Blawg Review # 242

Main lobby, Association of the Bar of the City of New York

House of the Association -- Association of the Bar of the City of New York

Welcome to Blawg Review.  Cold, rainy, prematurely wintry greetings from metropolitan New York.

No exclamation point.  It has been that kind of year, it seems.  Nothing depressing about it, or it shouldn’t be.  That’s just life, and in particular that’s the way life feels at that dreary moment when you’re living it clustered around the winter solstice.

Lobby and stairs, Newark historic courthouse

Historic Courthouse, Newark, NJ

And if I were perkily to emit that Chanukah, the festival of rededication, is “all about” pulling oneself up by one’s bootstraps in the face of dread and gloom, for of course a little light will banish a great deal of darkness, I would not be the first to say it; and it’s not as if cliché is too good for LIKELIHOOD OF CONFUSION®.

But no.  It is not going to be that kind of Chanukah Blawg Review this year.  Let’s instead think a little less loftily, but maybe more fruitfully, about where we are.  Where we’ve been since last Chanukah.  And what we’re doing, blawgily speaking.  And why.

Is there a Chanukah concept in that?  Rabbi Avraham Chaim Feuer says there is — and it seems to be a very appropriate one for this moment, for this blog, even, and for the constellations of blawgs that still form and swirl around us:

Only recently — barely a hundred years have elapsed since the invention of the lightbulb — has Edison’s genius transformed [mankind’s formerly] bleak [benighted] situation. Today, mankind’s blindness is banished by billions of powerful and enduring bulbs. Artificial light has become so economically feasible that even the poorest can afford to squander it. Everything glows in the Age of Illumination. . . .

Centuries ago, prior to the Age of Illumination, people did not waste light. A fire with no function was promptly extinguished, and the fuel was carefully hoarded. If the flames of the menorah burned constantly without apparent function, it must have been that this was not light made to shed external illumination, but rather to symbolize the inner glory associated with Godliness.

For this reason, it is prohibited, according to Halacha, or Judaic Law, to use Chanukah candles as illumination for any ordinary activities. Such utility would strip the candles of their essential message — that there is more than one kind of light, that of the soul besides that of the eyes.

“The time for lighting the Chanukah candles is from sunset until the time that the traffic ceases in the marketplace,” states the Talmud (Shabbos 21b).  As long as men are involved in the affairs of the marketplace, as long as they are engaged in the pursuit and purchase of all their eyes see and their hearts desire, then they are still in need of the lesson of the Chanukah menorah.

No doubt, our era is the age of the eye and the age of the market. This is self-evident and does not need further elaboration. When before in history has the consumer been flooded with such a staggering array of tempting products, wrapped in millions of dollars of “eye-catching” advertisement? When before has the human eye been so constantly exposed to the distracting sights of the stage, screen, and street? In the Age of Illumination, the outer lights have all but blotted out the inner lights.

It is time to gather around the . . .  candles of the menorah, and give the inner lights the opportunity to convey their soft, subtle, penetrating message.

So, let’s sit down — come in out of the wet; can I get you a hot drink?  No, no latkes, sorry — trying to stay away from the heavy stuff, since the operation.  We do have these nice dreidel-shaped cookies… here.  Say a brocha.  Nice.

Pillars at New York Supreme Court, New York County

New York State Supreme Court, 60 Centre Street

We can sit by the fire.

So, yes, last year at this season LIKELIHOOD OF CONFUSION® hosted Blawg Review for the second time.  It went over very well, and I’m grateful for the recognition.  At the end of the day (which comes mighty fast in mid-December) isn’t being noticed for having something to say why a person blogs?  It’s just that some of us need more of that than others, isn’t it?

I must say, cobbling together last year’s piece and integrating the blog links into the conceptual themes and all the business —  it took a stupendous amount of work, really.  Most of it got done by the light of the metaphorical midnight oil — way past the hour when the real Chanukah oil had burned to the bottom of the glass cups in the menorah, wicks fizzling and the last gasp of flame steaming up through the olive essence.  I barely made the deadline.  And when it was done, my upper back wrenched with stabbing pain, I gazed, with characteristic modesty, on Blawg Review #191 as a personal Chanukah miracle.  I could not have done it on my own.

