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 I come from a family full of lawyers. Both my parents went to law school (my dad dropped out), and of my ten aunts and uncles, five are legal professionals. My mother went to law school to learn a trade, and after graduation she got a job at the NYC Department of Housing Preservation & Development. Over 35 years later, she still works there. My uncle, her brother went to law school to become rich and powerful. He is now a partner at a big law firm and spends the majority of his time defending big tobacco companies.

Until recently, I somewhat unconsciously saw those as my two choices. And I thought I'd found a middle ground—working at firm for a few years for training and credentials, moving in-house to some sort of media company, getting a nice stable job with nice easy hours doing work that wouldn't be terribly stressful. I worked in publishing for a while, I'm interning in-house at the New York PBS station this summer, and I could easily float down that path.


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 [4] http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-2303658/Cat-Marnell-Glimpse-550-000-book-proposal-drug-addict-beauty-editor.html

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Improved in every way, as the thinking happened. Well done. Another edit would tighten up, remove the feeling of Publisher's Weekly business gossip, get a little closer to the issues and further away from the names.


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The first thing I did was fix your paragraphing, using a blank line between paragraphs, to make the essay readable. The second thing I did was to take the Microsoft word nonsense about "special" quote marks and apostrophes out of the text. The typewriter single- and double-quote keys work just fine.

My mother went to law school in 1975 because she'd spent a few years bumming around with her hippie friends and living in her parents' basement in New Jersey, and she thought she ought to learn a trade. She got in to NYU but went to New York Law because it was a thousand dollars a year cheaper. After law school she got a job at the NYC Department of Housing Preservation & Development. Over 35 years later, she still works there. My uncle also went to law school in 1975. He went to Duke, because his goal was to go to a better law school than his sister. He is now a partner at a big law firm and spends the majority of his time defending big tobacco companies. He donates his money to various liberal causes, and I suspect he feels that he makes more of a difference than my mother does in her public interest job.

Until recently, I somewhat unconsciously saw those as my two choices. Route One: secure, easy hours, work-life balance, low but stable pay, predictable, safe, ostensibly "promoting social justice" (whatever that even means), being a cog in a machine who reacts to policies and orders and rules that you don't set yourself. Or Route Two: working all the time, never sleeping, always hustling for clients but having more freedom to pick who you represent and how you do so, and using your paycheck rather than your time to support what you believe in. And I thought I'd found a middle ground—working at firm for a few years for training and credentials, moving in-house to some sort of media company, getting a nice stable job with nice easy hours doing work that wouldn't be terribly stressful. I worked in publishing for a while, I'm interning in-house at the New York PBS station this summer, and I could easily float down that path. Take some soft IP courses, take the arts and entertainment classes that Columbia offers, do an internship or two.

But as I've been thinking more about this over the past few weeks, that feels pretty unsatisfying. Long-term, I could never lead my uncle's life—I need to have a life outside of work. But it would probably get pretty depressing to push contracts around all day, year after year. And in choosing this path, I realized I've forgotten the key ingredient to both careers—my mother and my uncle, in their own ways, like what they do and get satisfaction from believing that they somehow contribute to the betterment of society. When it comes to that component, I think my uncle's way is bullshit. I believe he loves what he does. I believe he cares about the causes he supports outside of work. Maybe if his goal was tort reform and the defeat of frivolous class action lawsuits that would be one thing, but his politics and values are not really aligned with that. A certain degree of irony and contradiction are practically inevitable is any career or life path. But I'd rather derive

There are so many problems to fix and so many things that so clearly need to be changed and protected and strengthened, it's hard to pick what's most important, what's possible, and what I'd be best at. It seems easier to make choices selfishly, to base your happiness and self-worth in things you feel that you can control, like your salary or your hours or your job security or your location. Focusing on the day to day rather than the big picture as much as possible, and when focusing on the big picture, looking at personal success rather than at your role in the system and at the effect you have in the world. But in today's legal market, flexibility is key, and being tied down to a very specific career track for solely selfish reasons is not a wise choice.

