20111230 justicejoanoriemelvin 150This week, Allegheny County Court of Common Pleas Judge Lester G. Nauhaus sentenced former Pennsylvania Supreme Court Justice Joan Orie Melvin in connection with her conviction on political corruption charges related to the misuse of staff for campaign purposes.

There have been a number of public officials in Pennsylvania convicted and sentenced in recent years for campaign corruption. Orie Melvin was the only judge -- the rest were lawmakers. Let’s take a look at the scorecard:

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The Long Hai School

Thursday, 09 May 2013 10:47 AM Written by

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As the bus pulls up, shouting children come running towards the gate, every one in an identical red and blue track suit. When we enter the courtyard, they watch our every move, whispering to each other in a language we don’t understand. A little boy pushes his friend in our direction. A little girl works up the courage to say hello. This was Pitt MAP’s welcome to the Long Hai migrant school.  

bj leah hai 4We were led across the main quad of the school where the children have recess and into the “media room.” This room was made of sheet metal walls and a concrete floor. There were two chalkboards, rows of desks and chairs, and an up-to-date looking projector and screen that was connected to an older computer and monitor. Sandy Chou (right), who works with World Education, gave us an overview of the situation of migrant education in China. “700,000 school age children have migrated to Beijing with their parents who are looking for work,” says Chou, a Taiwanese woman who studied at Boston University, “and by 2015 there will be 250 million migrant workers in China.” 

The Long Hai school was established in 2003. It is privately funded and has now grown to educate 1,400 students. The Hukou system in China, which connects citizens to their birthplace through social services in order to curb migration, creates an education barrier that migrant schools, such as Long Hai, work to address. In China, as opposed to the US, it is the public, government-run schools that have better resources and better results. However, when families migrate to the cities in search of work, children cannot attend the public schools since they do not have an urban Hukou. Many times they cannot attend school at all, because their families do not have the money to pay the fees to attend private schools. There are 1.8 million migrant children in China who are not in school. 

Long Hai school charges 1000 yuan per semester, trying to balance an affordable tuition fee with money needed to purchase resources and to give teachers a decent salary. In China, teaching is not considered an honorable profession, so there are fewer people willing to teach, especially at a migrant school where the pay is lower. When the school first opened, they were only able to pay the teachers 100 yuan per month, but now the school is able to pay 250 yuan per month. Long Hai has done quite well; they teach not only Chinese, English and math, but they also have a gym class and an art class, a rare occurrence in migrant schools.  

bj leah hai 3As Chou explains the educational and psychological hardships faced by children in migrant schools, I hear children playing and yelling outside. Chou discusses the feelings of isolation of migrant students, their low social status, the discrimination, and the times when they are left behind as parents move to find new jobs. She describes the slums that these families live in, slums that are currently being demolished, leaving families with nowhere to go. The shacks in these slums are built out of scraps of corrugated metal and other materials. They are built with no room in between. Each little shack has a small room for one family to fit their few belongings. Many times there is just one twin bed for a whole family and very few other material possessions. “Our goal is to assist vulnerable youth in these situations,” says Chou. The students begin to congregate outside the classroom, trying to get a look inside. Some children try to open the doors while others gather outside the window, shouting at each other in excitement.  

Recently there have been programs enacted to incentivize workers to stay in their villages and to prevent migration. The government has been trying to open up the job markets in villages and to incentivize companies to open factories in the West. These are poorer areas, and this is an attempt to prevent migration to the coast.  Through these actions, the government has been attempting to address the root causes of migrant workers and the issues that they and their children face. Although they have made some headway, the migrant schools are still a necessity and need support and resources. Of the migrant schools that World Education works with, Chou says that Long Hai is one of the best.  

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After the lecture, we were divided into groups of three and sent into the fifth and sixth grade English classes. As we entered, we got a loud “Hello!” The teacher had us stand in front of the class to answer questions. A few mustered the courage to stand up: “What is your favorite hobby?” “What is your favorite color?” “What is your favorite season?”    Our answers were followed up with “Why?” almost every time, and then the students quickly said “Thank you,” and sat down.   The teacher asked us to read from their vocabulary list, which included words such as taller, shorter, and sperm whale!  The children were all very friendly and well-behaved as we gave our impromptu English lesson.  

