Stenonymous Proposes Joint Venture with Veritext

Christopher Day publicly posts an offer to the court reporting and digital court reporting firm Veritext mailed a week before 3/25/24.
Christopher Day breaks his promise to stop talking about the court reporter shortage fraud.
Christopher Day makes a check to CASH as a sign of good will to whoever opened that envelope. Workers of the world unite!
Christopher Day prepares to put his proposal in an envelope before mailing it.
Christopher Day tells an unknown operative about Leonard Green & Partners’ Corporate Looting of Hospitals
Christopher Day pushes unionization for deposition court reporters.

The rest of this post is a creative writing exercise. You are not expected to read it.

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Universal healthcare & higher wages,

Cause peace of mind’s better than pages.

And if you’ll just be courageous,

maybe it’ll be contagious.

Go on, amaze us.

Tase us.

Sell us quarter pounders and grazes.

Wage theft! Your money? Blazes.

Kellogg’s dinners embrace us.

Boeing’d ‘cause winners racist.

Politicians need LASIK.

Had to hit 31

Had to do and be done.

A flex of free speech

or a porous pun.

I told you, son,

you never met a man with a loaded gun.

Thank God you never met a man with a loaded gun.

He made sure I won.

Made sure I live.

‘Cause like me, he give and give.

Writer too.

Through and through,

he wrote Mystic Faerie War for you.

Ever notice that our politics

tell you who to hate

but they never fix

the dangerous tricks

that make kids want to Eat the Rich?

Who’d have thought all you need for a lurid rise

is to call yourself “leftist” with all that implies?

Now they’re all scared to put it in print.

I’ve taken the hint.

So I’ll shout from my soul till you all give in.

Cause that’s all these posers had to do.

Was pretend to be kin.

And offer a few bucks too.

I could do that.

I would, in fact.

This is my pact.

Where you truth tellers at?

Don’t leave me be.

Plant a tree.

Make sure I never end up on Hell Gate NYC.

Or why give a shit

about a glade in whose shade you’ll never sit?

Taxation be theft.

Just ask the Economic Left.

Or Take Med Back — Take Back Med?

Would Dr. Mitch Li diagnose me as screwed in the head?

More Perfect Union’s right.

Corporate media hides it from the light.

I’ll bellow with all my might.

Money might be tight.

But I’ll tighten the screws.

Prospect’s looting’s a snooze.

MPT scammed the Jews.

And now I can’t lose.

They can’t show this on Fox News.

My coalition will bruise

companies tightening the noose.

Laissez-faire getting loose.

Time to loosen a tooth.

Slaying propaganda with truth.

I’m on the attack.

I’m fighting back.

Win or lose,

Big Box blues.

And that psychotic break.

A real give and take.

A choice you make.

As the walls begin to crack,

Remember Patriots Against Corporatism, PAC.

…………….

Best friend’s got a voice among

the chosen ones.

I wish he’d share sometime,

before our time runs.

If the crowd demands,

he’ll shake the stands.

How loud. Do you hear me?

A brother that wouldn’t flee.

The success of the cowboys three.

…………….

But by blood, a game designer.

He’s smarter than a Minecraft miner.

If you pay for his opine,

you’re gonna fatten up your bottom line.

That world building you got real fine.

Guess I could never say it all.

My favorite memories are from when we were four feet tall.

…………….

I lose all my words with you.

We vibe all day. True?

I’ve been on this courtroom grind.

It’s made it hard to unwind.

But darling just let me promise you this.

We’ll ride into the sunset soon. -Chris

…………….

You’re a pusher by a different name.

I’m scared as hell Leonard Green’ll be in your game.

Walking that circle was sick.

For once in my life I felt slick.

Another time and another place,

we’d cure the entire human race.

And all the pain would melt away.

Nothing like watching you in that play.

…………….

This guy’s like clockwork,

TikTikTok.

While I doomscroll, we talk.

When the news hit we got

a brotherhood that won’t stop.

To hell with the rest, he’ll get us over the hump.

Google’s your friend.

But LIC’s whistling.

You better write that script.

I’m ‘bout to write reality trips.

I’ve come to grips

with the horrible hostile inside my head.

Made me think I’d be dead.

You were there.

