the daily snivel
Saturday, January 29, 2005
Hate Crimes
Hate crimes legislation seems to be impugned on a fairly regular basis in the United States on the basis that it "elevates" one group above another when a crime is committed. I'm not sure to what degree US hate crimes legislation is similar to Canada's, but the Criminal Code of Canada provides that a motive of hatred should be considered an aggravating factor when determining a sentence upon conviction, pursuant to section 718.2(a)(i). That is, it isn't the race of the person you assault (or murder) that aggravates the circumstances, it's your motivation in attacking them. I've always thought that such a provision is quite rational given the proper denunciation such crimes merit. In any case, I've rarely seen a defence of punishing hatred as eloquent and well-reasoned as Dave Neiwert's. Here is an excerpt:
A bit of trivia for your Saturday afternoon...
It was with great satisfaction that, knowing I'll have 95 credits as of this April (92 are needed to graduate) after clarifying my status with the administration, I filled out and submitted my Registration for Degree and Request for Diploma form to the University of Ottawa. I'll never get used to the idea of "applying" to graduate, but in any case it's nice to know I've set those great, mysterious senatorial wheels in motion and will be receiving my Baccalaureate of Laws at the Spring Convocation in June of this year. Not only will I finally (finally!) be finished with university, but I'll be on the road to finishing my Bar Admissions Course and then onto articling at a law firm in Toronto. It's nice to see all that hard work finally paying off (he says, as he procrastinates on his Advanced Family Law essay). Friday, January 28, 2005
What's The Deal With John Stossel?
While flipping through the channels on another pointless Friday night of staying in and listlessly writing an essay, I stumbled across the smarmy voice and mustachioed face of ABC 20/20 co-anchor John Stossel, a self-satisfied reporter I hadn't seen in quite some time. But I'd always associated him with the sort of slanted journalism that comes from quick conclusions and innuendo and just a soupcon of ideology-powered sensationalism. He's always reminded me of that sleazy reporter who gets Anyway, I just couldn't turn away because tonight was a full 20/20 special on some "Myths, Lies and Nasty Behavior" that frankly had me surprised and even a little upset. These great hits included libertarian rants about how sharing is bad, because littering and the depletion of the world's ocean fisheries was the fault of the "tragedy of the commons" and that privatization could solve woes like elephant poaching. He also argued that foreign outsourcing of labour actually created more jobs (and without looking at the numbers I might grant that maybe this could be true in total, but query whether the jobs created were full-time or had benefits, which Stossel did not). He then argued that subsidizing farmers was a waste of money that did nothing to sustain agriculture. Again, I'm just jerking my knee and not diverting my attention from my very-important-essay-due-on-Monday to do extra research, but I already see a contradiction between two of his express arguments (1. farmers who can't stay profitable should just go out of business that's the way the system works and we shouldn't reward inefficiency, vs. 2. businesses that aren't profitable should outsource their labour overseas because if they went out of business that would be bad, oh think of the children). Which isn't to say there are plenty of problems with subsidies, like the vast amount that goes to huge agribusiness. But it's just intellectual laziness to say, farmers are welfare queens and that's bad, m'kay? Next is the argument that suburban sprawl is good for America, and that 95% of America is undeveloped and that must mean there's tons of room to grow. I've seen this kind of lazy math as frequently popping up in Stossel's arguments in the tiny bit of Google-research I did do in my tizzy tonight. Basically he's looking at the total land area of the United States and dividing it against the developed land area -- evidently not taking into account the large areas with small populations like Alaska, where development is always going to be limited. Nor does he take into account how much arable land is being consumed, and wetlands drained, by urban sprawl, which is one of the real arguments against it. Stossel then states policies limiting urban sprawl mean that "poor people can't have back yards," because property values go up when urban sprawl is constrained, and "what some people call sprawl, others call homes they can afford." But, I'm sorry, suburban developments are generally new homes that are quite pricey (and would be more expensive if urban areas didn't subsidize suburban living through property taxes, given their inordinate usage of spread-out infrastructure) and out of the price range of poorer buyers, especially younger buyers. My brother and sister-in-law just bought a house in Vanier (an old, established, traditionally working class and French-speaking neighbourhood) that will be quite lovely for a first home, but certainly isn't new, and they certainly wouldn't have been able to afford such a home in new, sprawling Orleans or Kanata, which are the suburban developments spreading out from Ottawa. The only link to reality that Stossel's argument has is: "richer people buy new homes in the suburbs and that means there's more older homes for poor people to buy" -- but again, query whether those of us who live in established neighbourhoods, especially built-up urban areas, are subsidizing these new suburbs with property taxes, and whether suburbs consume more than they contribute. Anyway, I was ticked. Stossel is, unsurprisingly, widely quoted on conservative websites and forums, which is unfortunate and ironic given that his sloppy research methods and intellectual dishonesty put to shame any critique of those of their hated "librul" foe, Michael Moore. I looked up some good refutations on-line, and thought I'd include them here for reference: Fair.org on John Stossel. They do, among other things, a great job with his book, Give Me A Break. For example:
See also Sourcewatch:
"Meh," I say to you in my passionate throes of unimpressed disdain, John Stossel. A thousand times "meh." Thursday, January 27, 2005
Hooray! I'm Useful!
