AnonymousLawStudent

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Thursday, April 14, 2005

" First, Columbia is not really in Harlem, especially as the neighborhood because increasingly gentrified."

Yes, I forgot that Columbia is in "Morningside Heights," a quaint way to rename Harlem, created by real estate agents and Columbia employees seeking to quell the fears of rich suburbanites sending their children to go to school in an area that can only be generously desribed as a complete shithole.

"The fact that you said "Worst Fear to Attend" : wandering into Spanish Harlem is both racist and pathetic."

You are right and I am wrong. In fact it was racist for me to mention the mere possibility of things such as crime in El Barrio. What those of us in the "know" realize is that crime in New York City is a myth, a fabrication of the racist police force perpetuated by the racist media. Spanish Harlem is a bustling area that is completely safe and most certainly does not have runaway violent crime or a thriving drug trade. There are no cocaine dealing syndicates controlling the area or violent street gangs around. Those are just rumors to keep housing prices down.

"And here I was hoping to go to law school to get away from that stuff! You mean to tell me there's no way to escape from it?"

I am sad to inform you that law schools basically run on 1) producing critical scholarship 2) producing less idiotic scholarship that counters the critical scholarship 3) the inevitable critical counter-response, which is inevitably even more radical.

"So what do you think of the Scalia brouhaha?"

My Anonymous friend is referring to this, which I think is a most unfortunate episode. I personally believe that it is the right of every consenting adult to fuck any other consenting adult in any and every body cavity that they desire. That right, however, is not in the Constitution. Yes Scalia's textualist dogma is a little tiresome but he has the better of the argument here: the aforementioned right to fuck another consenting adult in any orifice can be taken away by the legislature.

And it does nothing to advance the argument to lower the level of discourse this way. What Scalia does with his wife is irrelevant: the legislature has decided that it disapproves of a certain kind of fucking and, whether you like it or not, Antonin does not WRITE the law. If you want all fucking legal, go bother the legislators not the men and women who interpret their pronouncements. And yes, I know that there are all kinds of rights being discovered in the Constitution but that is a dangerous road to go down since the right wing nuts will want their own right being read into the Constitution as well. To make a long story short, whoever accosted Scalia is a prick and if you are going to be a prick why not just join the times and throw a pie.

18 Comments:

At 1:16 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Not "acost," but accost. If you're going to be a textualist, at least learn to spell.

 
At 1:43 AM, Blogger ALS said...

"Not "acost," but accost. If you're going to be a textualist, at least learn to spell."

Noted.

By the way, I think textualism sucks. But at the same time I do think that a 70 year old Supreme Court Justice deserves a little respect in a public setting even if I disagree with him.

 
At 2:38 AM, Blogger Finishing Law School said...

Sounds like Columbia is in the right place for certain requirements of law students - I've heard cocaine (yaeyoe - please correct the spelling as needed) is the drug of choice for law students. Although I could be wrong, I am only familiar with the projects in Harlem and I have never heard of Morningside Heights.

 
At 9:04 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

it's hilarious to me that you think saying the word "sodomize" to another person constitutes disrespect, given that the entire lawrence opinion is cluttered with the term, as are our *laws*

 
At 11:14 AM, Blogger Finishing Law School said...

i think it was the context of sodomy that is the issue - although it would have been interesting had the person used an alternate term in place of 'sodomize'

 
At 3:31 PM, Blogger Knemon said...

"I am sad to inform you that law schools basically run on 1) producing critical scholarship 2) producing less idiotic scholarship that counters the critical scholarship 3) the inevitable critical counter-response, which is inevitably even more radical."

Of course followed by (4), when the counter-counter-response is to abolish the independent judiciary, install People's Justice a la Roland Freisler ... and the dark night of Diebold Fascism descends ...

or not.

 
At 1:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Newsflash for you, ALS:

Only NYU and a few other unfortunate law schools are awash in critical legal theory.

Mercifully, those of us going to other law schools have only heard about it on your blog.

HTH

 
At 6:07 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

"Only NYU and a few other unfortunate law schools are awash in critical legal theory.

Mercifully, those of us going to other law schools have only heard about it on your blog."

Do you even go to law school??? Do you pay attention to what goes around you? I do not attend NYU or Columbia - but my law school definitely partakes in this practice as well. I would imagine the majority of the law schools do - otherwise, all of the schools would be Tier 4.......

 
At 6:50 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Like the commentator from the earlier post, I have my doubts whether you are really at CLS, but because you are not bashing this hellhole enough. This school really sucks.

You would have to walk a long way to get lost in Spanish Harlem. El Barrio is on the east side, guero. You would get the Drapkin kicked out of you before you made it two blocks east of Amsterdam. I once walked through that dual-purpose park/crack den right by school on my way to a party. That night, I had balls the size of grapefruits.

 
At 11:36 AM, Blogger The Firm said...

good work...I'm going to have to step my game up

 
At 12:29 AM, Blogger ALS said...

"You would have to walk a long way to get lost in Spanish Harlem. El Barrio is on the east side, guero. You would get the Drapkin kicked out of you before you made it two blocks east of Amsterdam."

Would I get the H. Gerry Lenfest beat out of me too? I woulnd't like that at all!

"I once walked through that dual-purpose park/crack den right by school on my way to a party. That night, I had balls the size of grapefruits."

I wouldn't go near that thing if they were giving blow jobs in exchange for crack down there! Which I am pretty sure they are.

 
At 12:30 AM, Blogger ALS said...

"good work...I'm going to have to step my game up"

You usually do. Step your game up that is.

 
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