#indemnity

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Why Medical Indemnity Insurance is Essential!

Medical indemnity insurance, also known as medical malpractice insurance, is a specialized policy that provides coverage to healthcare professionals against legal claims arising from alleged negligence, errors, or omissions in treatment.

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The New York Times covers the 1825 Haitian indemnity issue, historians (and others) respond

As many of you are most likely aware by now, last week, the New York Times published a series of articles dealing with the 1825 Haitian indemnity to France and its impact on the country’s overall economic development in the nineteenth and twentieth centuries.  The piece, which the Times alleges was carried in close collaboration with historians, economists and other specialists of Haiti, comes as a surprise given the publication’s often dismissive tone when discussing Haitian history and current affairs.

While it does include some inaccuracies (the presentation of former president Jean-Pierre Boyer [1818-1843] as a more “progressive” leader than he was for instance) and oversimplification (the period of the Duvalier regime [1957-1986], for instance, should perhaps have been dealt with in greater details as it presents a grave example of the Haitian state’s corruption), the articles are very much worth a read.

While the English version of the series seems to be behind a paywall (the articles can also be found in French and Haitian Creole), they should be accessible through most public libraries.

Beyond the Time’s pieces, as some historians have mentioned, one must wonder why and why now would there be this particular interest in Haiti at the New York Times.

In any case, here are the articles in question:

“HAITI’S LOST BILLIONS”; 

“The Root of Haiti’s Misery: Reparations to Enslavers”; 

“How a French Bank Captured Haiti”; 

“Invade Haiti, Wall Street Urged. The US Obliged”; 

“Demanding Reparations, and Ending Up in Exile.” 

Here are different responses from historians and other popular publications regarding these articles:

“Historians Are Mad at the New York Times, Again. Should They Be?”;

“The New York Times Corrects Lousy Haiti Coverage in … The New York Times”;

“The Times, Haiti, and the treacherous bridge linking history and journalism”;

“Rançon française :  New York Times a rendu un service important en estimant les pertes d'Haïti entre 21 et 115 milliards de dollars, estime Jonathan M. Katz”;

“The New York Times is Wrong About Haiti.”

As the Times efforts seem to have started something of a conversation (potentially a controversy), we will update this particular post with any new worthy commentary on this issue.

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[howwelldoyouknowyourmoon]

Hyung Jin Moon: “And all the blessed families in the world, all the Central Blessed Families are all a big hoax.”

Linda Feher: This is the very core of the Moon empire. What Hyung Jin says about his family and all blessed families being “Zero. Nothing.” is the core of their misunderstanding of God and humanity. They believe that the only value they have, or that blessed families have, comes from Sun Myung Moon. That kind of thinking stems from the idea that Moon is greater then God. Moon even said as much when he bragged “Even God bows down to me.”

But the truth of the matter is that God’s love, mercy, forgiveness, his grace, the value he places on all of us is greater then a trillion, trillion Moons. The more people buy into “Moon is our only hope” the farther away from God’s truth they get. Everything about Moon’s restoration theology is anti-God because it denies that God’s love and salvation are unconditional. The only thing it costs is your faith.

The Moons created a false ideology of indemnity. Indemnity theology burdens you with a never ending fear that if you don’t pay up you can never be with the Moons in heaven – which is equal to ‘if you don’t pay up you can never be with God’. It is anti-Christ deep down to its very sad core.  

“The King Reigns Forever” Hyung Jin Moon sermon, March 15, 2015

Hyung Jin: “You see, I am not ashamed of True Father’s Six Marys. I am not ashamed of ceremonies. I am not ashamed of True Parents not having a happy marriage.”

And later in the same sermon … “I said “Mother, please, … If you say Father has fallen blood lineage, that means you are not pure. That means you, as True Mother are a fake. If Father has fallen blood lineage, and he doesn’t have the seed of God, then you are a fallen Mother. That is what it means. And it means all the children that you bled to bear are all fake. And all the blessed families in the world, all the Central Blessed Families are all a big hoax. If Father does not have the seed of God, and bring the lineage of God as the messiah, then we are all nothing before heaven.