Today at my 5th driving lesson, I discovered that I'm quite good at parallel parking, which was a pleasant surprise for both myself and my instructor. I seem to have no problems at all with the clutch and with fine control when I'm doing things that require slow, tight maneuvering like parallel parking, three point turns, and so on, and so I relax and keep my actions at a less deliberate (and error-prone) level than when I'm putting it in first at a green light when there are lots of cars around, or shifting, steering 'round a curve and trying to go with the flow of traffic on a parkway. Basically multitasking at high speeds, or when speed is of the essence. Clearly the problem right now is relaxing, and practice will solve that. That said, my evaluations are steadily going up. There's a checklist with scores my instructor fills out at the end of every lesson and I'm generally scoring between 7.5 and 10 (out of 10) on every element. The fewer mistakes you make and the less you need verbal instructions, the higher your score goes. Right now there's nothing I can't do fairly well -- practice and confidence are all I need now. I'm still making the odd mistake and still occasionally need a verbal cue from the instructor (e.g. "more brake, more brake, MORE BRAKE"). Still, I'm a lot more relaxed and confident in downtown traffic than I was, and I didn't stall the car at all on any busy city streets today, so that problem seems to be under control. Today, I stalled it once when I was backing into a parallel park and didn't compensate for the increased resistance of all the snow and ice on the street as I was creeping with the clutch, and I stupidly stalled it a second time on a quiet street when I stopped at a stop sign and didn't depress the clutch in time. Anyway, it was quite gratifying to see that I really have the knack for parallel parking. Given that my mother only got her licence on the condition that she never parallel parked, I seem to be doing quite well. Don't forget to tune in next week for the next exciting chapter of: The Law Student Driveth Wednesday, January 26, 2005
Go get 'em, tiger
It's going to be a busy couple of weeks, as such things are reckoned around here. I got into negotiations with the Crown yesterday and although we came up with a fantastic deal for one of my clients, the details that will confirm it won't be in place for several weeks, meaning that I'm going to be preparing for a trial date coming up just in case. I'm also on the Hiring Committee at my precious Clinic, so in February we're going to be having a lot of meetings while we look at students' resumes, conduct interviews, and deliberate over our choices from the candidates for summer jobs as caseworkers here. Ultimately, when one factors into this busy little equation my other classes and obligations, it's looking like I'll be pulling a lot of 12 (or more) hour days. Yesterday, pumped about my successful negotiations but stressed at the amount of work that still lays ahead (preparing for a trial is exciting, but preparing for a trial with lots of witnesses and charges that probably won't run is a little less exhilarating) I felt a bit overwhelmed, especially after putting in 8 hours of research at the Clinic on top of my court time and meetings and other file work. I'd been really busy for the past few days during what is supposed to be reading week for me (in other words, a law student's "Spring Break"), and while some of my friends are sunning themselves on beaches or visiting their families, I've been in court and waking up when it's still pitch black and howling wind outside (shiver). And if you'd said I was infested with a plague of self-pity, you'd be right. But January does that to me. This morning I felt a lot better. I'd gotten a chance to sleep in and think about things and how I was really excited about this case and the fact that it was entrusted to me, given that everything about it is last minute and requires a great deal of skill and care. Even as I'd been writing a research memo last night about the application of a section of the Criminal Code of Canada to my client's circumstances, I felt quite riled up about the unjustness of some of the charges. I tend to think that police investigators sometimes get caught up in tunnel vision -- discounting credibility problems and inconsistencies that get in the way of a charge against their suspect. The job of a zealous defence is of course to poke out all the holes within those charges and expose weak cases against the accused. And I started to think, "So what if I have to prepare for a trial that doesn't run. The point is, it might. And my client is going to be glad they have me on their side, because if this trial runs the other side is going to be sorry they ever laid those charges!" And I mean that. I like a good fight, especially for a client I truly believe in. Sure I'll be busy. Sure I won't have time for that part time research assistant job I had my eye on -- or a girlfriend, for that matter, not that I'm swimming in offers. That's the way real life is sometimes. Demanding and unpleasant. But I'll keep on truckin' at the Clinic, keep on working out at the gym and, sure, I'll keep on going to bed broke and alone and lonely, but I'll be too plum tuckered out to care, dammit. Yeah! Rock 'n' roll! And stuff. My mood is also helped by the discovery that I will not, in fact, be one credit shy of the total needed to graduate. My university's degree navigator program indicated this flaw to me last week, and I worried that I'd have to add another course to my already hectic schedule. I contacted someone at the faculty today, and they told me it was a glitch in the system caused by one of the courses I'd taken, and reassured me that I have plenty of credits, more than enough to graduate, in fact. So no extra courses or graduation day surprises for me. Yay! Hey, you take the good things as they come. Or, as I like to think of it, another day that ended without me being kicked in the nuts. Swee-eeeet.
Testing, testing
Well, after some haranguing from dear, dear Celeste, I decided to finally enable comments on my blog. I'd been reluctant to do so because it sets up an entirely different archiving system that tends to screw things up. Still, I'm putting my curmudgeonly ways on hold long enough to give it a try and see if it's really worthwhile. So, let me know what you think.
The War On Terra
Ah, sweet progress. From the most recent Harper's Index:
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