Rise from the wheelchair.

…………….

Another cannot.

Cerebral palsy, drat.

We need more money stat.

Chuck Schumer, where you at?

I thought you was a Democrat.

You cool with that?

You’ll never need again if I win with this strat.

You and your cat.

…………….

Get up you son of a gun.

That’s what you told your son.

Relax everybody, it’s a Rocky pun.

I knew a social worker who was number one.

We barely spoke.

The things that tore us apart were a joke.

In the end, nobody would snicker.

I’ll make Parenting in Today’s Society a collector’s picker.

…………….

You might be a pig,

but you’re a gamer too.

My only regret is I never play with you.

How are the boys in blue?

Are they your new crew?

I hope you remember that I’m one of you too.

A real Serpico.

Imperfect though.

Fighting an imperfect foe.

Writing on the wall until the cracks start to show.

Corporate consolidation breaking down the law.

They don’t cover this in McGraw.

It’s like a sushi roll,

Cold.

A massive toll,

Bold.

A pain in my brain that I can’t let go.

You told me so.

I know you know.

My heart hurts every time I say no to snow.

We’d better do something big before we’re below.

…………….

This one goes out to the kids.

Even the ones doing bids.

Raise the Age doesn’t stop the trauma.

To be honest, neither did Obama.

I told those R’s what they wanna hear.

If my plan works, you’re all privateers.

No, I meant pioneers.

With dying fears.

Evolving nears.

Am I just another white bread with lying tears?

I was you.

Look up Greenburgh, boo.

I was one of wild few.

If only every New Yorker knew,

there’s a man who really cares about you.

They’re all pivotal players.

Takes 6 to take a plea.

Ignore the naysayers.

You’re all too good to me.

But we need to find the money,

we need to ring a bell.

I can’t live in honey.

While these kids live in hell.

On that subject, what’s the deal?

IG silent on the squeaky wheel.

We grow these kids up to deny them, real?

They’re all capable of great things.

Some play b-ball while their sister sings.

Stay away from the drinks

even though the hand dealt stinks.

Apparent to anyone that thinks

that you’ll go far.

Doesn’t matter who you are.

Hard work will make you a star.

I’ll concede competition‘s paramount.

But a lot of them just looking for a way out.

I know we can’t give everyone first place.

But at least give kids a chance at winning the race.

…………….

I guess I owe an explanation.

I care for my nation.

So I’ll become a sensation.

It’ll be amazing.

They’ll say I’m entertaining.

I’m training.

For a battle of words. Waiting.

Inflating wages with a bit of baiting.

Reinstating the subtle art of hating.

Doing it under the guise of crazy.

I thought those boys would tase me.

But they made me.

A hospital let me see

we might be the bad guys in reality.

Don’t get me wrong.

I’m Law & Order strong.

But I’d rather sing a song

than risk a revolution!

I used to say I’d take a bullet for the system.

Now I think I’ve got a life not worth risking.

…………….

To all of you Chris Day fans.

Sorry for some of these rants.

You only deserve the best.

I really hope you’ll be impressed.

In fact, be blessed.

See, I might be an atheist.

But I can’t resist

habitually loving the religious.

It’s anyone’s guess

how to get out of this mess

They’ll call me obsessed.

I’ll point them west.

The sun will set.

One day they’ll be glad we met.

My haters too.

My baiters approved.

I want to get the money to repay you.

If I never do,

I’ll be blue.

But saying sad don’t pay the bills is true.

…………….

To the ones that deserve and apology,

I didn’t do it because in my psychology

it’s worthless to.

To make me feel good?

It’s like a laptop made of wood.

If I ever hit it,

promise you will too.

If I never get it.

Guess one day I’ll be goo.

Consolation prize?

Ducker’s Demise.

You think these lies?

These are outcries.

From a flailing kid to an enterprise.

That flailing bid opened up tired eyes.

Martha Mitchell Effect.

Sure made an impact.

Cassandra Syndrome too.

Everyone will focus on me hatin’ you.

I feel so bad about what I done.

Couldn’t say Lightning Law’s #1.

Let’s cut it short.

Here’s the deal.

I end up in court,

you front the bill.

…………….

MA. Person and state.

The best of the best, truly great.