And nobody wants to tell her that. Nobody wants to tell her.”

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Moon’s Divine Principle Theory Applied The Bait, the Hook and the Resolution

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Two blogs critical of Sean Hyung Jin Moon and Justin Kook Jin Moon (Sanctuary Church) written by supporters of Hak Ja Han and FFWPU:

https://sanctuary-church.blogspot.com/

http://www.cuebon.com/HomePage/concerns.html

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This now abandoned temple used to be used by silver mine workers and mining officials. Now derelict, it serves as a reminder of the past sacrifice and indemnity of prior generations. www.sereneceramics.com #temple #templejapan #japantemple #japantemples #ruin #ruins #abandon #abandoned #silver #silvermine #silvermines #indemnity #sacrifice #sacrifices #hyojeong #sereneceramics #oda #odashi #japan #investigation (at Oda, Shimane) https://www.instagram.com/p/BtPTEy8gzVA/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=ciilalqkpnbs

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Episode 50: Grandpa Joe Exposed

Episode 50: Grandpa Joe Exposed

It’s Wednesday…you know what that means!

Todd Hartsellis back to join David for minute 50. In this minute, David mixes up soap catch phrases, Willy Wonka blows people off repeatedly, and Mike Teevee goes off on a tangent. David and Todd marvel over the performances of the child actors in this movie, specifically gushing over Julie Dawn Cole’s acting as Veruca. Also, David points out how in…

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[1900scartoons]

Tail Raising Episode in the Orient

May 16th, 1901

The deacon 'European Nations' requests a church donation from China at gunpoint. A sign on the wall reads ‘The lord loveth a cheerful giver.’ China pays with Taels, as his queue shoots into the air.

Contemporary news accounts relate that China had agreed to pay a large war indemnity after the Boxer Rebellion.

See Also: Boxer Rebellion

From Hennepin County Library

Original available at: http://digitalcollections.hclib.org/cdm/singleitem/collection/Bart/id/4660/rec/85

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We Can’t Have a Crisis, My Schedule is Full

So this is @emilygegendiewelt‘s real late birthday present, featuring characters from a tv show i’m developing. If you wanna see more of this and other projects, I started a blog for all that: @schlichtingandco!

Now was not the time for her stubbornness. It could put them all in danger. She knew that. She knew she was putting them all at risk. Eloise Blue, she told herself, you’re their Euadne, a General of the Western Tribes. You have to be impenetrable, indefatigable, unconquerable.

She felt miserable.

And Calvin, for pity’s sake, was even worse off than she was where workload was concerned. The Bridgers were still more of a shaky alliance than a nation. He was constantly laying out strategies, handling reports from all over the globe. This last week, she’d barely seen him. He went to bed long after she began dreaming; he rose long before the sun. He haunted the house, a ghost of himself almost completely relegated to their study.

She would’ve been more worried about it if she weren’t only there to sleep. Their official dress had been found on the edges of the bed, on the backs of their chairs, in the study, in the bathroom. They were lucky if they ever got a shower, let alone do laundry the normal way, but it didn’t really matter because no one would dare tell them that they stink. There’s a war on, and that means sacrifices. That was probably why it had taken longer than maybe it should have to realize what was happening, and even longer to figure out how she felt about it.

Now all that was left was to talk to him about the situation, to make sure they were both on the same page. Ellie didn’t bother knocking on the study door, instead pushing it open slightly and walking around the desk till she nearly stood over him, leaning back against the edge of the wood. She let her eyes roam, enjoying the fact that he’d once again decided it was too warm to wear a shirt indoors and that neither of them had ever been the kind to be embarrassed about being caught staring. Then she remembered why she was here, practically sitting on his desk waiting for him to finish what he was doing, and she sighed to herself. Cal, noticing the weight that had settled over her, hurriedly scrawled something at the side of one of the reports he was reading and turned the chair to face her.

