I was staring out of the window this morning when my train happened to pass an elementary school along the way towards San Francisco. It was recess time, and the playground was sprawling with playing children. In the center of all the activity, I noticed two boys in particular. The taller, huskier boy had a…
Bitter
Good job, America. Who needs logic, truth, equity, international support, or even proper grammar when you’ve got pure, unadulterated dogma?
On Bad Legal Writing
Z, K., Law Student. I, Kevin Z, a law student, am writing this statement at 12:30pm on the fourteenth of October 2004. Did I mention that I’m sitting on my behind? Well, to ease your mind, you ought to know that I am indeed sitting on said body part, hitherto referred to as “behind,” and…
Lonesome Town
Imbedded in the heart of every man is the quiet fear of being alone. How to cope with that fear is a question that we all answer differently. Some would choose flight and constant company, while others stand their ground and confront the solitude. Sometimes you have to generalize when you’re playing the part of…
And Tenement Halls
It’s funny the way mass-media has grown to perceive the blogging community. In light of Dan Rather’s Bush-bashing blunder, commentators on various news broadcasts have begun to paint a noble image of what bloggers represent. We are the new wave of grass roots political activism. We are all highly literate, immaculately well-informed scholars who can…
Stay Cool
On the train ride home today, I heard a guy behind me say, in a slightly agitated voice, “I can’t believe how hot it is in here.” Upon these words, I immediately tensed up and expected the worst. When people make unsolicited announcements like that, you can’t help but wonder what their deal is. In…
Rivers Cuomo I Am Not
My Friend: you know i’m confused about why you’re wearing glasses in the picture on your blog when you don’t wear glasses at all….unless you’re trying to look emo. they make your nose look weird Kevin: just to make me look smart Kevin: not emo My Friend: oh right Kevin: it was really the only…
*Guitar Riff* … Inappropriate!
It’s not as if I’m easily offended by vulgarity and salaciousness, but I believe everything has its time and place. I don’t know about you, but I feel dirty every time I check my email at school. I’m surrounded by books and scholarly people, and what’s on my computer screen? Solicitations from lonely housewives, barely…
Text Message: Supplemental
“How’s law school treating you?” read the text message. I kept my cell phone off all day until classes let out at four in the afternoon. Carlos had sent me the message at ten in the morning. I stared at the message, gave it a lot more thought than I probably should have, and I…
The Difference
I remember watching television with my father on the afternoon of September 11, 2001. All day long, footage of the flaming buildings kept flashing across the screen, but I never looked away, even when I grew tired of seeing it. I was paying penance for all of my past years of blissful ignorance. There inevitably…