MCRA needs donations now.

They’ll put it to better use than Stenonymou.

You’ll just have to sic it.

When I met MA my heart caught a speeding ticket.

Cricket, cricket, cricket.

But I’m serious.

Not delirious.

Imperious.

I’ll bow to my superiors.

…………….

Protect Your Record Project’s pens

reached the East Coast.

Just in case you ever want to boast.

We gotta get PYRP on cinnamon toast.

Wage a branding war like Pepsi v Coke.

Make it woke.

That’s what lands.

Just say trans.

Bring back book bans.

Bring back gun safety plans.

Run, hide, fight, dance.

Violence is in demand.

How can I tell?

They both said the word

bloodbath,” ya heard?

…………….

Those who mentored me,

They’d not agree,

with my form of art

where I pick apart

things from end to start.

And sometimes I think I’m smart.

But you know I’m really not.

And if one day I’m shot,

It wasn’t me that got

an urge to do you-know-what.

Never would.

Too much to live for in my new ‘hood.

But paranoia’s back.

Am I wrong about Testifying While Black?

Am I wrong to attack?

Am I wrong to risk all to save none?

Am I wrong to put myself number one?

It’s wrong to punch with the force of a metric ton?

But if I could find the funding,

we’d pass them all.

If I could hit the ground running,

would I survive the fall?

…………….

Bro, how’s your shoulder?

You’re getting older.

Wiser.

You’re the human exerciser.

The man that taught me to relax.

While the Gallery was telling fibs

you was telling facts.

This impacts the social contracts

that we had in place.

Doesn’t anyone read Wikipedia?

Can’t you see big oil enslaved the media?

This threatens the human race.

Now it’s in your face.

Temperature’s in the red.

In 1985 a man named Carl Sagan said,

“hey guys if we don’t pay attention,

our great grandkids might be dead.

The Congress gave a giggle.

The neoliberals gave a laugh.

They want to cut your social security in half.

And fill your gas with lead.

Sorry man, just had a flashback.

Fucking ghosts inside my head.

It’s like that game of blackjack.

“Did you just say ‘help me,’ kid?”

You taught me more about God

Than I’d ever known before.

A subtle nod,

to the beauty at your core.

…………….

Know a man. How you been?

Sometimes I close my eyes and count to ten.

Sometimes I pace around my den.

Sometimes I stare into the abyss.

Bliss. Like a glow stick.

Low lit.

Lost writ.

RMPs riding up on clients.

It’s science.

The law demands compliance.

MAKE DONATIONS TO RELIANCE.

Quiet on the Set flyers.

Car fires.

Flat tires.

Yes, you may inquires.

Did I stammer?

No, I just had bad grammar.

I’m a poor planner.

Time to drop the hammer

on old Kentuckiana.

Stopped choosing my words,

It’s absurd,

how much you can hurt,

be kicked to the dirt,

to get up and keep walking along.

Terrorized by the weak and the strong.

Had to unlearn the violence I was taught.

Had to find a way to undo all the damage sought.

It was like being in a spiderweb caught.

I thought everybody that I loved was bought.

We can make a world where everybody’s safe.

I’ll take that truth to my grave.

Humanity’s great.

It alters fate.

Pygmalion Effect makes us articulate

worlds of our own.

The great unknown.

Why do we fight?

Why not mankind —

invest in greater plans,

to meet the demands,

of the modern pops,

Give it 100 years, tops.

We can make this right.

We can win the fight.

But I need to reach

Enough of you to preach

about a better future.

Even if today’s pretty good.

Just imagine it.

See you at dinner real soon.

…………….

Most days I feel

they’ll never give me the satisfaction.

Like a muscle contraction.

Painful.

Like a bullshit cause of action.

Shameful.

Can’t Lyft like I did.

But my mind’s sharper than the trends on Con Ed.

Know a bleepity bleep.

He Who Shall Not Be Named.

He’s one of those digital court reporters

that’ll reinvent the game.

His competition’s lame.

It’s insane.

This guy will rise

as long as he tries.

I know this implies

that we have close ties.

But I tell no lies.

With love, “I despise.”

With love I excise

those that violate rights.

That TFB 85%?

I’d get that to 95 written in cement.