Gods, he was handsome, even when he looked like Death warmed over. It was unfair, honestly. Her fingers brushed at his hair. It was getting longer. Would he get it cut? Did they have the time?

His eyes crinkled when he smiled. “Hey. Long time, no see.”

“No kidding. Missed you.” She felt a swell in her chest, the one she knew meant she loved him. It was too easy to lose herself in this. Her hand gravitated back to her other arm, grasping at the elbow.

Calvin tried (and failed) to hide a yawn. “Missed you, too, Sunbeam.”

She glowed at the nickname, the electricity made manifest beneath her skin. “Before we talk about what I came to talk about, I should tell you I don’t have the time for a crisis. All booked, you see.”

“You’re telling me.” She could hardly blink; she had to see his reaction.  He gave her the once over he used to do when he was looking for bruises she wasn’t showing him, but came up empty. “It’s not a crisis, is it?”

Elle shook her head. “I sure as hell hope not,” she breathed. “I don’t know what to do if it is.”

“Ok, so tell me.” There was a little nervousness in his tone, but they’d work it out. Whatever it was, however enormous, they’d never failed yet. They were too good together.

She took a deep breath. “I’m almost 4 months along.”

“Along?” And then it hit him, and he sat back in the spinning chair, blinking stupidly. “How do you feel about it?”

She laughed. Of course, this is when he’d be overly considerate. “I’m scared. But I’ve wrapped my head around it, and well-”

“You were just here to get my reaction.” She nodded. He smiled. “Worrywart.”

“Well, there’s also the fact that I can’t keep wearing loose clothes forever. I’m leading an army. It’s impractical.”

“I’m not sure showing off is going to help either.”

“Maybe for morale?”

“Make you a bigger target?” he countered.

“Maybe I’d just like to wear pants. When have I ever not been a target, though? Might as well have gotten a bull’s eye tattoo while I was at it.”

His expression was soft when he looked at her now. She wished that they were talking about this in a moment that was all their own. Somewhere, sometime when things weren’t life and death. Where it could just be life, beating its chest and screaming from the rooftops, and they could be vulnerable enough to be excited. This was their child. This was what they wanted.  

But they couldn’t forget who they were outside of here. Not right now. “What are we going to do after the baby’s born?”

She shrugged. “Maybe your brother’s family?” 

“No way, Elle. They don’t have a clue about what’s going on. Too dangerous.”

“Can’t keep them close, either. At least your brother’s family isn’t in the middle of a real life game of Risk.”

“But I’m not sure they wouldn’t turn on our child if they came into their abilities early. Who knows how long it’ll be until we get to see them again? To teach them they’re normal. They could grow up believing that they’re wrong or they’re unwanted. Could you stand that?”

“Of course not. None of this is ideal, but I want them alive. They have to be. That’s the most important thing.” The worry that held her captive, like water in a dam, suddenly broke. She almost wanted to laugh through the tears and hiccups and snot. Cal usually cried first. She’d just held this longer.

Cal tugged her wrist, and she noticed that she’d been gripping her arm too hard. She let him pull her into his embrace, settling onto his lap. His hands pressed into her back, arms wound around her like a shield, trying so hard to hold her pieces together while she sobbed into his shoulder. “So maybe we haven’t got it all figured out yet.”

“Incredible deduction, Watson,” Elle deadpanned.

“Adler,” he shot back.

She stuck her tongue out at him, and he took that as a cue to kiss her the way he’d wanted to since she’d arrived in the study. “Worst case scenario: they’re like us.” Another kiss. “Best case scenario: they’re like us. We’re gonna be fine, Elle.”

They stayed that way for a while, holding each other and crying. Ellie’s eyes were puffy when she sat up, her face red as she pushed at the tears on his cheeks. “Parker, we’re gonna be parents. I’m pretty sure fine doesn’t begin to cover it.”

“You know, if we didn’t have to be scared, I’d be so happy.” He breathed. “I’m still kind of happy.”

“I know. Me, too.”