This advice for the rest of you—who applied to law school simply because you took the LSATs, and who took the LSATs simply because the MCATs were too hard. This advice is for the people who graduated college with the generalized sense that they ought to be doing good works on this planet but were uncertain how to go about it. In short, this advice is for those of you who, like me, went to law school hoping that the experience would be stimulating and/or mind-expanding; a liberal-arts grad school for political people.
Lithwick's column is quite good and I heartily recommend giving it a read if you've ever had a psychotic moment where you've considered attending law school. I wish I'd read it before I started law school and periodically throughout my career there.
Thanks for the link! I've sent that article to everybody I know who is starting law school . . . hopefully it will help them keep their sanity a little longer than I kept mine.
Also, this isn't really a comment, but what's your e-mail address now that your wisc account has been de-activated?
Speaking of rock, it's unfortunate that this shot is cropped how it is on the web. In the print version, the photo spans a bit south-of-the-border to reveal lots of delicious body hair poking out from delicious places. The question arises--how do I know this when I don't even have a subscription to Rolling Stone? Answer: Thanks JP. I'm afraid to close my eyes tonight due to a fear of being haunted by red, fuzzy hairs. Shudder.
The woman was walking by State Street Brats, a popular nightclub, where a man had the monkey on a leash inside its beer garden. People walking by were petting the monkey, who was wearing a white diaper.