That's not a sentence. It's not a bad non-sentence, but it suggests less focus than its subject is meant to convey.

There are plenty of jobs that I think are <spanstyle="background-color: #cc6688; color: yellow; padding-left: 3px;padding-right: 3px">incredibly important that I would be really terrible at. Teaching, for example. Likewise, there are plenty of issues I care about that I would not want to do on a day-to-day basis. While I think Planned Parenthood is wonderful, I worry that working for a reproductive rights organization would be too emotionally fraught and that I wouldn't be very good at the kinds of work that the majority of these organizations seem to do (grassroots activism, fundraising, policy shaping, direct legal services).

What makes something "incredibly important" as opposed to "important"?

While I also wouldn't want to be a writer or artist, I deeply admire artists and writers. Well, at any rate, good artists and writers—those who produce beautiful, meaningful things that make people glad to be alive, or at least things that make them think. I worry that there aren't enough incentives to create really great things, that it's very hard distinguish high-quality things among the mountains of other content, that the avenues for widespread recognition and publication are not finding the best things. There is so much content being produced in general, cultural commentators tend to focus on the bad stuff. And there's plenty of worthless drivel out there, but there's a lot of beautiful, great, interesting stuff being created every day. I'd like to make sure these things keep happening; that the system for selecting books for publication becomes less arbitrary and elitist and more creative; that we think of new ways for getting ideas and content out there while also fairly compensating artists. Maybe I can do some of that working in-house at a media company, maybe not.

I think you believe their own propaganda in concluding that the job of "media companies" is to be creative, or to advance creativity. The job of media companies is to sell shit to people that they can be made to want. Creativity is an obstacle to this process, because it is easier to make people want shit that is almost exactly the same as the shit you made them want last time. Whether it is the magazine business, the movie business, the pop music business, or any of the other post-Edisonian celebrity-structured enterprises, the activity consists of an endless recycling of the same basic crap with minor decorative rearrangements and variations, including the endless meaningless precession of the "celebrities" themselves. In this effort, the primary institutional attitude of media companies is to prevent actual creativity from acquiring any control over the shit business and making art out of it. The creed, accordingly, is that media companies just love creativity so much that they're almost willing to lose money and stop fucking teenagers if that's what it takes to tell us better stories. That's why the people who run media companies are so very widely known for being shits rather than artists, and why the "talent" that succeeds in integrating itself with the business is always more like Tom Cruise than like Tom Stoppard.

If you want to spend your life encouraging creativity, you care more about the creativity of the 7 billion people who are here than about the 100,000 shits who run the "culture" businesses. Thurman Arnold would suggest to you that the organizations that made post-Edisonian culture the nightmare of vulgarity, misogyny and violence that it was are losing their purpose: we no longer need them even to perform the knuckle-dragging distribution role they were able to perform. We can transcend them with new structures that allow human creativity to flourish everywhere, so that no musicians drive taxicabs, and people can experience all the musics, all the dramas, all the paintings, all the poetry we all have in us. Of course, such institutional structures, Arnold says, will be regarded as disreputable, even criminal. But that should be of particularly little importance this time: that's where real artists always are.

That's what makes the problem you are beginning to work at much more interesting, as well as more apparently difficult, than the problem you thought you were coming here to solve.

Law school could help really set me up for the simple path I'd first envisioned, but I'd like it to be more than that. My original plan, before I got here, focused on all the pre-professional opportunities Columbia offers. Now that I'm here, I've realized it's equally important to broaden my philosophical horizons. So what I'm really saying is I'm more lost than ever. But at least I'm learning to be more comfortable with uncertainty.