Don’t get me started when it comes to this edition

of Racial disparities in automated speech recognition,

this artificial transition,

this power play,

listen,

I see what you’re doing.

There’s trouble brewing.

Energies renewing.

Corporations screwing.

A societal regression.

A confession?

For a moment, I stood silent,

I thought a thought so violent.

The rights of women set back

49 years of precedent.

Like a lawyer dawg, this is wack.

It’s like I’m on crack.

Not that I’d know.

But just goes to show

the expressions we’ll allow ourselves to make

if we drop the P.C. policing and culture of shame.

The culture of fame — chasing.

Chasing your dreams.

But while you have your head up in the clouds

The rich and powerful operate in shrouds.

Sometimes for the greater good.

Sometimes they’ll blow up a neighborhood.

Gas leaks ‘cause we can’t fund inspections.

Just like we can’t afford to fight infections.

Can’t afford to light intersections.

A morally bankrupt society via cash injections.

Just like Craigslist missed connections

It’s “Infectiously precious,”

it’s the only message that meshes

expresses

the depth of thought and its egresses.

Oh, but I’ll try.

Wolf PAC.

Oh, but I’ll buy.

Wolf PAC.

Awoo!

Citizens United! Janus too.

I know some union leaders of a finer brew.

I tried to deviate and they told me it was rude.

I’m pretty sure I’m not going far with that attitude.

But I had a choice, do, die, or brood.

Will we all agree

when it’s time to flee?

Sometimes, you know you should.

Then again, no trouble fighting.

I even fight quite fair.

But when wrongs need righting.

I don’t know why I care.

How exciting.

System’s indicting.

Almost as rare as an Anir Dutta sighting.

Or is it the people that urge me not to fight

that are really wrong?

It’s a valid question for one looking to belong.

If you hadn’t rigged the game,

I would’ve worked real hard.

Instead I was given blame

for failing to draw the lucky card.

Having to buy from an oligopoly

isn’t really free.

Tastes worse than the sea.

Nor is it good.

Try not to misunderstand me,

I am misunderstood.

What can I say?

These corporations be cray.

Pushing obesity with my buddy Don Jay.

Maybe I could make a name as the liberal Tom MacDonald.

Or maybe I could start to fall apart like Mitch McConnell

Or maybe I could write this stuff and someone could perform.

“Maybe I should write this bluff and cause a Super Storm.”

When they saw my letter

Thought I was having a break.

Told them I was better.

Said the letter was fake.

When you think that there’s a right way

every other solution gets the boot.

I’ve mastered morally gray

because they get the loot.

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This has been a creative expression for nonviolent action and free speech promotion.

Many lines have hidden or multiple meanings. Please ask if you need more information. For example, the part about Jews was to say that MPT scammed everybody, obviously not just one group. But it was also to denounce those that single out Jewish people unfairly.

War of Mercy in early non-functional development. War of Mercy will showcase the magical kingdom of Seedberry, the heart of an empire whose mystical berry seeds take on different properties dependent upon the kingdom they’re planted in. Donations may be made via Zelle to ChristopherDay227@gmail.com. Do not donate if your disposable income is less than $200,000.

Thank you.

The “Chaotic Good” of Court Reporting

I’m suspending most internet ops broadcasting the court reporter shortage fraud. It was a good year. My publications reached tens of thousands. Yet I can’t help but feel my energy is better spent elsewhere. I’m hopeful that, in time, the community comes to understand why I chose this method of telling the story and this iteration of the Stenonymous character. But I have to face certain realities. We’re in a period in history where companies can call fraud free speech and claim that the government should be barred from pursuing lies that have gone on for a long time. There are probably millions of scandals like ours or worse than ours, and not enough journalists in this country to cover even a healthy fraction of them.

As the multimillion dollar corporations let the one-year statute of limitations on defamation pass, I hope people start to question a bit. I was willing to put in print allegations of consumer fraud & name names in my own name without the privilege of anonymity. I retract nothing. This stuff will be searchable online pretty much forever. There’s certainly a cost to me. But what are consumers to think about a firm that can’t even do the bare minimum brand defense of dropping a comment to say “these allegations are false?”

I’ll still work on the community publicizing and publishing. I’ve got ideas. You’ve got ideas. Let’s put them in print!

