, not N. Korea.”

Further issue is that the constitution requires the Pres to be American born, although doesn’t formally say what that means. If you are physically born in another country, but of US parents does that count? Never been clarified. I remember as a child being told that US embassies had birthing suites (remember, embassies are considered the territory of the country that owns that embassy), but don’t know if that was true.

Nom watched part of the wedding (did NOT get up at 0400h our time to do so). I watched a little bit with her, adding such commentary as: “our wedding was much classier,” “my uniform was much sharper-looking than Harry’s,” “you looked some much prettier than that Markle woman, and still do.” Crossposted from %%https://warriorsavant.dreamwidth.org Please comment there.
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Apparently my Mom met Woody Guthrie before he was famous. Before she was married, she taught at a preschool that his little girl attended. Mom loved art, and would have majored in it, but she was a poor girl who knew she'd have to earn a living, and majored in Education so that she could get a teaching license, and minored in Art - but actually took more Art courses than Education courses.

At that period, Woody was not famous. He had some local reputation in NYC, but he was just a musician, playing in local joints. Mom was actually more impressed by the fact his wife, Marjorie Guthrie, was a dancer (I think one of the Martha Graham Dancers) and Mom always said she wanted to be a dancer in her next life. More to the point, wife had a regular job, and like most musicians, Woody didn't work steady, and certainly not during the day, so he used to bring the daughter to school. He would bring her in riding on his shoulders, and on at least one occasion brought his guitar and was kind enough to sing for the children.

Apparently, when Mom later saw the "Alice's Restaurant" movie, she noted that the actress playing Marjorie looked nothing like her, "Marjorie was a dancer, she was so slim!"

Mom knew Marjorie Gutherie well enough that back when my older brother ravensron was an infant, they ran into Marjorie while wheeling him in his baby carriage. Marjorie was walking with a very small boy, whom Marjorie lifted up to see my then-infant brother. So not only did Mom meet Woody Guthrie before he was truly famous, both she and my brother met Arlo Guthrie before he was at all famous.

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