As we left the school to head back to our university, the students gathered around us, posing for pictures and asking for autographs. They were all smiling and laughing, not betraying the hardships they had faced or were yet to face.

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Seeing Mao

Monday, 06 May 2013 04:19 PM Written by

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A sea of tourists stampeded through the pedestrian tunnel running towards the stairs leading up to the square; it was the survival of the fittest. With our adrenaline pumping, we maneuvered our way through the swarm of matching neon orange hats, staggering tourist flagpoles, microphones, and children on leashes.   The three American girls (Liza, Abby and I) were on a mission to view the preserved body of the late Chairman Mao at Tiananmen Square. 

Exiting the congested tunnel, we could not escape the rush around us. Groups of tourists were scurrying in clumps back and forth as intimidating, bilingual police officers directed the crowds in every direction. Thrown into the mix, we started following a group in matching tee shirts to cross the street to Tiananmen. But the group in tee shirts led us to a fence; clearly they had no idea where they were going either. Taking matters into our own hands, we raced down the sidewalk, zigzagging through slow-walking pedestrians and others struggling to keep their balance in their platform heels.  

Once more we tried to cross the street. Just as we were about to step out into the cross walk, a loud threatening voice began to yell, “Wú jiāochā!!” [No Crossing!] I jumped back in fear, practically falling onto those behind me. How was it impossible to cross a street? I held my breath, staring at the police officer as he marched past us towards two young laughing Chinese teenagers. The two had also tried to cross the street. We moved to the next crosswalk to do this legally.    

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I stood in the middle of Tiananmen Square staring up at the Mausoleum of Mao Zedong and the crowd that surrounded me. I was weirdly excited to see the corpse of the great Chinese leader. There must have been at least a thousand people zigzagged around the memorial standing in line, flowers in hand, waiting for their brief encounter.  

As we walked towards the mausoleum, a woman in front stopped in her tracks, turned around, and took a photo of us. Throughout our wait in line I could feel the stares. What were they thinking? We were unquestionably the minority of the group. Chinese men and women of all ages surrounded us holding the small bouquets of white flowers that they just purchased for 3 RMB.   

“They are definitely judging us for being here,” Liza whispered. We laughed as we marched up the stairs, when suddenly everything became silent.  “What is happening…?!” Liza questioned under her breath as we approached a slick stone statue of Mao surrounded by hundreds of bouquets of white flowers. “I wouldn’t be surprised if all of the flowers end up in the trash. How could they possibly keep all of them?” We painfully held in our nervous laughter as a woman behind the red velvet rope advised us to kindly shut up.  

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As we inched our way through the memorial, I looked at those around me. There were groups of teenagers, adults, and children all huddled together, completely silent. The eerie atmosphere made me self-conscious. Individuals were holding prayer beads as they silently whispered to themselves, seemingly in prayer, while others were focused on the godly statue of Mao at the center of the room. Those who crowded around me were most likely at the mausoleum to pay tribute to their previous leader; meanwhile, I was only there for the thrill of viewing a 30-year-old corpse. I curiously watched as groups, one after the other, would approach Mao’s statue each bowing three times before placing their delicate white flowers before him.  

I held my breath as I turned the corner into the viewing room. A large glass cube was placed at the center. Inside, two guards stood on either side of Mao.   A single bouquet of flowers stood behind him. My eyes darted toward Mao’s face, which was illuminated by an overhanging spotlight. His face appeared to be bright orange. I couldn’t tell if it was from the spot light or from the make-up. I leaned in towards the glass for a better view until I was hissed away by a security guard advising me to move on. By the time I looked back, I was already exiting the building.  

“Did you see the communist flag draped over the casket?!” 

“No, I was too busy trying to look for his mole!” 

“Sorry, but I wasn’t convinced that that was actually him.” I said, “It couldn’t be. I mean the amount of make-up—” 

Liza interrupted, “That was the most bizarre yet exhilarating experience of my life.”

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The water launched hundreds of feet into the night sky, drizzling the tops of spectators’ heads on its way down, mustering up a crescendo of applause, waiting a few seconds before it shoots up again in a different design at the music’s cue. Artificial trees along the side of the fountain were ablaze with bright, red, glowing leaves, drawing eyes to the focal point of the plaza-- the Buddhist Dayan Pagoda in Xi’an.   

