This weekend I saw Molly’s Game, a romp through a twentysomethings life as the head of a poker den. The movie reminded me that there might come a time in life when you need a good lawyer. Molly certainly did when the FBI brought her up on charges for running an illegal poker ring. Of course lawyers also live in infamy; like Johnnie Cochran, who turned the O.J. Simpson trial from a case about murder to a case about racial equality in America.
When I graduated from college, lots of people were going to law school, including my best friend. I decided to head to long term graduate school: a doctoral in English literature. At the time I finished my Masters, she wrapped up her professional degree and headed into the workforce. Isn’t it funny how life works?
I never thought of practicing law until I found myself the mother of two young children, 8 years after finishing my PhD, and unable to find a full time job teaching university level literature. In the same amount of time my friend had practice law for 14 years and was on a capital murder trial.
In the headlines – on a daily basis almost – there were stories of horrible decisions by judges. Not the least of which was the Brock Turner rape trial. Now I saw the power of law first hand.
And I wondered if I had chosen the wrong way.
I mean, I love reading. I love writing. Did I need to do it for my life’s profession?
Lots of people I know went to law school to be steeped in a way of processing arguments, approaching written documents, and general preparation for analytical thought.
I’m still young. There might be a year, in the not so distant future, when I head to law school after all. The law is about language and who could be better at parsing documents or creating them than a former writer? Oh, if we only had money enough, and time, to pursue all the variations of ourselves that are possible.
Perhaps I stayed away from law so long because of the negative reputation that shadows lawyers as ambulance chasers. In my best friend’s house was a sign that read: Become a Doctor, Support a Laywer. As hilarious as that that sarcasm is, we all hope to find an ethical lawyer if we were ever in the need of one. Especially if you needed a personal injury attorney in Tampa or anywhere else.