The Weather is Too Damn Cold

An open letter to New York City Mayor Bill DeBlasio

Dear Mayor DeBlasio,

I am an attorney and resident of Flushing, and write to call your attention to a major climate issue in need of your prompt resolution.

As you are probably aware, this winter has been defined by extended cold, voluminous snow, and substantial wind chill.  As a result, we have experienced transit delays, dangerous road conditions, and difficulty enjoying the outdoor attractions of our fine city.

As our mayor, I urge you to act.  Cold temperatures of this magnitude are simply unacceptable for a major metropolitan city.  It  has slowed our business, and directly denigrated our quality of life.  If New York does not act immediately to improve our weather, we risk losing jobs and upwardly-mobile professionals to more successful climate programs in such places as San Diego and Miami.

In an age when global warming is being debated in Congress, it is incumbent upon you to ensure that some of the additional degrees are appropriated to New York.  This common-sense action will have an immediate and appreciable impact on each and every New Yorker, and would go a long way towards securing both your administration’s success, and your future re-election.

I understand that many of these issues were inherited from the previous administration, but I urge you to make weather improvement a top priority in the weeks and months ahead.

Respectfully,

~Andrew

 

Published in: on February 12, 2014 at 3:43 pm  Leave a Comment  
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Arbitrary and Unduly Burdensome

The process of moving to New York was hard enough without the ridiculous attorney admission process.

Approximately a year ago, my wife and I made the difficult decision to relocate from our home in California to New  York City.  The move was prompted by my wife’s career- she had secured a wonderful job as a 3-D animator.  The biggest hurdle to our move, by far, was my career.

As an attorney, mine is not a “portable” profession.  Licensing varies from state to state, and my initial review of the bar admission rules in New York gave me cause for pessimism.  The cause of what would be a painful, expensive, and difficult relocation process was the tense relationship between the states of California and New York.

New York, like most states, has a concept called “reciprocity.”  Basically, they will let experienced attorneys from other states join their bar with a minimum of hassle, as long as the other state gives the same courtesy to New  York lawyers.  California, one of few among the states, does not grant reciprocity to anyone: they have the toughest bar exam in the nation, and will not permit out-of-state attorneys to simply “waive in” to practice.

For that reason, New  York treated me as though I was a new graduate, and ignored my five years of legal experience.  In order to practice in New  York, I was required to sit for the New York bar exam, sit for the multi-state ethics exam (which I took and passed five years ago, prior to admission in California), submit to a full, detailed, and unnecessarily burdensome background check, and attend an in-person ceremony to be sworn in to practice.

Total cost: approximately $8,000.

At the outset, it is helpful to remember that we have a fundamental right to practice our chosen profession.  While I’m sure we can all agree that attorneys  should be licensed, and should have to prove ability and character in order to practice, we should also agree that those requirements should not be arbitrary or unduly burdensome.

My first issue with this process was the necessity of re-taking the bar exam.  After five years of successful practice, I believe I had demonstrated sufficient acumen to prove my understanding of the law.  If I lived in another state, it would not have been an issue, but New York chose to punish me, an individual attorney, because the State Bar of California doesn’t play well with others.  This is arbitrary and unreasonable, especially considering that California’s bar exam is, by any rational metric, significantly  harder to pass than New York’s.

Of course, the New York Bar Exam is only offered in the Empire State, so I had to take time off work to fly across the country and sit for the exam, which is administered only twice per year.  As an out-of-state resident, New  York did  not permit me to choose where I took the test, so instead of flying to New York City, where my wife already lived, I had to fly to Buffalo.  In February.  From California.  I did not own a winter coat before that trip, and it is a wonder I was able to perform well in that extreme and unfamiliar climate.  Final point on this: taking the bar exam is not cheap.  They charge several hundred dollars of fees for the privilege of taking this examination.

The ethics exam was another needless exercise in redundancy.  It was- literally- the exact same test I took upon graduation from  law school.  The material is simple, and I did not need to study to pass it: as a practicing attorney, I am more than passably aware of the ethical rules governing my profession.  However, I did have to give up a full day,  pay yet another examination fee, and patiently wait for the results.

The last substantive portion of the admissions process is the “character and fitness” application.  They required certification from the California Supreme Court that I am, in fact, an attorney in good standing.  Small detail: this is public information that any third grader with an internet connection can easily verify within ten seconds, but they wanted me to pay for a certificate, wait a week, and send a sealed, original copy to their offices.  More troubling, they wanted affidavits of character from each and every employer I had ever worked for since graduation.

