Portia Porter, Esq. is a terrible writer. Her book, Can You Stiff Your Divorce Lawyer? is likewise terrible. It is a long, ponderous read of little value. In attempts to be amusing, Ms. Porter comes off less like an experienced attorney and more like the kid on the playground trying to make people like her. Both her talent as an author, and her expertise as a legal advocate, is called into question by this meandering, inaccurate, and frankly quite silly book.
Besides, I have it on good authority that she’s actually a supporter of several racially divisive groups, enjoys eating kittens with her morning coffee, and secretly supports terrorist armies in her spare time. All in all, buying her book will almost certainly help fund the downfall of humanity and the destruction of our very nation.
…Ok, are the prospective clients gone? Good, Good.
Guys, we gotta do something about this Porter lady, because that motherfucker is giving away the whole fucking game.
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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.
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In light of the President-Elect’s tweet yesterday about his position on nuclear proliferation, I felt this was appropriate for today.
Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, Etc. you filthy animals.
So yesterday I posted on Professor Buck Ryan and how he possibly, maybe, somehow could argue a right to due process exists. Not too long after publishing it I got an email with links to the response from the University of Kentucky asking if it changes my thoughts at all.
The short version: Not really.
The long version: Not really, because the University’s response only states there are additional allegations outside of the song, doesn’t elaborate on the nature of the complaints or the details of the investigation, and fails to identify the case it says supports its position.
The longer version: Not really because of all of the above, because the case the University references is a non-binding district court decision currently on appeal, and because I think, after having read the case the University referred to, that this is an arguably distinct situation which is covered by a specific University rule (which was recognized by the judge in that case) that may very well create a statutory entitlement to due process for Professor Ryan.
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