So I said I was bringing things back this year, and we’re starting that with Boozy’s Legal Funhouse, a podcast of a live stream and…you know what? Here’s the deal. I’m busy, and I’m trying, and what the world REALLY needs is another self-important lawyer with a microphone talking about things.
The podcast, after the five backlogged episodes go up, will be live every Wednesday on here, on Spotify, and hopefully on Apple once they, you know, make sure I’m not an alien or whatever the hell it is they do.
You can find the first episode below, recorded last year as part of a livestream discussion of landmark LGBTQ+ SCOTUS cases!
Hello and how the hell are you fine folk? Wow. It’s been a while since the last time I, the Boozy Barrister, attempted to restart this site up to talk about law, lawyering, legal things, etc. etc. etc. To the extent that, as I write the words “The site is coming back on February 1, 2021” each and every one of you are staring at the screen and sighing heavily with the belief that this is yet another empty promise. And you know what?
You may be right. But unlike the prior times I’ve sworn like a drug addict giving up the needle that this is the time it sticks, I’m trying my damndest this time. I mean that in the way that I’m not going to start making pie-in-the-sky promises about updating three times a week or anything like that. Because I know I won’t. As the ancient Greeks used to say: “Know thyself,” and MYself is prone to getting distracted, down, depressed, sluggish, and intensely focused on case work and therefore unable to dedicate the time I had back when my office was staffed up to the hilt to writing my thoughts down on these things.
But I’m gonna try, and I’m gonna try by saying that from here on out you can expect a post from me EVERY MONDAY unless I advise you well in advance. A little missive from the drunken whiskey glass/sentient comedian badger/overworked lawyer to start the week off. Always written on a Sunday night, in fact, so I can make sure it actually is done before I wrap myself in bed and dream about all the money I’ll never make hacking away at nickel and dime lawsuits. Because, to be honest, I miss it. And by setting myself ONE comprehensive post a week at the least, I can dedicate several days to writing it.
So here’s hoping it works.
Other things that are going on?
- Monday Nights at 7 PM Eastern I’ll be over on Twitch streaming a roundup of whatever legal matter has caught my attention for an hour with a show I’m calling “Boozy’s Legal Funhouse.” You’ll be able to tune in at 7 PM Eastern HERE.
- Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday I’ll be over at that same Twitch stream in my screaming persona of a giant badger man doing video games for an hour at the same time and generally chatting.
- I’m sitting down this year to actually try and finally write “Boozy’s Guide to Law for Dipshits,” a book that I’d love to actually get done.
All that said and done, if you’re still here I want to thank you for reading through all of this. I’ll be back again next week. So long as I don’t get distracted.
[Note: If you’re new here, possibly from a thing I did a couple days ago, rest assured that this is one of those boring lawyer posts where I talk down to people in a condescending manner about a topic. You should recognize it. In fact, I know you do because I’ve reviewed a lot of your firm “blogs” and am well aware each and every one of you think talking to people like they’ve suffered some form of traumatic brain injury is the way you need to speak to potential clients. It’s cool. I get it. You’re an asshole. Anyhow, this one’s more for the laymen, layladies, and lay-people-of-no-or-any-gender, so sit back and enjoy a really long diatribe.]
Welcome to Lawyers & Liquor, a site that’s updated about as often as my invoices are being paid these days. I’m your host, the Boozy Barrister, and this month we’re going to open with something a little different from our typical Free Speech Friday to take a brief foray into the world of constitutional rights and legitimate exercises of the state’s police powers in a time of turmoil. You know, like a worldwide pandemic and a nation that has essentially stuck up a sign that says “Be Back Soon” on the sliding plexiglass door that is our borders. But before we get into all of that fun stuff, please allow me to take a moment and direct you to the list of the Lawyers & Liquor Patreon supporters who provide financial backing for all of the idiotic stuff we do here.
We all on the same page here? Good, now gather around because I want to be exceedingly clear in this time of turmoil:
You do not have a constitutional right to be a complete jackass and infect those around you, and the government absolutely has the precedential ability to restrict you from doing so. And today, Typhoid Dipshit, I’m going to go into why.
Continue reading “Fundamental Friday: You Don’t Have A Constitutional Right To Infect.”
Welcome back to Lawyers & Liquor where we’re going to keep the crazy train slamming down the tracks today as we lean into part 4 of our examination of the insanity defense in the courts!
If you missed the first three posts discussing the evolution of the insanity defense through the ages, the M’Naghten rule, the Durham rule, and what the hell an irresistible impulse is, you can find those here, here, and here respectively. You don’t really need to read them to understand today’s discussion of the fourth insanity as a defense standard, the “substantial capacity” test, but I’d really suggest it because – as you’ll see in a few – they all sort of tie together in how we got here.
So with that said, let’s get what is essentially a criminal law review out of the way so in a year some law student can be like “Wow, this was really unhelpful and confusing! Thanks Boozy!”
But first, let’s get the form disclaimers out of the way.
Continue reading “The Model Penal Code and Trent’s Teabagging: Insanity as a Defense, Part 4.”
Welcome back to Lawyers & Liquor for another Freaky Friday, where we toss open the crypt doors and invite you, dear reader, to descend into the dungeon of the legally macabre. I’m your ghost host with the barely sufficient most, the BOO-zy Barrister, and in a special two-time Freaky Friday month of April we’re going to continue the theme we talked about last week in discussing a case of high seas passenger murder and expand it out to ask what happens when, instead of drowning passengers, the crew simply decides to dine on a delectable all you can eat buffet of seaman.
Stop giggling, because we have a lot of ground to cover as we explore the English eatery that is the case of Regina v. Dudley and Stephens this time on Lawyers & Liquor: Freaky Friday! But first, a general disclaimer.
Continue reading “Freaky Friday (Again): This Clown Tastes Funny – The Cannibalistic Case of R. vs. Dudley & Stephens, Part 1.”