This part proved tricky for two reasons.  One of my previous employers was out of business, and I had a devil of a time getting an affidavit for that time period.  Worse, I needed an affidavit from my then-current employer.  Now, I had and continue to have a wonderful relationship with my old boss, Gary Fraley.  Frankly, my happiness in that position was the reason we didn’t decide to move much sooner.  However, at the time I sat for the New York bar exam, we had not fully decided to move, and our decision would certainly be contingent on my admission to the bar.  In short, I had not told my current firm that I was thinking of relocating, and did not want to couple that disclosure with a request for an affidavit of good character.  For some applicants, I’m sure such a request could jeopardize their jobs.  Fortunately, I was able to have a colleague not in management fill out the affidavit for me, and I was approved for admission.

The final, unforgivable burden of the admissions process was the swearing-in itself.  Unlike most jurisdictions, it must be done in-person, at pre-set times that are scheduled less than once per month.  Naturally, they are in the middle of the week, necessitating further use of vacation time.  Again, I was not given a choice of locations, so I had to miss visiting my wife again, this time flying to Albany.  None of my friends or family were there to see me, a scowl barely contained, as I took the oath and was sworn in to the bar.

In a way, the admissions process itself was a good preparation for the practice of law in New York, where many of the rules and procedures seem arbitrary, unfair, and designed to kill trees and waste time rather than efficiently produce results.  However, from an applicant’s position, I found the process difficult, needlessly expensive, and unfairly burdensome for no better reason than “your home state doesn’t play nice.”  That a lawyer from California is somehow profoundly less qualified than an attorney of the exact same experience from, say, Kentucky is absurd and irrational.  There is no legitimate justification for this discrimination in the admissions process.

Again, the right to practice our chosen occupation is a fundamental right.  Attorneys already face daunting challenges, including law school, the bar exam, admission in their home state, and an ongoing duty to take classes and pay large annual fees.  Adding arbitrary burdens based on “reciprocity” demonstrates that the actual qualifications of the applicant are secondary to concerns that do not speak to our ability to practice law.

Thank you for reading this diatribe, and I hope that my experience can serve as an example of a broken system sorely in need of a change.

~Andrew

Published in: on January 20, 2014 at 9:22 am  Comments (1)  
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Where (not) to Park in New York

Car ownership in the city is an expensive, needlessly complicated enterprise. 

When my wife and I first decided to relocate to New  York, one of our first major decisions was to give up one of our two cars.  Even though we intended to live in the “boroughs” (which for you non-New Yorkers means any part of New York City that is not Manhattan), we reasoned that one car should be sufficient, especially given the prominence of public transportation.

This was not an easy decision, since for most of our adult lives, having a car represented a degree of independence. By relying on a single vehicle for two people, we were each becoming somewhat less self-sufficient.

After six months of living here, I’m not sure we made the right decision.  I think we might have been better off not having a car at all.

The reasons for this are three-fold: transportation realities, cost, and the nightmare of “New York car management.”

In our everyday lives, we seldom drive.  We both have unlimited passes for New  York’s public transit system, which is absolutely world-class.  At any time of day or night, we can move from one point in the city to another with relative ease.  Sure, public transit involves a certain amount of waiting, detours, and Encounters with Weird People, but overall the system is efficient, reliable, and accessible.  Also, it gives me time to read, which is a major plus in my book.

For the few times we actually use the car (we have filled up the tank a total of three times in the last six months), the costs of owning one are tremendous.  Even with my flawless driving record, and my wife’s almost-sterling record, the insurance costs are quite high.   Add to these a car payment, and the miscellaneous fees of registration, and the amount becomes quite significant.  Unfortunately, there is an additional layer of costs associated with having a car, and which fall under my broader heading of “New York car management.”

New York’s greatest shortcoming relates to the problem of having too many people in too little space.  Parking is not an exception.  For reasons I may never fully understand, the city does not have many parking garages, and most parking in Flushing is on surface streets.  For the vast majority of those streets, there is a one-and-a-half hour period each week where the street becomes “no parking” for street sweepers.  This means that even if you don’t intend on driving regularly, at least once per week a driver must move the car to a new spot, circling for many minutes to find one of the few available spaces.  If you are spatially challenged (i.e. can’t parallel park), this is even more difficult.  I’m looking at you, mirror.

Even when a spot is located, one must take great care to check, and double-check, that the spot is in fact legal.  Parking restrictions are not always well-marked or clear, and often the signs are contradictory.  The parking cops are everywhere, and they are fast to pounce.  I have received tickets when the “no parking” sign was facing the wrong spot, when my parking tag inadvertently flipped upside-down on my dashboard, and several times while waiting for registration documents.  The appeals process is heavily weighted against the driver, with a barely-rebuttable presumption of guilt.

