After a week of small children and near constant jokes about my glow-in-the-dark pale skin, I wasn’t all that unhappy to leave my siblings and cousins behind and head up to Washington DC with just my parents for a little site seeing and law school scouting.
FISH: I can just feel the power, the history, and the lies.
MOM: They call that humidity, dear.
FISH: Well I can smell it!
MOM: They call that diesel exhaust.
This wasn’t supposed to be one of those restful vacations. I got the rest out of the way the week before in North Carolina, with all that sand, salty air, and cloudy skies. This was a vacation that had been scrupulously planned out ahead of time, including multiple calls to my US Senator’s office and highlighted maps of the metro. This was to be the ultimate of all geeky vacations for a policy wonk and history buff. It was, too, even if the wonky buff’s unusually brainless.
I saw the C street house! I have a picture of myself in front of it!
I also of course went to the White House, the Supreme Court, the Pentagon, the Library of Congress, and the Capitol building, but who wan’s to hear about that?
And I sat on one of the chairs in the Green Room, because, as I said, I’m an unusually brainless wonky buff.
FISH’S FEET: *throb*
FISH’s HEAD: *aches*
CHAIR: *is very pretty and green*
FISH: Chairs, on our side of the ropes, oh thank God! *sits down*
AIDE: Each of these chairs costs several thousand dollars just to reupholster
FISH: I’m sitting on money!
MOM: *kicks Fish*
As it turned out, I was about to have a seizure, and I act really wierd before those, so I can’t be held responsible for my actions. I managed to wait until we were in the Library of Congress to have it though, and I got taken away in Dick Cheney's usual ambulance. All I can say is no wonder that man’s still alive. These guys are good!
My seizures are always stressful on my mom, because she has to hold me down while I try to fight her off. She has a way of dealing with this stress.
MOM: Of course, you know, this means chocolate.
DAD: We have chocolate back at the hotel.
MOM: Not enough!
DAD: There’s chocolate at the Whole Foods near the hotel.
MOM: Not enough!
DAD: I saw a chocolate shop back that way.
MOM AND FISH: NEED MORE CHOCOLATE!
Chocolate, the cure for the common seizure.
As for law schools, I’ve fallen in love with a few, but that’s two years away, at least. I’ve also found out that certain American Bar Association requirements are horribly ablist, but I think if I get myself into really good health...
The last day, we spent resting, and touring the monuments. We walked along the reflecting pool, discovering that all of the ducks had spawned, and there were itty bitty baby ducklings everywhere. Ducks may be mean suckers, but ducklings are adorable.
Burned out and still feeling the after affects of the seizure, I just sat on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial for a while, taking in the view and marveling at how pretty and green everything was. New Mexico is beautiful. It’ll take your breath away if you give it half a chance, but it’s not pretty.
FISH: Man, it’s so pretty up here.
MOM: If you fight a civil war and reunite a country and free millions from bondage, you can have the best view in the city too.
FISH: Move over, Mr. Lincoln.
Anyway, by the time the vacation came to an end, I was really eager to get home to my dogs, birds, bed, and internet access. Unfortunately, if my dad gets his way, I may be travelling a lot more often. My oxygen consentrator gets me and my entourage all the cool perks, and he wants to take shameless advantage.
FISH: I can just feel the power, the history, and the lies.
MOM: They call that humidity, dear.
FISH: Well I can smell it!
MOM: They call that diesel exhaust.
This wasn’t supposed to be one of those restful vacations. I got the rest out of the way the week before in North Carolina, with all that sand, salty air, and cloudy skies. This was a vacation that had been scrupulously planned out ahead of time, including multiple calls to my US Senator’s office and highlighted maps of the metro. This was to be the ultimate of all geeky vacations for a policy wonk and history buff. It was, too, even if the wonky buff’s unusually brainless.
I saw the C street house! I have a picture of myself in front of it!
I also of course went to the White House, the Supreme Court, the Pentagon, the Library of Congress, and the Capitol building, but who wan’s to hear about that?
And I sat on one of the chairs in the Green Room, because, as I said, I’m an unusually brainless wonky buff.
FISH’S FEET: *throb*
FISH’s HEAD: *aches*
CHAIR: *is very pretty and green*
FISH: Chairs, on our side of the ropes, oh thank God! *sits down*
AIDE: Each of these chairs costs several thousand dollars just to reupholster
FISH: I’m sitting on money!
MOM: *kicks Fish*
As it turned out, I was about to have a seizure, and I act really wierd before those, so I can’t be held responsible for my actions. I managed to wait until we were in the Library of Congress to have it though, and I got taken away in Dick Cheney's usual ambulance. All I can say is no wonder that man’s still alive. These guys are good!
My seizures are always stressful on my mom, because she has to hold me down while I try to fight her off. She has a way of dealing with this stress.
MOM: Of course, you know, this means chocolate.
DAD: We have chocolate back at the hotel.
