WJcandee
Wise One
Well, this whole "malum in se versus malum prohibitum" thing has been going on literally for thousands of years, so it ain't gonna be solved here today. I do have to say though that I consider the plumbing code to be iussum quia iustum, and it does protect us from ourselves as well as from others.
What is actually incredibly-heartening to me is the amount of honor and respect the licensed professionals who post here display towards their licenses and the fundamental tenets of their profession. There are wormy apples in every profession, but as someone who takes my own oath and responsibilities seriously, I'm really proud to be around a bunch of professionals who do the same.
These guys aren't willing to participate in half-assing the thing. They know that there is more than one way to do something right, and they also know that some things are unequivocally wrong.
And they are not willing to accept your premise that "If you can't show me that it is certainly going to kill my family, then it meets MY own personal plumbing code." Oddly, even when someone indicated a plausible risk to your family, you decided that it wasn't a sufficient risk to concern you.
The purpose of requiring licenses and doing things to code is not just to prevent potentially-fatal hazards; it's also to keep things from happening that are a simple as what happened to the unfortunate Mom, new to Chicago, who spent $9000 on a bathroom, only to discover that there was no p-trap under her now-sewer-gas-laden tub.
It's harder always to do everything right, but it's also easier always to do everything right.
As to your description of your own installation, somehow, I'm getting a mental picture of old schoolbusses buried in the backyard and a sense that authorities come on your land at their personal peril. Yikes. Pretty sure that the place I am thinking of wasn't to code either.
Anyway, kudos to my fellow professionals (in a different profession than mine) for treating their profession with pride.
What is actually incredibly-heartening to me is the amount of honor and respect the licensed professionals who post here display towards their licenses and the fundamental tenets of their profession. There are wormy apples in every profession, but as someone who takes my own oath and responsibilities seriously, I'm really proud to be around a bunch of professionals who do the same.
These guys aren't willing to participate in half-assing the thing. They know that there is more than one way to do something right, and they also know that some things are unequivocally wrong.
And they are not willing to accept your premise that "If you can't show me that it is certainly going to kill my family, then it meets MY own personal plumbing code." Oddly, even when someone indicated a plausible risk to your family, you decided that it wasn't a sufficient risk to concern you.
The purpose of requiring licenses and doing things to code is not just to prevent potentially-fatal hazards; it's also to keep things from happening that are a simple as what happened to the unfortunate Mom, new to Chicago, who spent $9000 on a bathroom, only to discover that there was no p-trap under her now-sewer-gas-laden tub.
It's harder always to do everything right, but it's also easier always to do everything right.
As to your description of your own installation, somehow, I'm getting a mental picture of old schoolbusses buried in the backyard and a sense that authorities come on your land at their personal peril. Yikes. Pretty sure that the place I am thinking of wasn't to code either.
Anyway, kudos to my fellow professionals (in a different profession than mine) for treating their profession with pride.
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