From the execution point of view, what this draft accomplished was getting the ideas on the page. The next draft's aim is to organize them more tightly. I don't think there was an outline, which I must respectfully submit again is an unsustainable way of composing essays at 1,000 words. If there was an outline, it was not detailed enough to prevent, for example, vain repetition in grafs four and five. The flow of the essay can be tightened at the paragraph level, by more precise outlining. This will also put pressure on the air pockets within each paragraph, where sentences could be shorter, more direct and therefore both better for the reader, as communication, and for you, as a mode of cogitation.

I would bridge from the essay's structure in execution to its intellectual exploration by saying that your formal, familial structure ("How Do I Avoid Being Either My Uncle or My Mother?") contains the trap for your thinking. Their dichotomy, in which they are personally, intrapsychically involved, brackets—if anything—some twentieth century choices. In addition to the fairly obvious fact that you're not them, now isn't then, either. Which means, to be precise about it, that the subject of you can't be discussed in their terms.

Your essay begins, then, from the idea born of their sibling struggle. But it cannot also end there, as the present draft fundamentally does. What your last sentences add to your first is indeed the essay's second idea: that you are coping with your fear of uncertainty. This is admirable, more than the reader can know, but it is also not the end-point of the essay. This too is only an intermediate idea: if full measure were given to the nature of "certainty," and what it means to seek it, more might come forward. For example, suppose I ask you: "Would you rather be comfortable with uncertainty, or confident in your ability to master your fate?"

Why do you think you would be bad at providing "direct legal services"? Is that a synonym for "having human clients"? If not, what did you mean that you would not be good at? Do you think clients want, in their relationships with lawyers, to be made comfortable with uncertainty or confident in their ability to master fate?

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But given the choice between accepting change or charting my own course, which would I choose? Before, I had unconsciously chosen the former option and focused my plans on what would be easiest. But the more I think about it, the more I realize that taking control of my destiny is the only way to go. The lifestyle aspects, while important, only come into play after I figure out what I want to accomplish in the world. So the question becomes, what do I want my destiny to be, and why?
 
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I care about books. A lot. For most of elementary school, I feared the company of other children and spent all of my time reading everything I could get my hands on. In college, I thought I meant I should work in book publishing. So I tried out internships at Penguin Books and at a literary agency. I grew depressed by the overly clunky system that seemed designed to keep new, untested writers out, while giving coffee-table-book deals to any blogger with a cutesy concept and a decent existing readership. My frustrations made me decide to wash my hands of the industry altogether and take on a completely different career. But I’ve begun to realize there’s hope for a better landscape for writers, and I want to make sure that while the industry undergoes a revolution, writers get the power rather than Amazon and Google.

Thanks to e-book publishing, the huge media conglomerates are increasingly not necessary to perform their distribution role. And with the big companies increasingly picking up work after the writer has already developed and gained a following, the old school publishers and agents aren't even playing the role of developing talent, editing, publicizing, or filtering through all the work produced so that the highest-quality and most salient work rises to the top. Yet somehow, the big publishers and booksellers are taking a greater share of the profits away from the content creators than they traditionally took, despite the fact that publishers do far less work to get the books out than they used to. [1]

50 Shades of Gray was the most recent smash hit in the book world. When industry vanguard Publishers Weekly named its author Publishing Person of the Year, there was an outcry from the publishing establishment ("Civilization Ends" was my favorite headline). [2] While the book really was sloppily, lazily, terribly written, the industry’s problems with the book went deeper than that to the unconventional path of its success. It started out as Twilight fanfiction, was kicked off the fanfiction site for being too racy, moved to its own blog, and was picked up by a tiny Australian publisher and turned into an e-book. It was already very popular before Vintage picked it up and proceeded to rake in money without doing any legwork – even the publicity had already been set in motion. [3]

The lesson of 50 Shades is that there is a market for books, to the contrary of popular wisdom. People will read books if you publish something they want to read. If people have shitty taste, so be it – the people get the books they deserve. But editors bemoan the fact that the MFA drivel they seem to love isn't more popular and publish books people want to read very reluctantly. They catch on to trends among real people two steps late and then churn out repetitions of that trend ad nauseum without any deeper understanding of why it sells, until they kill it.

