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Before, going further, if you know me well, you'll know that it takes a lot to get me to move or leave something. I do not do it lightly. Pit-bull mentality. And like most people, I don't like moving or change. I will hold on tightly to things, most people would have let go of long ago. It's not necessarily something I'm proud of, although it has served me well at times -- and I guess you can say that it demonstrates two things 1)I'm loyal to a fault, and 2) I don't give up on these easily.

That said, I will walk away if something pushes me too far or I feel it is not in my best interests to remain. I walked away from a job in NYC without another one in place. I walked away from a 25 year old friendship. And I walked away from an apartment and neighborhood that I'd resided in for 16 years. But it took a lot to get me to go...often it is just a steady build up of things. Which was the case with Live Journal, a steady build up of things over time, before I finally got fed up and said, fuck this, I'm gone.

Spoke briefly with a Russian co-worker about the LJ thing again today. Basically, I told him that I deleted it. He laughed at me, stating that Apple's user agreement was worse. He doesn't understand why I deleted it. Now, a couple things to keep in mind about my Russian co-worker, 1) he is an economics and finance major with no background in law, let alone copyright law. He basically knows about as much about law as I do about economics. 2) He has an account on lj that he got while in Russia, while it was owned by a Russian corporation, and knows nothing about what it was like prior to that. 3) He's Russian. 4) He doesn't use his account and has no content in it.

Regarding the legal bit and how he thinks Apple's agreement is worse...I saw the same comments by folks on lj who didn't understand what all the fuss was about and thought we were over-reacting. What a lot of people don't understand about user and shrink-wrap agreements is they are subject to the laws of the jurisdictions and countries upon which they've been written or their products reside. People think what is in a contract trumps the laws of the specific jurisdiction. (no pun intended). Not true. In other words, you can't write a user agreement that violates US and International Copyright Law, regarding content protected by those laws and expect it to stand up in court. It won't. But if you have written a contract for a product or service that resides in a country that does not fall under US and/or International Copyright Law, that is not an issue.

That's why the corporation that owns Live Journal moved their servers to Russia, so that their User Agreement would be governed by Russian Federation Copyright Laws and Statutes, not International (of which they are sort of a member, but not completely,) or US. US and Russia do not share the same views regarding information and freedom of speech, regardless of who our current President is. Trump doesn't get to decide what our laws are -- he doesn't have power over that. He's not a dictator. Our courts will strike him down, actually they've already done so. And no he's not reading our emails -- the US has laws in place that protect us to an extent. To read Hillary's private emails, they had to get a warrant. They couldn't do it willy-nilly. There are privacy laws in place. Recently Apple went to court and won -- when the federal government attempted to get them to help unlock information on a gunman's cell phone. They said that went against US law, etc.

I went to law school to learn the rules. I wanted to know what the laws were and how they functioned. And then I ended up working in international copyright and content licensing for about six years -- and for the last twenty, have worked on various contracts. I've done almost every user agreement and contract on the planet, including a few that I had to translate from a foreign language.

So...let's just say I know a little something about how copyright and contract laws work. And, I read the user agreements prior to joining a service. I used to laugh at people on fan discussion boards, who'd violate the rules governing the board and find themselves booted to the curb. Seriously, did they read the rules? They are at the top of the board. It's easy. I read Live Journal's user agreement prior to joining live journal. I didn't just up and join it. I thought about it for a year. I had more than one person give me an invite and try to talk me into it. I did the same thing with Dreamwidth, Facebook, Twitter, and Tumblr. Actually the reason I rarely post and aren't a contributor to Tumblr is I despise their user agreement -- which basically gives people to repost anything you post without thinking twice about it. Twitter and Facebook are similar. But it's easier to control FB, you just restrict the people who can view it. Also you can delete stuff from FB, and it goes away from everyone's feeds. Twitter -- no, and neither does Tumblr. Not crazy about FB either to be honest. Very careful about what I post on that. And I rarely Tweet, because of what I just stated - it can take a random comment, post out of context, and go viral in seconds.