First up, NYC “Freelancers,” if you’re interested in unionization, leave a contact email here. What I’ll do is I’ll collect these “pledges,” and at the point where we have a hundred or so we could pool money on real legal advice for implementing a deposition reporter union. My proposal would be to secure a contract that works out some kind of points system for refusing work and pay structure to stay by the page as we’ve always known it. Basic idea is that most of you wouldn’t be able to talk about this out of fear of blacklisting, so we use me as a go-between until the group is large enough to do what has to be done. Could take years, but let’s face it, I might be around another 30 years, so I’ve got time.

If you’re totally lost, let’s just say there are good arguments to be made that many of us meet the definition of common law employees, either commission-based or per diem. That means a whole heap of us are misclassified employees. That means that whatever you’re making now, there’s a good chance you could work out a better deal via collective bargaining. Similar to the concept of bulk buying power. Very pro-capitalism. All about charging what the market will bear. Bonus points if we get contractual provisions for the use of digital reporting, like a stenographer-to-digital ratio, which would guarantee, with the force of law behind it, that companies cannot just replace stenographers willy nilly.

And before somebody jumps in with “my skills earn me the top of the top, I don’t need no union, nope,” it’s cool, really. I get it. Some of you make hundreds of thousands of dollars a year. I would think I’m a nut too. But then you meet reporters who are like “my agency doesn’t want to give me more than $3.25 in 2022 during a time of unprecedented shortage,” when everyone and their mom knows some reporters were getting $3.25 in 1990, and you start to realize that maybe something is not quite right here.

I was never quite able to verify the truth, but I was told by another reporter that one of the killers of the Federation of Shorthand was Diamond Reporting. “You don’t need a union, we’ll pay you your rates.” How poetic if that’s true. That was the company that said no copy sales for New York “freelancers” prior to the Veritext takeover. That was the company that was paying many of you $3.25, a 1990 rate, in 2010. So I sure don’t know if they helped kill the union, but I know for a fact that they capitalized big time on its death. Great anecdote for how companies will actively push for things that hurt your wallet. And something you should keep in mind the next time someone is insisting that you don’t need a union, often using their age and presumed “wiseness” to give weight to halfhearted reasons for why something that’s not really been tried won’t work. “Ah yes, here was a thing so ineffective that companies campaigned against it, sued it, and did everything in their power to bring it down.” In reality, the knowledge that we are underpaid came from historical documents left behind by that union. How twisted is that? It defends us even in death. Sounds like a fantasy novel.

Imagine holding in your hand a tool that, on average, raises your pay, and that you have evidence that it raised pay for people that came before you. You look at the tool, snarl up your face, and go “I don’t like this tool because I feel like the work I do with my bare hands is more fulfilling!” You throw away the tool. The people that would’ve had to pay you more cheer and tell you what a good, hard worker you are, and everyone is happy. Especially you, the hard worker. This is pretty much what I envision every time someone gives me an anti-union excuse, and I have heard pretty much all of them:

“The top reporters get the top pay and jobs!” Not true. There was a certain point in my career where I was the second-most qualified of about a half dozen friends and making the least money — and we’re talking up to 25% less. One agency wouldn’t work with me because I wasn’t in the field long enough at the time. But they worked with someone I knew who just so happened to have less time in the field than I did. I later went on to place 14th in the state’s court reporter civil service exam. Most of us want to believe in meritocracy. I saw for myself things are anything but.

“The harder you work, the more your reward.” Nope. I busted my ass as a 20-something running around New York City. Yeah, I work hard. Pretty much everybody in this city works hard. But you know what? I work a whole lot less hard and make a whole lot more money than I ever did. And I know for a fact there are people out there busting their ass harder than I ever will that make less money than I do. So hard work doesn’t have a damn thing to do with it either. I can self-justify and say my hard work then is what laid the foundation for my success now, but it’s just not true. I gained no professional advantage from being underpaid. Saying otherwise would be delusional self-aggrandizement. I reject telling 20-somethings that hard work is the deciding factor in success. It is one of many.