Simon & Schuster recently gave one of my favorite columnists, Cat Marnell of VICE magazine, a $500,000 advance for a memoir. [4] She is a good writer with a big following and a lot of publicity buzz. But her book proposal was terrible. And every major writing and editing position she's had in the last five years, she's been sent to rehab or mental hospitals multiple times before finally quitting. VICE allowed her to stop writing her column, "Amphetamine Logic," after her latest stint in rehab. She lasted much longer as a beauty editor at xojane.com, where she had deadlines, short and specific assignments, and a supervisor who understood her. Cat is a personal essayist – her attention span is short and her insights too fractured for long-form writing. Someone clearly thought she'd write the next Prozac Nation without understanding a thing about the best shape for Cat's writing. And anyway, Elizabeth Wurtzel just turned 40. Would it kill these people to get a new idea?

Book deals are the dreams of most bloggers and magazine columnists, because of the bigger payouts and the stamp of insider approval those deals bring. Right now, agencies and publishing houses are little more than middlemen who get far too much money for far too little work, and this needs to change drastically. I think there's still a place for editors and agents, because every writer needs a good editor and could often benefit from solid business management/PR representation. Also, however irrationally, authors tend to want credentials and insider recognition (Ryan O'Connell, editor and writer at thoughtcatalog, considers his Simon & Shuster book deal important enough for his 160-character Twitter bio). [5] More rationally, they desire advances so they can eat while their books are being shaped. And from reading the slush pile at an agency for a summer, I learned that most people are talentless with illusions of grandeur, and I wouldn't mind seals of quality (though they should not be the prerequisites for hard-copy distribution that they currently are, in any event).

How am I going to do this? I'm not sure. But I plan on spending the rest of my time in law school (and beyond) finding out as much as I can. I learn best by doing and watching things in action, and my past internships were great at showing me how the industry works from the inside. So my first step is to get as many internships as possible in legal departments of media companies (PBS for now, Marvel and more for later) and at the Volunteer Lawyers for the Arts so I can get a better sense of what I want to do and how to best accomplish it. The future is still full of uncertainty, but now I'll be making my own way through it rather than waiting to see where it takes me.

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[1] http://www.nytimes.com/2013/04/08/opinion/the-slow-death-of-the-american-author.html?_r=0

[2] http://www.nydailynews.com/blogs/pageviews/2012/11/civilization-ends-eljames-named-publishers-weeklys-person-of-the-year

[3] http://www.nytimes.com/2012/03/10/business/media/an-erotic-novel-50-shades-of-grey-goes-viral-with-women.html?pagewanted=all&_r=1&

[4] http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-2303658/Cat-Marnell-Glimpse-550-000-book-proposal-drug-addict-beauty-editor.html