What bugs me about the Live Journal is after it was sold to the Russian Corp, the rules kept changing. And often without warning or notice. So did the type-face and coding. They said they improved it, but not from my perspective. It got harder to access, the style kept changing and I'd have to keep changing it back, I'd get kicked out of it, it had error messages when I posted comments, and once I had to ask them how to fix the style on my Friend's page that they'd altered, making the page impossible to read. They were making the service more and more like Twitter and FB and Tumblr and Reddit, and not in good ways.

After a while, it ceased being the service that I'd agreed to join. User rankings were installed -- which promotes content competition and narcissism. Ads popped up. Russian language icons and comments. Often Russian spam. You could now repost/share someone's entire post without asking them with a click of a button. You could share posts on Twitter and FB and a Russian FB page.

It became increasingly complicated to use, with a lot of bells and whistles I did not need or like.

Then it jumped from the US servers to Russia's servers, which meant US copyright law no longer applied to content posted on my journal. I'm a US citizen, who has studied US copyright law. Who has a US law degree. And knows that Russia is a different culture and, I'm sorry, not a friend of the US.
I remember the cold war. Add to that, they messed with our election, and did it through electronic means. They've been hacking in and setting up fake news sites, and using social media for the last five-six years to manipulate American news sources and politicians. There's evidence of it. The US government is actively investigating it, and has imposed sanctions. We could end up in a War. We're not allies. It's not like England taking control or France or Sweden or Australia..or Germany, it's frigging Russia. And, I'm sorry, your content resides where the servers reside. So if the servers reside in Russia, my content is residing in Russia and is subject to Russian laws, regardless of what I do. I have some protection over it, if I don't sign the agreement but not a lot, because honestly how will I fight that?

That's why I left. I didn't do it on a whim. I did it after months of thinking about it. I had already imported most, if not all my content to DW. And I may have stayed a while longer, cross-posting and only posting photos that I couldn't post here, if it weren't for the user agreement from hell and the fact that they blocked my access to my own content if I refused to sign it. I considered that blackmail and balked.
shadowkat: (Default)
So I did it. Thank you, promethia for giving me the means to do this without having to sign that frigging user agreement. I'm not sure if you can import content without signing it. I already imported everything, but the posts I've made containing pictures and photos, within the last year. And I don't care about those.

Apparently all you have to do is disable the scripts, which can be done by installing Ghostery. This worked beautifully.

Why did I do it?

I asked Lando, a licensed attorney in NY who has worked with contracts even longer than I have.

Me: So I have a contract issue to ask you about, that has zip to do with work?
Lando: You are getting married?
Me: NO!
Lando: She's announcing her marriage -
Me: No. This is about a user agreement to access a social media site that houses my blog. The only valid version of the agreement is in Russian. And it cites Russian Laws. Should I sign it?
Lando (looks at me as if I've lost my mind): Well that depends, are you a Republican?
Me: No...
Lando: She's a Republican now -
Me: Seriously.
Lando: What's your gut tell you?
Me: Not to sign anything that is in a foreign language and subject to another country's laws.
Lando: Always best to go with your first impression on these things.
Me: What if you had a paid pre-existing account, do you have any recourse?
Lando: Well you can go stand in front of the Trump building and hunt down a Russian lawyer.
Me: I actually I can do that in my own building. And assuming I can find one that didn't jump out of a window -
Lando: But to defend your rights, you'd have to go a Russia court, in Russia. It's best not to pay for social media sites or sign user agreements that you can't read or understand. You're right in walking away.

So, I deleted. I don't trust Russia as far as I can throw them. Also, everything in that contract set off alarm bells -- particularly the clauses citing Russian statutes, and regarding how they could seize or use content, and our responsibility for the authentication of content and it's security. I have an extensive background in internet/digital copyright law, online content licensing, and contract law and that user agreement made me run in the opposite direction. Every copyright specialist and lawyer that I know and have interacted with online and off has had the same reaction.

I suggest, if you have a lj account and have not already done so, that you delete yours as well.

They have a box that asks why you did it. I told them that it was because of the user agreement in Russian, citing Russian laws.

Hasta La Vista, LJ. Been fun, time to mosey on.

Oh, I have an open-friending policy at the moment on DW. I'm pretty much friending everyone who asks. Same name here as there, except no 67. Apparently I was the first shadowkat to arrive, another bonus.