At around 8:30 PM, groups of Chinese families -- children with light-up toys, older girls with glowing, red devil horns, men with their phones on camera setting, vendors with posters, posters displaying professional photos taken in front of the massive fountain -- all gathered in the square. The young are easily visible -- holding hands, sharing cotton candy, taking pictures of themselves, giggling.  The teenage girls hang on to their boyfriends’ arms (the side that isn’t already carrying purses). The old also stage their presence in groups along the wide paths, freely moving along to bygone pop songs. Light posts decorated with ancient Chinese poems illuminate the wide pathways.  The energy seems fresh and special, the way people feel after witnessing fireworks in front of Cinderella’s Castle in Disney World’s Magic Kingdom.  

Buildings the size of department stores surround the plaza, buildings reminiscent of ancient Chinese architecture with its bilateral symmetry and easily recognizable triangular, sweeping roofs.   Regardless of the buildings’ timeless structure, the modern lighting built into the wooden beams, the identical walls in mint condition, and the neon Chinese characters revealed the construction’s young age. Foreign restaurants fill up the space below. Dairy Queen, KFC, McDonald’s, Pizza Hut, Papa John’s, Dunkin’ Donuts, Starbucks -- we weren’t the only Americans who made it to Xi’an. Chinese restaurants are pushed off to the side, behind Burger King and Subways. Street food is tucked even farther away from the Pagoda, down gray alleys, nestled between shabby residential properties.               

To the west of the 1,700 year-old pagoda, under another wide roof with flashing lights, behind a blinding jumbo-tron, large crowds congregated in another big building, their heads tilted back, jaws hanging down, fingers pointing to northwest China’s largest sky LED screen at 2,800 square meters. The scenery above changed from digitally produced scenes of the galaxy, the deep blue sea, and the tropical forest. The display was amazing, fascinating enough to severely captivate an organic food loving, yoga practicing, middle-aged Political Science professor. “This is just so cool!” he shouted, his fists in the air. 

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Xi’an is one of the oldest cities in China.   Today it is one of China’s great contemporary metropolises.   And it is a tourist stop.   Millions of curious visitors flock to Xi’an each year to witness the world’s eighth wonder, the two thousand year old Terracotta Warriors and Horses. Less than forty years ago, in 1974, a group of local farmers discovered clay earthenware instead of an underground well, leading to the excavation of an entire two thousand year old life-size terracotta army. Along with the 7,000 soldiers, hundreds of bronze horses, chariots, and weapons from the Qin Dynasty (211-206 BCE) were unearthed. The clay army replica belongs to China’s first emperor, Emperor Qin Shi Huang. At just thirteen years old, the young emperor began an eleven-year long and 16,300 square meter large project to prepare his mausoleum.  

A UNESCO Heritage Site as of 1987, the park is divided into three pits, each marking a different excavation site and date of discovery. Ancient terracotta warriors can be found standing or kneeling; some are headless and some are armless. Others are severed in half or completely shattered into fragments of clay. Fully intact or broken, no two soldiers are the same. Each soldier has his own facial expression, hairstyle, clothing, physical features, and disposition, attracting visitors from all over the world.  

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In world history books, Xi’an is described as one of the “Four Ancient Capitals of the World,” boasting an impressive history that dates as far back as 11th Century BCE. Those who understand China’s extensive past know that the country’s unification under the Qin Dynasty was planned and executed from Xianying, China’s first capital, located in northern Chang’an (the city’s original name). Yet Xi’an is only third after Beijing and Shanghai as a popular tourist city in China.  

The Bell Tower, built in 1348 during the Yuan Dynasty, currently sits in the very heart of the city, surrounded by a four-lane, major roundabout on which cars continue to precede without caution. The almost seven hundred year-old building is constantly surrounded by the young -- relatively young people, relatively young buildings in the form of fourteen story, Western design hotels, and relatively young innovations such as cars and neon lights.  