[5] https://twitter.com/ryanoconn


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My mother went to law school in 1975 because she’d spent a few years bumming around with her hippie friends and living in her parents’ basement in New Jersey, and she thought she ought to learn a trade. She got in to NYU but went to New York Law because it was a thousand dollars a year cheaper. After law school she got a job at the NYC Department of Housing Preservation & Development. Over 35 years later, she still works there. My uncle also went to law school in 1975. He went to Duke, because his goal was to go to a better law school than his sister. He is now a partner at a big law firm and spends the majority of his time defending big tobacco companies. He donates his money to various liberal causes, and I suspect he feels that he makes more of a difference than my mother does in her public interest job. Until recently, I somewhat unconsciously saw those as my two choices. Route One: secure, easy hours, work-life balance, low but stable pay, predictable, safe, ostensibly “promoting social justice” (whatever that even means), being a cog in a machine who reacts to policies and orders and rules that you don’t set yourself. Or Route Two: working all the time, never sleeping, always hustling for clients but having more freedom to pick who you represent and how you do so, and using your paycheck rather than your time to support what you believe in. And I thought I’d found a middle ground – working at firm for a few years for training and credentials, moving in-house to some sort of media company, getting a nice stable job with nice easy hours doing work that wouldn’t be terribly stressful. I worked in publishing for a while, I’m interning in-house at the New York PBS station this summer, and I could easily float down that path. Take some soft IP courses, take the arts and entertainment classes that Columbia offers, do an internship or two. But as I’ve been thinking more about this over the past few weeks, that feels pretty unsatisfying. Long-term, I could never lead my uncle’s life – I need to have a life outside of work. But it would probably get pretty depressing to push contracts around all day, year after year. And in choosing this path, I realized I’ve forgotten the key ingredient to both careers – my mother and my uncle, in their own ways, like what they do and get satisfaction from believing that they somehow contribute to the betterment of society. When it comes to that component, I think my uncle’s way is bullshit. I believe he loves what he does. I believe he cares about the causes he supports outside of work. Maybe if his goal was tort reform and the defeat of frivolous class action lawsuits that would be one thing, but his politics and values are not really aligned with that. A certain degree of irony and contradiction are practically inevitable is any career or life path. But I’d rather derive There are so many problems to fix and so many things that so clearly need to be changed and protected and strengthened, it’s hard to pick what’s most important, what’s possible, and what I’d be best at. It seems easier to make choices selfishly, to base your happiness and self-worth in things you feel that you can control, like your salary or your hours or your job security or your location. Focusing on the day to day rather than the big picture as much as possible, and when focusing on the big picture, looking at personal success rather than at your role in the system and at the effect you have in the world. But in today’s legal market, flexibility is key, and being tied down to a very specific career track for solely selfish reasons is not a wise choice. There are plenty of jobs that I think are incredibly important that I would be really terrible at. Teaching, for example. Likewise, there are plenty of issues I care about that I would not want to do on a day-to-day basis. While I think Planned Parenthood is wonderful, I worry that working for a reproductive rights organization would be too emotionally fraught and that I wouldn’t be very good at the kinds of work that the majority of these organizations seem to do (grassroots activism, fundraising, policy shaping, direct legal services). While I also wouldn’t want to be a writer or artist, I deeply admire artists and writers. Well, at any rate, good artists and writers – those who produce beautiful, meaningful things that make people glad to be alive, or at least things that make them think. I worry that there aren’t enough incentives to create really great things, that it’s very hard distinguish high-quality things among the mountains of other content, that the avenues for widespread recognition and publication are not finding the best things. There is so much content being produced in general, cultural commentators tend to focus on the bad stuff. And there’s plenty of worthless drivel out there, but there’s a lot of beautiful, great, interesting stuff being created every day. I’d like to make sure these things keep happening; that the system for selecting books for publication becomes less arbitrary and elitist and more creative; that we think of new ways for getting ideas and content out there while also fairly compensating artists. Maybe I can do some of that working in-house at a media company, maybe not. Law school could help really set me up for the simple path I’d first envisioned, but I’d like it to be more than that. My original plan, before I got here, focused on all the pre-professional opportunities Columbia offers. Now that I’m here, I’ve realized it’s equally important to broaden my philosophical horizons. So what I’m really saying is I’m more lost than ever. But at least I’m learning to be more comfortable with uncertainty.
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My mother went to law school in 1975 because she'd spent a few years bumming around with her hippie friends and living in her parents' basement in New Jersey, and she thought she ought to learn a trade. She got in to NYU but went to New York Law because it was a thousand dollars a year cheaper. After law school she got a job at the NYC Department of Housing Preservation & Development. Over 35 years later, she still works there. My uncle also went to law school in 1975. He went to Duke, because his goal was to go to a better law school than his sister. He is now a partner at a big law firm and spends the majority of his time defending big tobacco companies. He donates his money to various liberal causes, and I suspect he feels that he makes more of a difference than my mother does in her public interest job.