[ETA: Being a contracts professional, I read the user agreements to everything I use. I hate Tumblr by the way and refuse to post on it. Horrible user agreement. FB is actually not bad, it provides privacy rights. But I'm careful on FB. And I've read DW. What is different about these and LJ's is a) they are in English, b) they don't site foreign laws and statutes, c) they don't state that you are responsible for hacking and authentication, d) they aren't in Russia.

It was admittedly easier for me to leave, few people have been commenting on my posts on LJ and most of my friends moved here or stopped blogging. So..]
shadowkat: (Calm)
I wonder sometimes why we blog? Or even bother? Why do I? We define it so differently or appear to, much like everything else.

LJ is interesting because few of us are doing it under our real names, so few of our readers have a clue who we are and people offline that we know in various aspects of our lives most likely don't even know our blog exists.

Case in point:

CW: I'm sorry I've never read your blog.
ME: Well, that's unlikely, since I don't blog under my real name and I've never told you the pseudonyme or where it is. Sort of impossible for you to have read it.
CW has a look of shock on her face.

Co-worker: I blog under a psuedonyme.
ME: Me too.
Co-worker: Mostly to ensure my Mom never finds it.

It can be weirdly painful to blog. Because let's face it, you will piss people off. This will happen. It is predetermined. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow...but it will happen. Sometimes intentionally sometimes not. Particularly if you are honest, write about cultural stuff and fellow fans and whatever floats your boat, and not just about what you did today (although that can piss people off too...you'd be amazed at how violently passionate someone can become over the proper method of cooking brussle sprouts. I hear roasting works best. Personally, not a fan of brussle sprouts (can't even spell the damn word) but I wouldn't make too much of that, not a fan of operatic sopranos either.)

musing on blogging on live journal )
shadowkat: (Ayra in shadow)
1. "Do you keep livejournal a secret?"

somewhat lengthy response )
2. Doctor Who been reading some of the Doctor Who Season Final reviews on my flist. Still not sure what I think about it. Will have to ponder it some more. Not sure the plot quite works. It does and it doesn't. Just as the romance works and it doesn't. But to be honest? I've always felt that way about Doctor Who. Felt the same way about last week's episode - which didn't quite work for me either.

Actually this plot arc works for me better than the Rose/Doctor arc did or Donna Noble/Doctor arc. The Donna Noble arc was a bit offensive, and don't get me started on Rose. So...that's not a problem. Also I like clever twists.
spoilers on Doctor Who S6 and last episode. What bugged me. )

I may have to write a more lengthy review to truly figure out what worked and what didn't work for me. In short, still percolating in the brain.

3. The Good Wife continues to entertain me. vague spoilers )

4. Read that Tiger Beat Feminist Rant about GRR Martin's Song of Ice and Fire novels? And it made me realize that rants tend to make you look bug-shagging crazy, no matter how well-intentioned. Sad, but true. So apologies for all the crazy rants I've written in this journal about books, tv show, writers, etc. I don't know what came over me. Thankfully it was only temporary or at least I hope it was.

After reading the Tiger Beat rant, I'm half tempted to go back through my journal and delete all rants regardless of what they are about. (Although I'm guessing I probably already did that on a couple of them. The problem with me and rants or whines, is I come to my senses, read the thing, get horribly embarrassed, and delete it - along with all the comments. Which may not be the most mature way of handling it, but what the hey. ) I was deeply embarrassed for the poor woman. She sounds insane.