“Unions are corrupt.” Oh, conceded, some are. Bad leadership can make union membership unbearable. Unthinkable. But in the end you have to decide whether it is better to reform the institution that is supposed to be protecting you, and that you can sue if it fails in its duty of equal representation, or do away with it completely. Think about it this way. The threat is that eventually the person paying you will come swinging the (1d20) axe of “I just need to lower your pay or adversely affect your working conditions.” Could be any reason. Maybe they just want to move their cousin into your seat. Would you prefer no shield or a busted shield that you have some time to fix up and make work for you if that threat comes your way?

“Unions only protect bad employees!” Bad management protects bad employees. Unions typically set up a disciplinary procedure. Managers typically don’t want to follow that disciplinary procedure. The result is non-performers get to endlessly offload their responsibilities on performers while the union takes the blame for “protecting bad employees.” And at the end of the day, this is a great deal for management, because if you get frustrated and dissolve your union because it only protects bad employees, management now has no impediment to firing any of you for any reason whenever they want. Any of you ever had the work from your agency mysteriously dry up after you did something minor to displease them? We could make that never happen again.

“Unions are only for people that benefit from the lowest common denominator.” I’ve taken classes in and done a lot of reading on unionization. You don’t have to structure a union where everyone gets paid the same. You can create tiers, or points, or basically anything you can dream up, put into words, and get people to agree to. Funny that the people that think they’re so far above everyone else can’t imagine improving the models of the past.

“Unions don’t do anything!” Unions are a legal vehicle that, through legal and/or social pressure, encapsulate the terms and conditions of employment in a contract and defend the interests of its members. If there’s something more that you want it to do, you put it into words, you run it by union leadership, and if you don’t like the response you get from leadership, you band together with more union members to push the change or even vote union leadership out. Put it this way, if you do not care enough about your idea to do that stuff, can you really blame leadership for not doing it? It’s like when people get upset with me for not covering every topic. I’m one guy and the community won’t fund me enough to hire help. My effectiveness is limited by the support I get. So too are your union leaders. (Corporate leaders too, but money buys a lot of support, as it turns out.)

In a rare, perhaps unforgivable moment, I’m going to betray my union a bit and put in print that there’s a faction that has an issue it wants addressed. There’s been plenty of haranguing and handwringing over it, but there hasn’t been a single serious attempt by the faction to address the issue. I’ve had hours of my time wasted listening to people talk about an issue that they don’t care enough about to formally address in any substantial manner and gotten a front row seat to the “unions don’t do anything” people complaining about matters they’ll lift not a finger to solve. But, who knows, maybe one of them reads the blog and will ask me how I’d handle it if I wanted them to win. Point is that initiative drives outcomes. If you have no initiative, your outcome is decided by people that do.

Union dues are a drain on your wallet!” I guess? But it’s been shown that on average unionized workers make more than their non-union counterparts, even factoring in union dues. Specifically in our field, we can study non-union deposition reporters with unionized officials, and we can see that, even going 20 years without a substantial change, the page rates are still higher than private sector rates on average. Meanwhile attorneys say their bills have never been higher. Where is all that extra money going if not to you? The agencies. What do you think would’ve been more of a drain on your wallet, union dues, or literally and demonstrably all of the price increases from 1990 to now going directly to the corporate owner’s pocket? We have this funny habit of considering union dues “our money,” and price increases the “employer’s money,” but y’know, if your “employer” is raising prices and never giving you a raise, you’re effectively paying dues to your employer for the privilege of working for them. You just don’t get to see those dues come out of your paycheck, so it feels much better and you don’t have the urge to complain or do anything about it.

If it was possible someone would’ve done it already to collect all those union dues!” Someone I genuinely love — in fact, one of the people that saved my career — loves this line. And it cuts me deep every time because I’ll never really know if they’ve fooled themselves into accepting this fallacy as truth or if they know damn well it’s a fallacy and choose to publish anti-union rhetoric again and again anyway. I’m too chicken to ask and I don’t even know if the answer I’d get would be the truth. Sad day for me.

Why is it a fallacy? Union structures, in my lived experience, are less about expanding the power and profitability of the union and more about safeguarding and managing what they have already. It would genuinely surprise me if, at any point in the last 50 years, any of the New York City unions seriously considered a campaign to bring the deposition reporters into the fold. It would surprise me if they even conceived that such a thing might be possible. To make the connection or assertion you’d have to read the highlights of various labor laws and apply them to the way the job is done in modern times. And even then, you’ll probably still get a patchwork of realities where some people would qualify and some would not.