Until recently, I somewhat unconsciously saw those as my two choices. Route One: secure, easy hours, work-life balance, low but stable pay, predictable, safe, ostensibly "promoting social justice" (whatever that even means), being a cog in a machine who reacts to policies and orders and rules that you don't set yourself. Or Route Two: working all the time, never sleeping, always hustling for clients but having more freedom to pick who you represent and how you do so, and using your paycheck rather than your time to support what you believe in. And I thought I'd found a middle ground—working at firm for a few years for training and credentials, moving in-house to some sort of media company, getting a nice stable job with nice easy hours doing work that wouldn't be terribly stressful. I worked in publishing for a while, I'm interning in-house at the New York PBS station this summer, and I could easily float down that path. Take some soft IP courses, take the arts and entertainment classes that Columbia offers, do an internship or two.

But as I've been thinking more about this over the past few weeks, that feels pretty unsatisfying. Long-term, I could never lead my uncle's life—I need to have a life outside of work. But it would probably get pretty depressing to push contracts around all day, year after year. And in choosing this path, I realized I've forgotten the key ingredient to both careers—my mother and my uncle, in their own ways, like what they do and get satisfaction from believing that they somehow contribute to the betterment of society. When it comes to that component, I think my uncle's way is bullshit. I believe he loves what he does. I believe he cares about the causes he supports outside of work. Maybe if his goal was tort reform and the defeat of frivolous class action lawsuits that would be one thing, but his politics and values are not really aligned with that. A certain degree of irony and contradiction are practically inevitable is any career or life path. But I'd rather derive

There are so many problems to fix and so many things that so clearly need to be changed and protected and strengthened, it's hard to pick what's most important, what's possible, and what I'd be best at. It seems easier to make choices selfishly, to base your happiness and self-worth in things you feel that you can control, like your salary or your hours or your job security or your location. Focusing on the day to day rather than the big picture as much as possible, and when focusing on the big picture, looking at personal success rather than at your role in the system and at the effect you have in the world. But in today's legal market, flexibility is key, and being tied down to a very specific career track for solely selfish reasons is not a wise choice.

That's not a sentence. It's not a bad non-sentence, but it suggests less focus than its subject is meant to convey.

There are plenty of jobs that I think are <spanstyle="background-color: #cc6688; color: yellow; padding-left: 3px;padding-right: 3px">incredibly important that I would be really terrible at. Teaching, for example. Likewise, there are plenty of issues I care about that I would not want to do on a day-to-day basis. While I think Planned Parenthood is wonderful, I worry that working for a reproductive rights organization would be too emotionally fraught and that I wouldn't be very good at the kinds of work that the majority of these organizations seem to do (grassroots activism, fundraising, policy shaping, direct legal services).

What makes something "incredibly important" as opposed to "important"?

While I also wouldn't want to be a writer or artist, I deeply admire artists and writers. Well, at any rate, good artists and writers—those who produce beautiful, meaningful things that make people glad to be alive, or at least things that make them think. I worry that there aren't enough incentives to create really great things, that it's very hard distinguish high-quality things among the mountains of other content, that the avenues for widespread recognition and publication are not finding the best things. There is so much content being produced in general, cultural commentators tend to focus on the bad stuff. And there's plenty of worthless drivel out there, but there's a lot of beautiful, great, interesting stuff being created every day. I'd like to make sure these things keep happening; that the system for selecting books for publication becomes less arbitrary and elitist and more creative; that we think of new ways for getting ideas and content out there while also fairly compensating artists. Maybe I can do some of that working in-house at a media company, maybe not.

