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Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Spotlight on Associate Editor: Omar Ha-Redeye

Biographical Sketch for Omar Ha-Redeye, AAS, BHA(Hons.), PGCERT, J.D.

With a name like Omar Ha-Redeye you have no choice but to be unique, and you quickly learn to reject normalcy. He was diagnosed as a genius at an early age, leading to a life-long rejection of mainstream education as something boring and unchallenging.

He was born in Hamilton, Ontario and grew up in Toronto, but rejected the notion that he should stay in his home town. Starting out his journeys as a young teen he traveled across Canada, somehow graduating high-school out in the Prairies, and made a few trips around the world before ending up in the United States.

Rejecting the idea that students should do a straight-forward degree in Arts and study something like Chaucer, or a Science degree where he could look at organic chemistry for hours on end, he went all out and studied Nuclear Medicine Technology.

Most people in this field tend to find a nice hospital job and settle down for a while, while a select few make some real money travelling and doing temp work. Omar rejected the former option, which led to further rejection of more leases and local ties.

He also rejected the idea that he should be content with something like nuclear medicine, and continued on his education in health management. After sampling some management experience in traditional healthcare settings, he decided he needed more chaos in his life and made his way to a disaster zone in the Far East.

There’s only so much rubble you can clear and only so many dead bodies you can bury before you start looking for a new gig. Public relations was the flavour of the year, right before jumping into yet another field.

If there’s any profession that is imbued with tradition, it would be the law. Unlike in the United States, Canadians retain much of their British heritage. They don’t wear wigs any more in Canada, but the lawyers there still wear legal robes.

He would’ve gone with pink robes if he wasn’t concerned the judge would kick him out of the courtroom. Instead he settled for fancy tabs, which in the legal profession is really pushing the limit.

His law school is still recovering from his time there, which fortunately ended in 2010.  Besides creating general havoc and turning the school on its head, he headed a wide assortment of student clubs. Perhaps most importantly, he found the notion that his law school was the only Common Law (English) school without a law review to be thoroughly repugnant.

He created the Western Law Review Association to change that, and the club finally launched The University of Western Ontario Journal of Legal Studies in 2011. The journal is strongly contemplating the model of the Journal of Universal Rejection as one that would considerably minimize the work involved, and to date has refused to publish a single issue.

Perhaps a little inconsistent, he is less tolerant of others rejecting him. He insisted on publishing in several books and journals throughout law school, including Oxford University Press. Don’t even try turning him down on a date.

But because editors tend to frustrate him, his major form of publication is self-publication. You might know them as blogs. Just try Googling his name, you’ll get an idea of what this guy has done. He has even managed to get his blog posts cited in reputable legal journals (suckers).

Within months of graduating law school he was offered a part-time teaching position at Ryerson University. He thought about rejecting it, but then imagined all the fun he could have rejecting the arguments of his students. They come prepared to class with a thick skin, lots of alternative theories, and sometimes, a box of tissues.

His total lack of conformity to any sense of a traditional career makes him perfect for an editorial position with the Journal of Universal Rejection. Just please, don’t take his rejections personally.

Remember, it’s not you, it’s him.

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