15 Mar 2014 MichaelCrawford   » (Master)

"I am very sorry, I owe you apology. I've been talking at you now for two solid hours.


"I have work to do, you have work to do, and I'm busting a piss."

"The problem I've got is that if I don't get enough sleep I don't shut up."

I once went on for a solid hour to a Clark County, Washington "Designated Mental Health Professional" about how the reason I was talking so much and so fast was that I had not slept for a couple days.

He then - QUITE ANGRILY! in gross violation of his professional ethics - asserted that I was Manic and held me involuntarily in a locked inpatient psychiatric unit for the next three days.

Sloth is Bad, M'Kay?

It's not so much that Bipolar Mania has many other symptoms than pressured speech, but that the laws governing psychiatric hospitalization everywhere I've ever lived are quite specific. Bipolar Mania all by itself, even if profoundly severe, is not cause for involuntary admission.

I'd haul the State of Washington into Federal Court over this happening to me several times, but I've got a lot on my plate the last while.

The problem I commenced to notice the other day is that I am working so very very hard to solve a certain widespread problem, is that I'm not making a whole lot of actual progress at my proposed solution because everywhere I go, all manner of complete strangers are quite excited about my proposed solution, and so quite enthusiastic when I go on for hours as to what the problem is, why it's a problem, how I stumbled across a "Particular Solution" seventeen years ago, and how I have by now not slept a damn bit for a solid month as I derive my General Solution.

(Certain kinds of differential equations may be solved by first coming up with a Particular Solution, then from that deriving it's general solution.)

BEHOLD!

Local Jobs, Local Candidates:

The Global Computer Employer Index


My own particular problem was until quite recently, having been unemployed for three solid years and as a result, homeless for two.

I don't want anyone, anywhere to ever again have to endure what I had to endure just to get into a position where I could launder all of my clothes all it the same time in hot water at I myself scrubbed off in a hot shower.

Body Lice, you see.

In the industrialized world, they only occur among the homeless.

This isn't something I can really automate. While I have conceived of several automated ways to assist my research, they are all rather Ad-Hoc Hacks. The very best I can hope for are tools that would do most of the heavy lifting, but I do not forsee that my employer index could ever be purely machine generated.

I have so far twenty-seven OpenOffice spreadsheet, one for each of the nations I've researched so far. The leftmost tab in each spreadsheet is named "T", for telecommute jobs whose employer or client is headquartered in that particular country. The next table is named after that country - US, UK, Poland &c. - then I have as many other tabs as required for individual cities, states or provinces that are heaving into software or electrical engineering.

For example my Ukraine spreadsheet just has "T", "Ukraine" and "Kiev". There is just one entry in Kiev, none at all in the Ukraine or Telecommute tabs.

There will be I know very well that the Ukrainians are heavily into coding however they are hard to find from the Salmon Creek Starbucks. :-/

Even when I know the names of the companies as well as their locations, quite commonly I am unable to figure out their homepage URL. Just now I was chatting up the night manager at Salmon Creek's Fred Meyer's grocery store:

"Your store's website is just http://www.fredmeyers.com/ - that's what you really want."

"Now suppose I were trying to find a job as a Deli Clerk in the Clark County area, but I was searching over the Internet from Texas."

"Now suppose your website wasn't at fredmeyers.com, rather it was http://www.greatbighonkinggrocerystorewithareallycooldeli.com/"

I AM ABSOLUTELY SERIOUS.

I am completely unable to guess the domains of perhaps one-third of the employers I intend to list. From time to time I can't even find them on Google, but I know they're out there somewhere because I walk by their damn office every day!

The very worst example I am aware of is the H2O pay-as-you-go mobile phone provider. My actual carrier is AT&T but if I buy minutes from H2O, of all the batshit crazy things I pay H2O one-quarter of what I once paid AT&T for the exact same service!

I defy you to so much as find H2O's website.

G-d Damn I could have prevented that problem ever since that Spring 1963 night of passion when the best part of me dripped down my mother's leg.

So I presently have 150 Seattle area employers (King's County - including Microsoft in Redmond, Google, Amazon friends), however I have actually linked only thirty because it is so Mother Fucking time consuming to hunt down all their cock-sucking websites.

Fred Meyers is about to close so I'll post this then continue tomorrow afternoon.

This is What I Have so Far:



For all the cities where I've posted actual content, all put together, I have only posted a quarter of the companies I already know about.

I have a whole bunch of tabs for US States and Cities, for example New York City is heavily into C++ financial code so I have lots of names like Bloomberg and Solomon page yet I do not even have any other than an empty placeholder page.

My hope is that by the time I issue my press release this coming Monday morning, I will have posted links to all the employers that I already know about, in all twenty-seven national spreadsheets that I already have.

My present index page has 57 different nations. The Earth as a whole has roughly 150 so I have my work cut out for me.

Fred Meyers just closed. Gotta Run!

Ciao, Bella!




