09 February 2009

The Glass Celing

At Bickel & Brewer, the power code is made clear when recruits are invited to "Call-Back Weekend" in Dallas, which takes place each fall. "When I greet them at 9 a.m. that Saturday, I'm in a suit and tie -- and so are they," says Michael Gardner, the firm's hiring partner.

I guess this asshole isn't hiring any women. Sometimes people try to tell me that sexism is dead and feminism is useless. But it's subtle little slip ups like this one that show that our prejudices are still there, swimming just beneath the surface of a $1200 suit. And tie.

08 February 2009

Caveats.

Sometimes when I'm reading a case it feels like a mystery novel. I really just want to skip to the last page to find out what happens. So I hurry through the pages in order to figure out what the court decides. Then I get called on in class:

1. I remember nothing but the first three lines and the holding of the case.

2. I try to make up details based on my limited knowledge of mystery novels (Think: Goosebumps)

3. I fail law school

05 February 2009

Um...Well...The court decided that the fact that...mattered...in the case...which was decided...and...the conclusion...which was concluded...when they

...decided...the holding...which involved the fact that...there were issues...concerning the case...which...as you know...turns on the facts...and key issues...regarding...

I'm pretty sure this girl is in my ConLaw class:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lj3iNxZ8Dww

Why Law School Sucks Part II

"It's my job to make you miserable, they pay me the big bucks for it."
--Con Law Prof

04 February 2009

Why Law School Sucks

"Here's the question: What am I thinking?"
--Property Prof

03 February 2009

Just talked to a friend's mom who is a attorney in Maryland for almost an hour. She told me to drop out of law school and called me an asshole at least three times. I love her.

02 February 2009

When the going gets tough, the tough steal government uniforms

The flu is now running rampant through campus. I'm thinking of revising my wardrobe:



Just call me Mat, HazMat.