MOM: Not enough!
DAD: There’s chocolate at the Whole Foods near the hotel.
MOM: Not enough!
DAD: I saw a chocolate shop back that way.
MOM AND FISH: NEED MORE CHOCOLATE!
Chocolate, the cure for the common seizure.
As for law schools, I’ve fallen in love with a few, but that’s two years away, at least. I’ve also found out that certain American Bar Association requirements are horribly ablist, but I think if I get myself into really good health...
The last day, we spent resting, and touring the monuments. We walked along the reflecting pool, discovering that all of the ducks had spawned, and there were itty bitty baby ducklings everywhere. Ducks may be mean suckers, but ducklings are adorable.
Burned out and still feeling the after affects of the seizure, I just sat on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial for a while, taking in the view and marveling at how pretty and green everything was. New Mexico is beautiful. It’ll take your breath away if you give it half a chance, but it’s not pretty.
FISH: Man, it’s so pretty up here.
MOM: If you fight a civil war and reunite a country and free millions from bondage, you can have the best view in the city too.
FISH: Move over, Mr. Lincoln.
Anyway, by the time the vacation came to an end, I was really eager to get home to my dogs, birds, bed, and internet access. Unfortunately, if my dad gets his way, I may be travelling a lot more often. My oxygen consentrator gets me and my entourage all the cool perks, and he wants to take shameless advantage.
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Date: 2010-07-08 06:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-08 06:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-08 06:28 am (UTC)But talk to the deans, they must have dealt with the issue before and we have disabled students at my school, so it can be made to work.
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Date: 2010-07-08 06:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-08 06:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-08 06:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-08 07:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-08 07:16 am (UTC)usually I just make private arrangements with teachers not to mark me absent :)
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Date: 2010-07-08 07:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-08 02:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-08 06:56 pm (UTC)Please be careful, you're brilliant and I want you to succeed and be my colleague.
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Date: 2010-07-08 07:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-08 08:11 pm (UTC)So let's say there are 28 sessions and you have an ABA requirement of 4 sessions mandatory. (meaning 24) Dungeonwriter Law mandates eight make up sessions. (Two per month) So if you're absent seven times (21 classes), but attend the make up 3 make up classes (made to be flexible and those to be held online but only for good reason. Chronic or sudden illness, family emergency, we're all adults here, we can act like it) you are fine. In fact, you can miss up to eight sessions and as long as you have good cause, you're fine. In emergency cases, the 8 can be extended to 10 or 12, but that provides a cushion without unduly burdening the teacher. An extra 24 hours a year at most is not that much of an undue burden and teachers can share the burden.
(for example, all the Criminal law teachers alternate months, since there are usually three at each school, we're asking for an extra 8 hours a year at most. In a 30 week school year, not counting vacations, we're asking for an extra 16 minutes a week from teachers)
But who would listen to me?
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Date: 2010-07-08 08:31 pm (UTC)It's an unsurprising shame that gaining a law degree, a major asset in fighting systemic oppression, is frequently made nearly impossible by that same systemic opression.
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Date: 2010-07-13 04:09 am (UTC)Example:
"Miss Fish, please please orally brief for the class the first of the assigned cases in our casebook, 'X against Y.'"
You must rise and answer:
They proceed to ask you the following questions. Most likely, all of them.
Why are you saying that X failed to_____ ?
What exactly does (insert legal term) mean?
What do we already know about (insert law)?
Can you give me an example of it in previous case law?
Are you saying ... or ... ?
What else could we assume?
You seem to be assuming ... ?
How did you choose those assumptions?
Please explain why/how ... ?
How can you verify or disprove that assumption?
What would happen if ... ?
Do you agree or disagree with ...
Why is that happening?
How do you know this?
Show me ... ?
Can you give me an example of that?
What do you think causes ... ?
What is the nature of this?
Are these reasons good enough?
How can I be sure of what you are saying?
Why is ... happening?
What evidence is there to support what you are saying?
On what authority are you basing your argument?
And I'm not done. This can go on for 20 minutes, and if you get it wrong, people will either raise their hand and try to show you up, or the teacher will let you go on and then yell at you and demand you try again.
My friend fainted during it. Students will vomit, shake and get terribly anxious during it. I can't imagine what a student with anxiety would go through.
So yeah, class discussion is the least of the concerns. Some teachers have dropped the method, so ask the dean to help you get them.
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Date: 2010-07-13 02:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-13 04:39 pm (UTC)You're right. It can be so much better. We're using the same methods as we did 70 years ago. I'm Jewish, tradition rocks, but some traditions are worth tossing.
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Date: 2010-07-13 05:02 pm (UTC)Actually, corporal punishment is still practiced in US schools, and worse, at some schools, the typical form is designed specifically to cause as much public humiliation as possible. Shows a lot about what our country's values are, doesn't it?
Ah, but tradition should never be blindly followed *says the Reform Jew*