Drawing of courtroom in old federal courthouse, Newark

Old Federal Courthouse, Newark NJ

Now, the Sages teach that of course God does perform miracles, and that it is entirely proper to pray for miracles; but to rely on miracles is not faith, but folly.  In the Holy Tongue this principal is expressed in the words אין סומכין על הנס: ein somchin al ha-nes.  And I realized three or four days ago that, despite the encouragement from people whose opinions I respect greatly, I wasn’t going to do that again.  Ein somchin al ha-nes.

It’s not that kind of Chanukah Blawg Review because it’s not that kind of year.

And yet, why do I say that?  Blawging-wise, true, it’s been an extraordinarily dynamic year.  New blogs in my areas of law seems to sprout up every couple of weeks.  I find this out because they seem to want to put this blog on their blogroll, which is a very touching compliment; and when you get to be wizened and whatnot like LIKELIHOOD OF CONFUSION®, you know, you do get a little emotional.  These young people and their new blogs!

You can live a lot in one year.

Special Civil Part courtroom, Essex County Hall of Records, Newark NJ

Special Civil Part courtroom, Essex County Hall of Records, Newark NJ

Reminiscing happens on nights such as these.  When I started this blog almost exactly five years ago, I really believed that I had missed the boat, and all the good law blogs (the word “blawg” had not, I believe, been coined yet) had been written, or the “spaces” occupied.  Perhaps I was relying on a miracle then, but maybe it works best when you do that unconsciously.  The fact is, many of the new people coming online with blawgs are creative and original, and should be recognized for having something to say.

I also have come to understand that many of them are making my life as a blogger a lot easier, by more or less shouldering the responsibility for covering entire sub-topics of law that, half a decade ago, I considered part of my beat.  When I can, over here, I try to recognize those blawgers and encourage them, recognizing that, objectively speaking, this space has become a little influential.   It is not so much a matter of “real lawyers have blogs,” but rather whether what people put online using the name are, in fact real blogs.  So I try to promote the idea that blogging at its best is a bona fide form of social networking.  In a good way.

EDNY Brooklyn - lobby

Theodore Roosevelt Federal Courthouse, Brooklyn, NY

And this sort of content-based social networking, the way I am conceptualizing it, is a real conversation [link corrected — RDC; and see here, too] renewed with the launching of each post.   It takes place in an online space where people not only speak, but listen.  The only criterion for admission to this space — ideally paid in the coin of the Internet, hyperlinking — is the quality of one’s ideas and his ability to express them.  And it does not matter whether a blogger is a member (or a client) of the same prefabricated, cheaper-by-the-dozen plasti-blog “network” that is really nothing more than an articulated series of outsourced online law firm brochures, beautiful in form.  Any Hellenist would be proud.

Not that there’s anything wrong with that, I should say.  Big firms mostly can’t, don’t, probably shouldn’t … “blawg” … the way the old-timers blawg, or blawgged, with that style’s idiosyncrasies, perhaps the occasional iconoclasticism, and maybe even some… risk.  It’s too damned complicated for big firms, what with client sensitivities, positional conflicts, a marketing posture based on the myth of perfectionism, and, with all due respect, an internal culture mainly meant to weed out… idiosyncratic, iconoclastic risk-takers.  (Not that I have anyone in mind.)  But sure:  Mimicking the blog paradigm, exploiting its power in terms of style, segmentation of the message to reach a niche of prospects, accessible and dynamic production interface, low coast and its natural and entirely requited relationship with search engines, is entirely rational for big firm marketing departments.

MLK Federal Courthouse, Newark - interior

MLK Federal Courthouse, Newark, NJ

It’s not for me to say what is called “blogging,” is it?

I shouldn’t have been surprised, then, when I sat on a “social networking for lawyers” panel a few months ago and a big firm marketing director cheerfully announced, “Yes, we just launched six blogs last week!”

I didn’t even understand the words she was saying.  She has six people…  in that firm? … who will stay up all night to beat a dead horse to even deader on an issue in the law that they care about?

To answer comments from law students seeking illumination — or be schooled by people who know more than they do?

To awake with a start and furtively log in and make a correction before someone realizes what a dumb-dumb the blogger is for getting the holding in that case exactly backward?

Attorneys' waiting room, Second Department

Attorneys' waiting room, Appellate Division, Second Department, Brooklyn, NY

To wait and wait in the early dusk and through the next dawn to see if someone, anyone, will “pick up on,” maybe even comment — maybe even link to? — a totally original thought from someone who’s out there doing it for real and is willing to stick his neck out and create?  And to try to light up the night for even a little bit?  And risk being wrong?

Or worse… to risk being ignored?