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To the south of the Bell Tower, tourists climb Xi’an’s Great Wall, constructed in 194 BCE, and rent bikes for 100 minutes to pedal along the 14 kilometer perimeter. Older folks ride the open shuttles, passing by annoyed bikers who underestimated the bumpy, brick floor full of unavoidable potholes. Ancient ramparts, each several kilometers apart, decorate the time-honored wall. Children, adults, and teenagers alike enjoy the view from above: a far-reaching sea of tiled, triangular, gray roofs; tall buildings that look as though the exterior walls have been plastered with funky wallpaper; man-made rivers and roads under construction; KFCs and McDonalds.  

Back in front of the Dayan pagoda, I visit with John, a South Korean native who, after 11 years in China, considers himself to be Chinese.   And he perfectly captures the essence of Xi’an today: “See--to the left you see ancient China because of the old Pagoda, but to the right you can see modern China.  That mall with the big screen, it is only a year old!”


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20130506 dna photocom153568325 150Starting your week with the Post-Gazette Business/law package today begins with a report by Gabrielle Banks on the U.S. Supreme Court session on the question of patent rights over segments of human DNA.

The Legal Intelligencer's Amaris Elliott-Engel looks at the arguments over changes in Pennsylvania's mandatory retirement age for judges.

20130505wap drillingsetA60And from the weekend, the Panic Street Lawyer's Jay Hornack reviews fracking, eminent domain and the industrial legacy of old gas and oil wells.

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Panic Street Lawyer: Not the last splash

Sunday, 05 May 2013 06:00 AM Written by

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Hydraulic fracturing involves the use of liquid pressure to create fractures in underground rock that allow oil and natural gas it contains to escape and flow out of a well. While fracturing fluid includes sand and chemicals, it consists primarily of water.

There have been many articles written about gas drilling lately, and mine today is far from the final word on the subject. Some articles deal with hazards associated with drilling.

In Pennsylvania, one of the risks posed by this modern energy-related activity is connected to the Commonwealth’s oil and gas drilling history. For almost 100 years following the drilling of the first commercial well in Titusville in 1859, there was no state requirement that operators report well locations. Pennsylvania’s Department of Environment Protection (DEP) currently estimates close to 200,000 “lost” wells which, if methane migrates to the surface because a well is unplugged, can make modern drilling dangerous. Eventually, 1984 legislation required drillers in Pennsylvania to register their wells and – if a company or landowner owned or made money off a well after 1979 -- to plug inactive oil and gas wells with cement.

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20130502 gunresearch photocom86533162For all the attention that is placed on the nation’s estimated 300 million firearms, most guns rest in cases, drawers and safes. Few are holstered. Few get used to actually stop a threat. Even armed soldiers and police officers often go entire careers without firing a shot on duty, reported the St. Louis Dispatch.

For many, self-defense is the leading argument for gun ownership rights. It’s also the primary motivation for keeping a firearm, now surpassing even hunting, according to a recent Pew survey.

Data on the incidents of guns’ being used in self-defense vary widely from study to study. But only a tiny sliver of people use guns to kill someone engaged in a felony. The FBI counted just 230 such cases of justifiable homicide in 2010.

The U.S. Senate last week rejected a series of gun control proposals. The debate over gun control has been hampered by old, at times unreliable data on guns.

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Neighborhood Legal Services Association (NLSA) received more than $55,000 as a result of unclaimed funds from the Allegheny County strip search class action settlement.

Robert N. Peirce III presented the check last week at the nonprofit’s downtown headquarters to NLSA Board President Carol Mills McCarthy and the organization’s Executive Director Robert Racunas. NLSA is a non-profit, public interest law firm providing civil legal representation to residents of Allegheny, Beaver, Butler and Lawrence Counties who, for a variety of reasons, would otherwise not have access to legal services. For more than 47 years, NLSA has been serving thousands of individuals and families in the Pittsburgh region, with the mission to ensure equal access to justice for all residents of the area.

“When people have been treated unjustly, lawsuits serve not only to secure compensation for the victims but also to make sure that the injustice doesn’t continue,” said Robert N. Peirce III, whose firm, Robert Peirce & Associates, served as class counsel in the case. “In this case, we have not only achieved justice for our clients and changed practices at the county jail, but we have been able to use the settlement to help the low-income and vulnerable individuals who are clients of NLSA fight for their rights.”

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