I think you believe their own propaganda in concluding that the job of "media companies" is to be creative, or to advance creativity. The job of media companies is to sell shit to people that they can be made to want. Creativity is an obstacle to this process, because it is easier to make people want shit that is almost exactly the same as the shit you made them want last time. Whether it is the magazine business, the movie business, the pop music business, or any of the other post-Edisonian celebrity-structured enterprises, the activity consists of an endless recycling of the same basic crap with minor decorative rearrangements and variations, including the endless meaningless precession of the "celebrities" themselves. In this effort, the primary institutional attitude of media companies is to prevent actual creativity from acquiring any control over the shit business and making art out of it. The creed, accordingly, is that media companies just love creativity so much that they're almost willing to lose money and stop fucking teenagers if that's what it takes to tell us better stories. That's why the people who run media companies are so very widely known for being shits rather than artists, and why the "talent" that succeeds in integrating itself with the business is always more like Tom Cruise than like Tom Stoppard.

If you want to spend your life encouraging creativity, you care more about the creativity of the 7 billion people who are here than about the 100,000 shits who run the "culture" businesses. Thurman Arnold would suggest to you that the organizations that made post-Edisonian culture the nightmare of vulgarity, misogyny and violence that it was are losing their purpose: we no longer need them even to perform the knuckle-dragging distribution role they were able to perform. We can transcend them with new structures that allow human creativity to flourish everywhere, so that no musicians drive taxicabs, and people can experience all the musics, all the dramas, all the paintings, all the poetry we all have in us. Of course, such institutional structures, Arnold says, will be regarded as disreputable, even criminal. But that should be of particularly little importance this time: that's where real artists always are.

That's what makes the problem you are beginning to work at much more interesting, as well as more apparently difficult, than the problem you thought you were coming here to solve.

Law school could help really set me up for the simple path I'd first envisioned, but I'd like it to be more than that. My original plan, before I got here, focused on all the pre-professional opportunities Columbia offers. Now that I'm here, I've realized it's equally important to broaden my philosophical horizons. So what I'm really saying is I'm more lost than ever. But at least I'm learning to be more comfortable with uncertainty.

From the execution point of view, what this draft accomplished was getting the ideas on the page. The next draft's aim is to organize them more tightly. I don't think there was an outline, which I must respectfully submit again is an unsustainable way of composing essays at 1,000 words. If there was an outline, it was not detailed enough to prevent, for example, vain repetition in grafs four and five. The flow of the essay can be tightened at the paragraph level, by more precise outlining. This will also put pressure on the air pockets within each paragraph, where sentences could be shorter, more direct and therefore both better for the reader, as communication, and for you, as a mode of cogitation.

I would bridge from the essay's structure in execution to its intellectual exploration by saying that your formal, familial structure ("How Do I Avoid Being Either My Uncle or My Mother?") contains the trap for your thinking. Their dichotomy, in which they are personally, intrapsychically involved, brackets—if anything—some twentieth century choices. In addition to the fairly obvious fact that you're not them, now isn't then, either. Which means, to be precise about it, that the subject of you can't be discussed in their terms.

Your essay begins, then, from the idea born of their sibling struggle. But it cannot also end there, as the present draft fundamentally does. What your last sentences add to your first is indeed the essay's second idea: that you are coping with your fear of uncertainty. This is admirable, more than the reader can know, but it is also not the end-point of the essay. This too is only an intermediate idea: if full measure were given to the nature of "certainty," and what it means to seek it, more might come forward. For example, suppose I ask you: "Would you rather be comfortable with uncertainty, or confident in your ability to master your fate?"

Why do you think you would be bad at providing "direct legal services"? Is that a synonym for "having human clients"? If not, what did you mean that you would not be good at? Do you think clients want, in their relationships with lawyers, to be made comfortable with uncertainty or confident in their ability to master fate?