But since then, I have come to understand. I didn’t get what she way saying then, but I do now.  It’s like a lot of things, really.  It’s the Age of Illumination.

A light in every window.

A blawg for every shingle.

Photons and pixels soaring across the ether, generating, light, yes!  Fluorescent, halogen, you name it; sparkling, illuminating all…

Generating light… but no heat.

Afternoon rays, D'Amato Courthouse, U.S. District Court, Eastern District of New York

Alfonse M. D'Amato United States Courthouse, Central Islip, NY

Okay, having said that — it’s just Blawg Review.  Now, the links:

A lot of folks I look to for blawging entertainment and enlightenment were quiet this week, but these are the law links I like.

Enough to keep you busy?  It was for me.  Thanks for the indulgence.  Blawg Review has information about next week’s host, and instructions how to get your blawg posts reviewed in upcoming issues.


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Author:Ron Coleman

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32 Responses to “Blawg Review # 242”

  1. December 14, 2009 at 10:15 am #


    Thank you so much for the mention in Blawg Review. I appreciate it and enjoy your insights at this post as well. Have a great Chanukah and here’s to more great interaction in 2010.

  2. December 14, 2009 at 12:34 pm #


    If I say tears sprung to my eyes will SG roll his and say “if you can’t stand the heart, stay out of Ron Coleman’s blog?”

    To put my response in context: I come to year’s end genuinely considering giving up blogging.

    But still, I do as I have done for at least a year or more now. Every Monday morning, the first thing I do is read Blawg Review. Too often it’s a disappointment in the way judges disappointed when I started practicing law. This wasn’t the high degree of intellect and passion and preparation I was expecting. 80% of these guys (and they were men then, mostly) were civil servants for goodness sake! Only later would I learn that 80% of everyone does his/her job like my dad (always with the opinion!) told me civil servants did – doctors, lawyers, surgeons, novelists, chefs, plumbers, electricians, even Indian Chiefs. Turns out, 20% of civil servants don’t do their jobs like . . . civil servants. So it is with Blawg Review. 20% do it well.

    But 20% isn’t enough to keep me reading, or writing. It’s the 1% that do. The 1% that move you to tears because what they’re saying is authentic, deeply felt, and (for the brain-groupies among us) truly intelligent.

    That said, you had me at the Association of the Bar of the City of New York where one kind lawyer, more than thirty years ago, was willing to take a girl from the typing pool and teach her how to use the law library. Alan J. Berlowitz, Esq. of the Bar of the City of New York, thank you!

    What you say here about the practice of blogging – the way in which it is sometimes sacred (the light of the candles) in the midst of its jostling commercial transaction with the worldly-world, is the reason I have blogged with unflagging devotion for three and a half years. It feels like a lifetime already, likely because the form of it permits us to bring every part of ourselves to it.

    I apologize for hijacking your “comments” section for waxing inelegant in response to your eloquence. I just want you to know that my heart is fuller this morning because of what you have written.

    Eyes dry now, I’ll try to make some year-end decisions that serve both the sacred flame and the compact fluorescent bulb.

    Blawg Review #242 is a mitzvah.

    ברוך אתה ×”’ א‑לוהינו מלך העולם, אשר קדשנו במצותיו וצונו להדליק נר של יום טוב

  3. December 14, 2009 at 1:22 pm #

    Thanks for the mention… Enjoyed the post!

  4. December 14, 2009 at 5:45 pm #

    Very informative posting! I will make sure and bookmark this blog for later research and use.

    Nothing nice to add about the design?! — RDC


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  9. vpynchon - December 14, 2009

    Ron Coleman's Blawg Review #242 MUST read; best BR of the yr; brought genuine tears to my eyes: the real deal

  10. overlawyered - December 14, 2009

    Blawg Review #242, on a Chanukah theme, is by @roncoleman at Likelihood of Confusion

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  13. blawgreview - December 14, 2009

    It’s not that kind of Chanukah Blawg Review because it’s not that kind of year.

  14. Staci Riordan - December 14, 2009

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  15. vpynchon - December 15, 2009

    aft Hannukah candles lit read BlawgReview Hannukah "sermon" 2hub last nite 2remind him of spiritual meaning; thx Ron

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    Best BlawgReview of the year comes at year's end at Ron Coleman's Likelihood of Confusion blogging MEANS something

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    Superb Hannukah edition of @BlawgReview #242 by @RonColeman. The Age of Illumination-a blawg for every shingle:

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