I mean, hello, if you hate the books that much - why did you read four of them? You'd think she'd stop with one, but nooo, she actually read all four. And they aren't exactly short books. We are talking the equivalent of 2000 pages with tiny print and not exactly skimmable (you'll get confused because Martin has a nasty habit of hiding future plot points in the weirdest places). (First book is about 876, second 996, third 1500 and some, fourth 696 or thereabouts). That's a heck of a lot of time to waste on something you hate, deeply offends you and makes you unhappy, don't you think? I mean granted I read the Buffy comics, but I did get a great deal of enjoyment out of some of them, not to mention loads of enjoyment out of snarking and making fun of some of them, and the one's I disliked? Were only abut 40 pages tops, mostly pictures, and cost less than 2 dollars a pop. And took less than an hour to read. Not quite the same thing. So this begs the question - why invest that much time in something that makes you miserable? And so what if other people love it? I mean people love tv shows I find offensive and despicable, but I'm smart enough to realize that they most likely don't see the same things I do when they watch them, so it really doesn't matter. Well, I'm smart enough to realize this when I'm a)not hormonal, and b) not irritable and therefore fairly sane. (In short not thinking with my emotions.)
shadowkat: (Shadow -woman)
Was reading this morning in The New Yorker, Dec. 10th issue, about Diarists - why people keep Diaries and why people read them. Diaries, the essayist points out, are not the same as blogging or journal keeping in that a diarist will keep track of every little thing that happened regardless of how important or meaningful. (Don't know, depends on the blog/journal - I think. Some people online do write every little thing they've done and do it every day. Other's like myself write whatever hits their fancy and that they wish to remember, keep a record of, and more importantly to share with others.) At any rate, my blog as you've no doubt figured out by now is not a diary or a letter so much as a public journal that serves two purposes - one to keep track of thoughts I have for myself and well to share those thoughts to the world at large or in flocked posts to a select group whose journals/diaries I read. Electronic correspondence is not the same as long-hand or letters. It's more edited, cleaner, and yet at the same time, often more spontaneous.

xmas morning )

I went to Midnight Mass last night with my folks, only Mass I go to all year not bein overly religious and more than a tad annoyed with the dogma of the Catholic Church. I did it mostly to support Momster who was singing in the Church Choir. At any rate the sermon based on the Christmas story related in the new testament according to Luke, annoyed more than moved me. It was more or less about why saying Merry Christmas was better than saying Happy Holidays. I found myself wishing the priest had said what my uncle wrote in the short piece of writing he'd sent in his annual Christmas card to my parents. Which is an analysis of the metaphorical meaning of nativity story, as opposed to the literal interpretation that we have become accostumed to.

I know most of my readers or a goodly percentage are either not religious, athesist, agonistic, or not Christian. So I hope you will bear with me while I share what can best be described as a historical and metaphorical analysis of a biblical text; I'm not sharing it to teach, inform, convert, so much as to ponder and discuss because it struck me as unique and interesting. The analysis is the piece of writing that my uncle included in his Xmas card to my parents. Before I share it - I should explain that my uncle is an ordained Catholic Priest, who has been a priest for more than 40 years, working a good percentage of that time on an Indian reservation in South Dakota. He was named after a Saint, the middle son of seven boys and three girls in a poor Irish Catholic family. As soon as he was able he retreated to the sancturary of the priesthood mostly to get away from the chaos at home.

Here's what he wrote:

An Adult Reading of the Christmas Story )
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One of the drawbacks of reading one's flist on Sat and Sunday morning - is that you are reading these posts "one-five" days after they've been posted, in which case, you really can't respond to them...well you can, but don't expect the writer to remember what in the heck they wrote or understand the context of your response. Be like waiting five days to respond to an email. Letter's this was doable. IM messaging, lj posts, and emails - in an age in which everyone has instant access and apparently 0 patience, not so much.

The other drawback - is it is a tad overwhelming to read 100 posts in two hours. Although fun too. I scan. Also most people just post pictures or five sentences - so not a problem.

There were, however, at least five different posts, I'd love to comment on. One that really intrigued me was by [livejournal.com profile] rahirah and it sort of covered everyone elses' as a theme:

The fact is, when something is important to us, we want to fit it into our pre-existing structure of Important Stuff, a structure we've been building since we were two years old and that rotten kid next door stole our fire engine. Love or duty? Justice or mercy? Pleasure or virtue? Relatives or absolutes? False dichotomies or excluded middles?

We all construct our own moral geometries, be they Euclidean or hyperbolic or absolute, and when parallel lines comes along, we'll force them to meet - or not - based more upon our own expectations than upon the behavior of the lines. But the lines, however we interpret them, will remain. Chugging off towards infinity, two by two.


The context? Oh, an old fandom battle over the ability of a vampire without a soul to be redeemed.