I spent quite a lot of time in jails, courthouses and psychiatric institutions as a result, because of such phenomena as research a post on the effects of software on aviation safety for The Forum on Risks to the Public in Computers and Related Systems via the free WiFi in the Grover Beach, California 24-Hour McDonalds, but because I'd walked - WALKED NOW! - most of the way from Santa Cruz to Oceano Dunes State Beach, I was looking just like Aqualung.

"GET OUT! NOW!"

"But sir, I'm not done with my supper. I'm a paying customer!"

Really I was.

But I didn't want to wear out my welcome so I set into bookmarking some vast quantities of tabs in a couple dozen windows. Admittedly that wasn't the bright idea, to hang out on Google all night long, discovering potential citations then leaving them all open in tabs without even bookmarking them, saving them to my filesystem nor bookmarking them.

So I stashed my remaining Big Mac Meal in my handbag then set about my bookmarking.

This because my old MacBook Pro's battery was totally shot. While a quality battery it was by then six years old.

So one of Grover Beach's Finest turns up, quite sternly demands I leave "RIGHT NOW!"

I regard my greatest fault as a writer that while my work is quite popular I am from time to time able to totally lose my reader.

That happens in Meatspace as well, when I'm just making conversation:

"Please sir! If I am not permitted to save the results of my research into aviation safety, an airplane will fall out of the sky!"

I figured he would understand that I was endeavoring to prevent such mayhem as that Malaysian jet wandering off course then crash landing into the Lagoon at Gilligan's island.

But no, it was not to be:

"You are under arrest. You have a right to remain silent. Anything you say..."

"I'm not sure I follow your argument. I've been performing online literature research into engineering reliability. Care to elucidate?"

"I'm arresting you for making terrorist threats."

In the State of California as well as everywhere else where the law enforcement authorities choose to Eat The Brown Acid, so much as threatening anyone with anything at all, even in jest is a felony.

So this joker claims that my simple request to save my work so I don't lose it all, and so have to repeat all that research from the Burger King just across the street, was in reality my stating an intention to hijack a passenger jet!

This resulted in six months in the Slammer, three of which I spent in the somewhat - but JUST somewhat - more luxorious Atascadero State Hospital - really a prison hospital, for the criminally insane - because I pointed out to the San Luis Obispo County Superior Court Judge that I would act Pro Per, that is, as my own counsel without the aid or advice of anyone at all.

(The more common Pro Se has the advice of someone else, possibly but not always an attorney.)

The judge is down with that but he wants to be certain I'm clued in to criminal defense, so he has me chat privately with this useless bint who introduces herself as a defense attorney.

"Oh that's great. I'm pleased to meet you. Actually I am dead certain that I have a far, far deeper insight in the law than you do..."

Yes, really, I'll explain in my next diary, but tl;dr; I'm heavily into history, literature, mythology and poetry.

"... but you, having passed the Bar, know all the details. So I will have some questions for you."

By "details", I meant that she would know for example what a "Readiness Hearing" was. That's not something one learns just by reading all The Federalist Papers, one has to a junior lawyer at a law firm to learn about that stuff.

"Do you receive GA-X?" County General Assistance.

"What does that have to do with anything?" I'm glaring at her now.

"Are you on Section 8?" US Federally-Subsidized Housing.

"No. Why should I be? I couldn't possibly qualify I am a Process Architect!"

"Do you have MedicAid?" US Federal funded, State administered medical insurance for the desperately poor.

"No. When I need to see a doctor, I just pay cash. I have so many preexisting conditions that I cannot purchase private coverage."

"How do you pay for your medicine?"

I expect the SLO jail's medical staff had informed her I was mentally ill, a gross violation of the Federal HIPAA, California state medical and mental health law as well as profesional ethics.

"I get a written prescription from my private psychiatrist after I pop two hundred bucks to chat with him for an hour. I present that prescription to my pharmacy then pay cash for my meds."

"I obtain that cash by consulting for my clients."

"Can you tell me what you were last admitted to a psychiatric hospital."

Now this is a real sore point with me: if I've got some really good work going on, or any manner of really good idea for my code my articles or my essays, or if I'm heavily into my music, or I'm just hanging with good friends, I quite commonly go several days without sleep then get tossed into the nuthouse for being Manic, despite Bipolar Mania NOT being cause for involuntary admission, as well as my just being tired and not actually Manic.

So I started shouting at this Indigent Defense Attorney about how G-d Damn Pissed Off I was at cock-suckers like her, all she wants to do is get me thrown in the mother fucking nuthouse because I didn't bring a razor with me on my walk from Cruz and so by then I had a long, quite unkempt beard.

Look man: I had a far, far worse beard when I was getting published in the G-d Damn Astrophysical Journal at Caltech!

Just then four happy, smiling deputies burst into the room, howling with laughter, and hauled me back off to the holding cell in the courthouse basement.

For no reason I can fathom, the Judge as a result ordered me to Atascadero, without my being present at the hearing where he wrote that order. Neither was I evaluated by any mental health professional.

Upon my return to court, I wasn't permitted to defend myself. I was not ruled incompetent, I wasn't told why, the Public Defender just forced herself upon me.

Which Public Defender?

That very same Herpes-Encrusted Lawyer of the Evening who kept asking me about my alleged GA-X, Section 8 &c.



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