Last week, after many minutes of circling, I found a spot that was clearly marked “no parking Fridays 10-11:30,” which is as close as New  York will give you to a “yes, it’s okay to park here” indication.  As it was Friday evening, I parked, patted myself on the back, and went about my life.  On Saturday, I happened past and discovered that my car was no longer there.

At this point, like any jaded New York driver, I looked around to ascertain where, exactly, I had screwed up.  It turns out that there was a construction awning, which has been a feature of this portion of road for months without any actual construction taking place.  Halfway up the scaffolding, all but invisible unless one crossed the street and looked back at it, was a dark sign that said “no standing anytime.”  They had busted me; I had been towed.

Retrieving a car from the self-styled “tow pound” is quite difficult, as they did not think to put said “pound” on any major lines of public transportation.  The facility is located in a neighborhood from which one might not return, particularly if you walk through it at night.  The cost of retrieving a vehicle is over $200, which includes “storage fees,” even for the days they are not open.  These are, of course, in addition to the ticket.

In my current position, having a car is a big plus; it allows me to quickly commute to Nassau county for court appearances, or to Queens if time precludes public transit.  However, the city seems to be doing everything in its power to make owning a car and obeying its parking rules difficult.  Our family includes two professionals, and we struggle with the costs.  I cannot imagine how out-of-reach it makes car ownership to people with smaller incomes.  Moreover, for those who are less fluent in English, the misleading, deceptive, and contradictory parking regulations must be a cash-cow for the city’s finances.

Perhaps that is the point, to make car ownership an unattractive option and encourage the more environmentally-friendly practice of public transit.  While I acknowledge the merit of that goal, the effect of New York’s parking regulations is to make car ownership an option only available to a small segment of its population, and not a very attractive option, at that.

~Andrew

 

Published in: on August 7, 2013 at 11:31 am  Comments (1)  
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Time to Say Goodbye

An open letter to my friends in California

Dear Friends,

Over the holidays, Ashley and I decided to relocate to New York.

This decision has been a long time in the making.  As most of you know, Ashley has a master’s degree in 3-D Character Animation, and in the fall of 2011, she was hired as a freelance animator by a company based in Manhattan.  While the job security was not great- she would find out each week if she was “booked” to work the following week- it provided her with her first real experience in her chosen field.  Since that time, she has been renting a room in Flushing, and while we have traveled back and forth to spend time together, we have been effectively “bi-coastal” for nearly a year and a half.

This past February, I sat for the New York Bar Exam, and was admitted to their bar in October.  The exam itself was quite simple compared to California’s mandatory hazing ritual, but the admissions process was frustrating enough to warrant a future blog post, which will be forthcoming when the mood again strikes me.

We have been investigating whether to relocate, or to have Ashley find a position on the West Coast, since that time.  Finally, last month, two independent developments led us to a decision.  First, Ashley was offered a contract, and negotiated terms better than a professional negotiator (i.e. her husband) could have accomplished.  The significance of this is that she now has job security, along with benefits.  Second, we spent the holidays together in Kentucky, and realized that our current situation is untenable.  I love being with Ashley; it is one of the countless reasons I married her.  Remaining bi-coastal is no longer an option.

For those reasons, today I notified my firm that I will be resigning my position, and leaving California at the end of January.  While I do not yet have a position secured, I am confident that once I am there, in person, for interviews and networking, an opportunity will present itself.

To be sure, I have mixed feelings about moving, though I am confident I am making the right choice for our family.  I love California.  The culture here is, in my opinion, the best in the country.  We are diverse, accepting, progressive, and forward-thinking.  The politics here suit me.  More, California is beautiful.  We have nearly every climate represented in our one state.  I am also a big fan of seasons, which is why I live in an area that skips the crummy ones.  We have snow, if you care to drive to it, but it never imposes itself where we live.  I will also miss the beautiful hiking trails, particularly those in the Auburn area, along the Northern Fork of the American River. If you live here and haven’t visited them, you’re missing out.

More than the state itself, I will miss the people here, and the wonderful friendships I have enjoyed since moving to San Rafael in 2005.  My law school classmates and professors, my wonderfully unique social group in Sacramento, and the professional connections I have relied upon make this a wonderful place to live.  I feel richer for having known all of you.

However, I am also greatly optimistic and excited about the new opportunities and adventures that lay ahead.  New  York is a vibrant city, and moving to the East Coast puts us much closer to our families and childhood friends.  I expect to arrive in New York about a week into February, and look forward to reconnecting with old friends, making new ones, and finding my way in the city that never sleeps.

Thank you all so much for the friendship and support you have shown me over the past eight years.  I will miss you.

~Andrew

Published in: on January 2, 2013 at 8:06 pm  Comments (2)  
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