Within the comments of this post, was another equally interesting bit, by [livejournal.com profile] peasant
about how sometimes you just want to explore something, discuss it - you don't care if people agree or disagree - you are not attempting to persuade, you are merely sharing your thoughts.
Which is what I'm doing here, by the by. But some people don't seem to get that - they feel the need to persuade you, convince.

Other interesting bits courtesy of flist:
Read more... )

DVR's are really cool things by the way. Apparently I can now, rewind, fastforward and pass during a live television broadcast, even re-watch bits while it is live. Sooo cool.

Finished making gluten-free brownies, filled out some forms for tomorrow, and just vegging.
Low-key day.
shadowkat: (writing)
I've lost track of how many introspective posts I've written on why I read or write in this medium. So many, I'm certain if you searched my lj, you'd probably find a few that contradicted each other, if you were so inclined. And it is for that reason that I did not stay up until 2 am in the morning last night writing yet another post on the subject, inspired this round by two contemplative and interesting posts I'd read on lj over the weekend and the last five pages of "The Combray" Chapter of Proust's Swann's Way, which I've commented on so often in this journal, even I'm growing weary of the topic.

But, again, today, an article read aloud by my mother over the phone about the Director Clint Eastwood, just a few words, not overly important, you can most likely locate it for yourself in this past Sunday's Parade Magazine, nudged the same flurry of thoughts nudged by those two introspective posts and that passage of Proust...actually it did more than nudge them, it more or less brought them full circle. Answered the last of what amounted to three questions that someone else's journal prompted in my head...(Note the journal did not ask those questions, what they were writing about did - they came up with their own theory, one that niggled at my brain over the weekend, only to have the niggling answered by a passage in Proust and a conversation with my mother.)

1.Why the urge to write these snatchs? Proust mentions at the end of the Combray chapter - the release he feels after he's jotted down a few paragraphs about steeples. On steeples - which he goes on about for two pages, he writes " I had finished writing it, I was so happy, I felt it so perfectly relieved me of those steeples and what they had been hiding behind them, that, as if I myself were a hen and had just laid an egg, I began to sing at the top of my voice." It is not until he writes of them that he is relieved of them. He throws the thought out of himself, so it is no longer rattling around like a sqawking bird caught inside the light fixture that is his brain. I write to get the thought free or to be free of it, released from its clawlike grip on my conscious mind.

2. Why the urge to post these snatchs online in a live journal of all things? Am I just talking to myself? Is this all about me? Ah. Not as easily answered as one may think. No, I am not just talking to myself. And while it may appear to be "all about me"...I'm not sure it really is, so much as my take on things, my perspective, my point of view - but since I allow responses and have a flist saved to read - along with memories from that list - I'd say it's about "you" too. So yes, it is about me, but it is also to a degree about my relationship with you, and how I percieve you. Just as your journal is about you, and your relationships with others on your list, and how you perceive them.

If I were just talking to myself, I'd privatize my posts, disable comments, or logically just keep this journal on hard drive hidden from the world. Yet before I write them they are internal. Words from my brain. Conversations I've had largely with myself. But isn't everything that we speak or communicate to someone else just that? Aren't novels, essays read in magazines, and poems all about the author? Or just the author talking to him or herself? When we talk, write a letter, send an email or write a post - it's not until we get a response from that person that it becomes dialogue. Prior to that it is merely a monologue. If we intended this to be a communication with ourselves or a computer screen, why bother posting it to a forum filled with people that can question what we've said, post a response? And often do not agree? Granted we can delete those responses, screen them, even disable the function all together, but in the same way a television commentator or talk radio host is not necessarily talking to themselves neither are we. What we post is what we want someone to see. Is it something we wouldn't show someone else? Most likely. But isn't that the case with all our discourse? All relationships? We choose who we share what with. So that those who know us, no matter who they are or what they mean to us - will only see a fragment of who we are. My LJ is just a fragment of my personality. To say you know someone based on that fragment is a bit like saying you know an actor based on one role.