 

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My mother went to law school in 1975 because she’d spent a few years bumming around with her hippie friends and living in her parents’ basement in New Jersey, and she thought she ought to learn a trade. She got in to NYU but went to New York Law because it was a thousand dollars a year cheaper. After law school she got a job at the NYC Department of Housing Preservation & Development. Over 35 years later, she still works there. My uncle also went to law school in 1975. He went to Duke, because his goal was to go to a better law school than his sister. He is now a partner at a big law firm and spends the majority of his time defending big tobacco companies. He donates his money to various liberal causes, and I suspect he feels that he makes more of a difference than my mother does in her public interest job. Until recently, I somewhat unconsciously saw those as my two choices. Route One: secure, easy hours, work-life balance, low but stable pay, predictable, safe, ostensibly “promoting social justice” (whatever that even means), being a cog in a machine who reacts to policies and orders and rules that you don’t set yourself. Or Route Two: working all the time, never sleeping, always hustling for clients but having more freedom to pick who you represent and how you do so, and using your paycheck rather than your time to support what you believe in. And I thought I’d found a middle ground – working at firm for a few years for training and credentials, moving in-house to some sort of media company, getting a nice stable job with nice easy hours doing work that wouldn’t be terribly stressful. I worked in publishing for a while, I’m interning in-house at the New York PBS station this summer, and I could easily float down that path. Take some soft IP courses, take the arts and entertainment classes that Columbia offers, do an internship or two. But as I’ve been thinking more about this over the past few weeks, that feels pretty unsatisfying. Long-term, I could never lead my uncle’s life – I need to have a life outside of work. But it would probably get pretty depressing to push contracts around all day, year after year. And in choosing this path, I realized I’ve forgotten the key ingredient to both careers – my mother and my uncle, in their own ways, like what they do and get satisfaction from believing that they somehow contribute to the betterment of society. When it comes to that component, I think my uncle’s way is bullshit. I believe he loves what he does. I believe he cares about the causes he supports outside of work. Maybe if his goal was tort reform and the defeat of frivolous class action lawsuits that would be one thing, but his politics and values are not really aligned with that. A certain degree of irony and contradiction are practically inevitable is any career or life path. But I’d rather derive There are so many problems to fix and so many things that so clearly need to be changed and protected and strengthened, it’s hard to pick what’s most important, what’s possible, and what I’d be best at. It seems easier to make choices selfishly, to base your happiness and self-worth in things you feel that you can control, like your salary or your hours or your job security or your location. Focusing on the day to day rather than the big picture as much as possible, and when focusing on the big picture, looking at personal success rather than at your role in the system and at the effect you have in the world. But in today’s legal market, flexibility is key, and being tied down to a very specific career track for solely selfish reasons is not a wise choice. There are plenty of jobs that I think are incredibly important that I would be really terrible at. Teaching, for example. Likewise, there are plenty of issues I care about that I would not want to do on a day-to-day basis. While I think Planned Parenthood is wonderful, I worry that working for a reproductive rights organization would be too emotionally fraught and that I wouldn’t be very good at the kinds of work that the majority of these organizations seem to do (grassroots activism, fundraising, policy shaping, direct legal services). While I also wouldn’t want to be a writer or artist, I deeply admire artists and writers. Well, at any rate, good artists and writers – those who produce beautiful, meaningful things that make people glad to be alive, or at least things that make them think. I worry that there aren’t enough incentives to create really great things, that it’s very hard distinguish high-quality things among the mountains of other content, that the avenues for widespread recognition and publication are not finding the best things. There is so much content being produced in general, cultural commentators tend to focus on the bad stuff. And there’s plenty of worthless drivel out there, but there’s a lot of beautiful, great, interesting stuff being created every day. I’d like to make sure these things keep happening; that the system for selecting books for publication becomes less arbitrary and elitist and more creative; that we think of new ways for getting ideas and content out there while also fairly compensating artists. Maybe I can do some of that working in-house at a media company, maybe not. Law school could help really set me up for the simple path I’d first envisioned, but I’d like it to be more than that. My original plan, before I got here, focused on all the pre-professional opportunities Columbia offers. Now that I’m here, I’ve realized it’s equally important to broaden my philosophical horizons. So what I’m really saying is I’m more lost than ever. But at least I’m learning to be more comfortable with uncertainty.

-- TamaraO - 25 Feb 2013


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