Presidential Election 2016

As I read and watch the coverage of the election, I think there is some advice that everyone should follow:

When someone says something that you disagree with, keep in mind that the reason the person says this is that their family hates America, this person hates you, and this person wants to harm your dog (or cat). When I say “keep in mind,” I mean that you should repeat this thought in your head and block out any processing of the words or ideas that the person is saying. Merely wait for the person to attempt to take a breath, or scroll to the bottom of their “tl;dr” message. Then blurt out whatever bit of brilliance you were going to say.

I promise you that only those people whose souls are filled with putrescence will fail to have their hearts transformed by your magnificently presented sound bite.

As most of you are already following this advice, I suppose you should just carry on.

Sargon, Hammurabi, Ashurbanipal, and Gilgamesh

Since the beginning of the year, I’ve had my own shingle. It’s a second job that I do at night and on weekends. Mostly wills but also legal research and whatnot… writing documents for a flat fee, basically.

Depsite working two jobs, its a struggle just to get by. Yet the kids seem good. Not a day goes by that I don’t marvel at how much they have adjusted and recovered and thrived from those dark early, scary and sad days. And that’s how it will go, I suppose. Things will be better for my children because of my sacrifice. Certainly, that is what happened with me and my parent, and with my parent and their parents before.

Here’s the lyric:

Then they wouldn’t understand a word we say,
So we’ll scratch it all down into the clay
Half believing there will sometime come a day
Someone gives a damn
Maybe when the concrete has crumbled to sand

The Pencil Rain

So I took the bar exam. It was not as difficult as when I took the bar in Texas, with respect to the legal material. But I found the essay format to be very difficult; nerve racking really. We’ll see if the gibberish I wrote turned out to be good law or not.

I’m surprisingly peaceful about it.