So if I'm not just talking to myself - who am I talking to? Ah, harder still. In friends locked posts, the people I've deigned to friend and who have decided for whatever reason to friend me back. In public posts? Anyone out there who just happens to find it. And I don't know who these people are. Often I will direct a post to a certain group of people, but I can not ensure only that group will read it, unless I apply a filter - and I've discovered I'm too lazy to do filters. Rarely apply them. And yes, I've regretted this decision at times. There are posts that I really wish a couple of people did not read - but I don't regret making the post. Just that it may have offended or hurt them, when nothing could have been further from my intent. And yes there are posts I really wish I had not read. I figure I'm pretty safe in stating: "There is no one in my life past or present that has not at one point or another made me want to strangle them and vice versa." The closer we are, the more likely it's happened more than once.

3. Why do we read lj? Or read anything? Personal essays in particular - which appear much like most lj posts to be about the person writing it, an introspective or internal monologue? Ah, after talking to my mother it hit me, why. Again not a simple answer. To connect - I think. To find someone out there who feels as we do. For me, today, it was a comment Clint Eastwood, of all people, made in this article - which both my mother and I connected to, but in different ways and for different reasons. And it is I think the reason we post our ramblings about books, tv shows, music, movies, and sporting events online - the desire to share how we feel about something with someone else. And to know how they felt about it. This is important - I think - and I can only hope I can find the right words to express it, sometimes I feel crippled by my inability to locate the right turn of phrase - when I post something in my lj, no matter what I might say or think, if I'm honest with myself - I'm posting it because I want to know what "you" think. When I read your lj, I am reading it because I want to know what "you" think and feel about life. And I want to desperately understand and sympathize, no make that empthasize, with you. To identify. I want to feel connected. I want to know that someone else out there may be feeling frustrated in the dating world, lonely because they are single, or hopeless about ever finding the right job. Or find someone who just for no explainable reason feels a mindless thrill when watching a favorite tv show. Or thinks that maybe there isn't a god. Or hopes desperately there is. I want to hear ideas different from my own. To know there are other possibilities. To find a way of handling a situation I have not considered. Or a recipe that I haven't tried. I want to connect with someone who lives in another country, another culture, a world outside my own - yet loves Buffy the Vampire Slayer or hates George Bush or thinks green olives are gross but adores black ones.

I think what I got addicted to when I started posting essays online in 2002 was not the validation - the applause, because if that were the case - I seriously doubt I'd have stuck on the ATPO board for as long as I did, nor would I have decided to do an lj. No. Nor is it just to write. That I can do without lj. And often struggle without it. It's the interaction. And like all things I love or am somewhat, ahem addicted to, I have a love/hate relationship with it. Cursing it one moment, worshipping it the next.

So, no, I don't think this is me talking to myself. But rather me sharing my thoughts with "you", unknowable until you respond. And that is actually rather frightening at times, because you can, like me, be a walking landmine. I've no clue what will set you off or how or if you will respond. Which is how the blog or letter is different from a novel or a tv show or a film - when we post, assuming we haven't disabled comments, we are interested in a response and open ourselves up for one - not one that involves someone buying our written product, but one that involves them telling us how it made them feel or what it elicited in them or just sharing an antecdote that they feel fits it. Even if there isn't a response - the silence says something and sometimes it is the silence we want and sometimes the silence hurts more than any words - like a slap of cold water in the face, however unintentional. Or even if we don't respond to the comments, fearing our response will take away from them or elicit something we do not intend, because words can be limiting. And even if we don't like the reponse, because intentional or not, and it is mostly not in my experience, it feels like a barb that hurts us. Yet, regardless of what we are posting in our own - We remain interested in what others are posting and discussing at the same time in their journals. Even more so, when they mention us. Although at times, at least in my case, relieved when they don't and we can just read - knowing that unless we respond, they may not know we have even read their words.

Live Journal is less a personal journal, then an inter-personal correspondence club - but the club encompasses the world and we don't know the names of most of the correspondents. It's not letters to "good" or "old" friends, necessarily. But letters to undiscovered and potential new ones as well as old ones, close ones,and ones we have lost contact with or are unlikely to see or meet or interact with in any other way. Through written words we are searching for someone who gets us, for comfort from someone else, like a smile from a stranger on a subway at a shared joke over a shared experience. A way to connect to the outside world beyond our own internal ramblings.
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