Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Law School in America--My Path To Poverty



The Advent of Panurge


Being the song (of the same name) and a characterization of the ever growing Law School Industrial Complex. (As in, every time a new lower tier school receives ABA accredidation). But all fancy aside,  I don't know if I have expressed it often enough on my blog; but once more I would like to say that there is not a waking  hour that goes by during the day, that I do not feel regret, and anguish over having  gone to a Law School.

In my case it was and still is a 4th tier Non-Elite Law School.

I am sitting here with a sharp pain in my right lung. I have had it for over a month now, and it will not go away.

I have no health Insurance now because I could not keep up with the payments.
I could not afford to pay for health insurance for the last 1.5 years, and I might have to go to a free clinic soon for treatment, although I have reapplied for my own policy and if I can wait three weeks, it will be in force. I'll be able to scrape up enough for the first premium payment at least. And then worry about the next payment when the time comes.

So what to do.....if I go for treatment, I'll have a pre-existing condition on my rap sheet. What a fucked up system.

I wonder if I have a serious Lung Disease, because God knows I have breathed in many thousands of hours  of paint chemicals and construction dust by now.

And Now I gotta shovel the fuckin snow.

If you are a College Student and reading this Post, please, I beg of you, and with very few qualifications:

DO NOT GO TO LAW SCHOOL!

IT IS A ROAD TO POVERTY!

You will not only end up impoverished, you will be so deeply in debt you will end up hoping to simply die. I mean, Death can sometimes be a pretty sweet deal. Really. It heals all wounds. Brings closure. Like in a Shakespeare play, order is restored to Tragic Chaos. And the Tragedy, as I understand it, was brought about by human flaws or folly.

And don't anyone dare try and tell me different. No 12 step program, and no school full of psychotherapists have a solution for the historically unique and soul destroying delimma of non dischargeable student debt. Brainchild and courtesy of America, thank you. A place I used to think was my home.

And so, to all you youngsters thinking about enrolling in Law School, and think, in your pride that you will be exceptional and different, and succeed where an overwhelming majority have failed, remember the legend of Icarus pictured above: If you fly too close to the Sun, Your wings will melt, and you will fall. Fail to heed the warning, and:

You will fall not just a little.

       You will

                 spiral

   all the way 
                         
            to the bottom.

And hit hard. And your soul will die first, and your body will lose its will to continue living.

I mean......a toast to what? To life? What for? This ain't a broadway show. This ain't the Fiddler on the Roof.

And so children:

Here's a glass to Law School,
And every bleedin' yutz.
Learn a Trade, you'll have it made,
you deaf, dumb and blind kid............... Putz!



Like most of my life after Law School,
You will be "Working All Day", but at least you wont take on student debt.


If you listen to the lyrics:  
"Easy to say that everybody's equal. Then look around.....see it ain't true."

Someone said once that God doesn't make garbage. Well I've got some news for you Sunshine, he made American Law Schools, and he made me.

Just look at the ongoing Poll results in the upper right--I'm a Loser, troublemaker, and an outcast.

Poverty is a sin, and I have sinned.

And to paraphrase a Prisoner that was trying to to scare a group of young teenagers straight:

MY LIFE IS NOTHING BUT SHIT!




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* I had material below this point, but am moving it ahead to a new post.

Also, here is a youtube video of the song from the title above. Guess I'll leave it in. I just don't like to overcrowd the post with too many bells and whistles. And why I like a plain white background.
And I'm always open to corrections and suggestions. It's a blog after all, and subject to mutability, to a point that is.