Week Four No More

Deadlines passing me like an unruly flock of number ten envelopes.

More approaching on the horizon, but I think I've figured out the best manner in which to herd them forward to their ultimate demise.

Another week is gone and I'm feeling pretty good; not great, however, and I think that’s because I'm still on the upward climb to the midpoint, i.e. week eight. Still, I feel encouraged about the end being in sight.

Classes remain time in which to catch up on all my assigned reading in the midst of student pontification, with the exception of Estate and Gift Taxation. The class is not only interesting but unlike most courses, also has a significant amount of practical information for a future lawyer.

Note to prospective law students: Don’t expect law school to teach you much about being a lawyer. That’s not its role. The practical information you need to know will only come from other attorneys (i.e. through an internship, externship, summer job, etc.) or from those rare professors that have actually worked as a ‘practicing’ attorney. Of the latter, I’ve only had three in my two and a half years of law school. The remainder were simply refugees from the real world.

Like other educational institutions, law school is a racket that’s promulgated by the individuals who derive their livelihood from its existence. Whether such institutions are necessary or even relevant to what they purport to teach is beside the point.

The adage, “those who cannot do, teach” is as appropriate to a legal education as it is to any other.

Cynical? Sure. But my viewpoint is based on an undergraduate degree, a master’s degree and now a nearly completed law degree.