There’s also the potential political cost of current union members taking offense and deciding to vote out a leader that spends too much time on such a campaign, even if it would ultimately strengthen the union. Add the fact that you would likely have to modify union constitutions to support and allow it. So it’s not a matter of “if there was money in it, they would do it.” It’s a matter of looking at all the obstacles and saying “yeah, this isn’t my fight, and my union doesn’t pay me more money to fight it, so good luck with that.” But if it happened in reverse, where a large group of “freelancers” established a union, or deposition reporters unionized several agencies and then asked to be folded in under —- whoever, let’s say the legal support workers union — I think the results would be quite different. That’s just assuming they’d want the protection of a larger, more-established entity.

Skilled jobs don’t need a union.” The iron workers, carpenters, and all manner of construction people seem pretty skilled to me. And I just told you there’s a legal services staff association, LSSA 2320, and they represent paralegals, social workers, and others. ASSCR, Local 1070, and several CSEA branches represent court reporters. The whole skilled/unskilled thing feels like a rumor that got started to keep workers divided. And it works really well. We squabble with each other about why Joe burger flipper shouldn’t make $xx.xx per hour while the people paying us get away with murder against everyone right up to and including some of the most educated people out there.

All this is to say that the road ahead is difficult. But if we do not even try, then we’re just going to continue this game where the corporations reduce stenographer positions in favor of digital, get them to fight each other for the work, causing even more of a rates freeze (or effective drop). Then this’ll force more people out of the market, particularly the smart ones that don’t want to work for peanuts. And ultimately the pool of stenographers from which the courts recruit will fall to a place of no return, leaving the private sector to pick up the pieces via recording and transcribing. Game, set, match. That’s competition, baby, and it’s on a level that most of us in the “accuracy and ethics” crowd don’t think about. It’s time to flip the script and win the competition.

So let’s take a crack at it. Leave your contact info. Best case scenario, we do something historic and create a model that leaders in every state can follow, as well as upping your paycheck and giving you more worker rights than you currently enjoy. Worst case scenario, it doesn’t work out and everyone has a big laugh at my expense.

If you’re tired of being underpaid during a time of “unprecedented” shortage, it’s time to take a stand!

Addendum:

Even doctors are unionizing due to the corporate consolidation of America. I’m willing to put down at least $1,000 to help all of you with the legal fees.

There’s also the “unfortunate” truth that if we make an active effort to do this, agencies might raise rates just to avoid having to deal with a union for the rest of their existence.

1/11/24 update:

Court Reporters, the Department of Labor’s New Interpretation of the Fair Labor Standards Act Classification Clause Probably Means You’re An Employee.

Amendment by Christopher Day

Wrote a poem. It’s about America instead of court reporting. This is one of the rare times I’m going to use the blog for something like this. Unfortunately, it’s the only way to ensure it gets picked up by web search services like Google.

For the longest time we’ve faced division in the country. I believe this to be intentional on the part of the ultra rich. They control our media, our social platforms, our transportation, our electricity, our groceries. While we battle each other over silly differences or disagreements, we do not address the extraction of wealth from our country. This is very similar to the hatred of digital reporting in our field. While we wasted time decrying digitals as button pushers, we hardly noticed or cared that the corporations were setting up for our replacement and to create a market glut of reporters where our incomes would fall and their profits would rise.

People on very gradient of the political spectrum are being squeezed. I know this to be wrong. I do not know how it will be righted. But I know it must be.

Amendment by Christopher Day

Amendment by Christopher Day

Our country, the boldest.

Our country, for the free.

Our country, remarkable.

Our country, you and me.

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Its wars, our struggle.

Its failures, our pains.

Its future, our future.

Its triumph, our brains.

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A constitution neglected.

Not down and out yet.

Its laws infected,

by corporatist threat.

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They care not for our country.

They care not for our lives.

They care not for their neighbors.

They come bearing knives.

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Our country, our struggle.

My compatriots will see.

They’d gut us for dimes.

Our country, you and me.