So yesterday I sort of lost my shit on Charlotte School of Law. I may or may not have implied its administrators were vultures who had no business billing themselves as attorneys or educators. It’s possible I implied they purposefully sought out and preyed upon those with big dreams but little academic ability and touted the fact they were doing so as being “diverse.” I may have, possibly, criticized Infinilaw and it’s corporate for-profit law school scam as being akin to DeVry University and various other late-night TV shills.
I stand by every fucking word of that, and now I have more to say, because let’s be frank: the state of legal education in this country is a goddamn shame. It sucks for the students, but it’s a damn good thing that this shit is coming home to roost in a way that lays low the “printing money” mindset of running a law school.
I say sincerely and with great conviction that I’m looking forward to more law schools getting shut down. Cooley, we’re all looking at you.
Continue reading “The ABA Has Failed Law Students and the Profession”
No post today. Busy with litigation. Here’s a quick song for all those law students who are back in their classes this week
Every day I come in the office and fix my cup of coffee. Then I look through the regional papers. It’s no secret by now that I’m an attorney somewhere in the counties which surround Philadelphia (Ha! I narrowed it down to a corner of a large state), so part of my morning reading normally includes the Reading Eagle, the premier paper of Reading, Pennsylvania.
Today I caught an article in it about a drunk shooting at clowns.
Continue reading “Tiny Clowns and Shotguns”
Carrie Fisher has died.
I have nothing to say except a piece of my childhood has gone with it, and my firm refuses to recognize this as a valid excuse for bereavement leave. I’m in disagreement, as this should be an excellent excuse to sit at home and watch Star Wars while quietly sobbing.
So Christmas is over. This is a bad thing for people that deal with me.
Around the holidays I become a nicer person. I genuinely love the holidays and have long-believed they’re a time when we’re just a teensy bit better to the people around us. For me, that means I get friendlier with opposing counsel and clients as we come up to Christmas. I smile more, I’m more likely to grant an extension of time to respond to something, I don’t harp on the bill being unpaid as much as I normally do. All in all, I’m Kris-fucking-Kringle of the local legal community as we build up into the holiday season.
But Christmas is over now, and I’m back in the office, and I’m in a foul mood because there are no more Christmas cookies or carols. It’s a rainy, wet, cold Tuesday morning in my corner of the world, and my heart has shrunk three sizes back to its normal, withered, blackened state.
It’s time for people who have become acquainted with my only since December 1st on to realize how much of an unforgiving prick I am.
Continue reading “The Grinch Returns”