Archive for May, 2004

freebird

May 15th, 2004 by michael

So… this is New York. I went on a long walk all around the lower part of manhattan today and saw much of the city with a new eye today. Without the crush of law school I wandered aimlessly through the streets. It was… remarkable what I have missed all year as I did work or pretended to do so. I never really allowed myself to realx and go out, even when I wasn’t working. I am really looking forward to the summer.

I also got to stop by my summer job and meet the other summers. They seem like an interesting bunch. I can’t wait to get back to work. I feel comfortable working in a way I never feel when in school. I need to knock out this writing competition and then on to summer work. And while it won’t be 9 to 5, I know for a fact that it won’t weigh heavy on my mind at odd hours like school is wont to do.

*whew*

Kramer to be dean at SLS

May 13th, 2004 by michael

It looks like Stanford Law School has poached Larry Kramer from NYU. According to their website, he will be replacing Dean Sullivan.

Kramer had an excellent reputation here so I am not surprised. However, I am fascinated by the politics of it all. Kramer was recently (like in the last 2-3 months) appointed Vice Dean here at the law school, replacing Vice Dean Gillers. I am dying to know why Kramer accepted his promotion here only to announce his departure a few months later. He had to be knee deep in the selection process with SLS when he accepted the position here.

NYU has not said a word about Kramer’s departure. SLS, on the other, not only made the announcement, but their website links directly to Kramer’s CV and Bio on the NYU website.

Scandalous…

My Blog is now Rolling on Dubs 1

May 11th, 2004 by michael

I woke up yesterday and Blogger had gone through the “change of life”

There is much to celebrate here, but I have found some minor annoyances which mean that I will have to still hack together some half-assed solutions. I don’t want to sound ungrateful. Blogger is free and they just added a boatload of features heretofore unavailable.

Comments
The comment feature is hot. No more pop-up windows and trying to find a reliable comment provider (thanks to Haloscan though… you guys were the best I found). Down fall of the comment system, however, is that one can only make anonymous comments (assuming they don’t out their info in the body of the comment) unless they are a registered Blogger user.

Post by Email
Hot… hot… hot! I love it. It works perfectly.

More Templates
I know every other blog will look like mine come June, but let’s face it… I cannot design and I am thrilled to have some color and a professional looking layout.

Post Pages
Blogger’s word for giving each post its own page. Makes permalinking and reading comments very easy and intuitive. I likes.

Miscellany
The new interface for managing existing posts is very straightforward and easy to manage and makes me quite happy. I do abhor the whole profile movement they are on. They want to collect my likes and dislikes etc and then you can selectively show portions of your profile (including a picture) on your side bar. Interesting to note, they won’t provide hosting space for the profile photo. If you are going to capture all of this user demographic data, you can at least man/woman up and provide the space to hold the picture.

So, overall it is a great new system. I was hoping for enough changes that I wouldn’t have to switch over to MT (and pay). I probably will have to anyway. But this is one of the most feature rich, no cost systems I have ever seen.

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[1] Dubs (noun): Twenty inch rims on a vehicle and only twenty inch rims. For Anything larger see twankie dueces, dub dueces, or duece dueces. For smaller rims see dub minus dueces. Courtesy of Urban Dictionary

Note to self

May 7th, 2004 by michael

Don’t ever do that again….

If you don’t know me by now…

May 7th, 2004 by michael

Actual IM conversation with my friend this morning…

IM Away message: EXAMINATING…KEEP AWAY

Mike: why is your IM on?
Mike: you know I am gonna mess with you now…
Mike: how’s it going?
Mike: huh?
Mike: huh?
Mike: so… how is it?
Mike: how is the exam?
Mike: huh?
Mike: huh?
Friend: are you on drugs?
Friend returned at 10:55:19 AM.
Mike: so… how is the exam?
Friend: i’ll kill you…
Friend is away at 10:55:44 AM.

Call em like I see em

May 7th, 2004 by michael

Remind me never ever to stop calling things what they really are… I am reading a study about filing medical malpractice claims and the author just referred to “adverse birth outcomes”

Does that mean the child was ugly? Or did the child look more like the milk man than mommy would have liked?

I am here to steal your knowledge

May 6th, 2004 by michael

Actual conversation I had with a security guard at the law school library:

Mike: Hey there. Is the building closed?

Guard: Ummm… yes.

Mike: Oh… Ok. Well for future reference… when does the building close?

Guard: 12:00am (beat) a half hour ago.

Mike: Ok. Cooooool. (looking around at all of the people milling about in the hall clearly going nowhere) When does the library close?

Guard: 2:00am.

Mike: (beat) an hour and a half from now…?

Guard: Yeah.

Mike: I am sorry for the silly question… but how on earth do I get into the library when the building that the library is in closes 2 hours earlier than the library?

Guard: Gotta be here by 12:00.

Mike: We’ll it’s 12:30. Do I have to leave because I snuck in to get some knowledge after 12:00?

Guard: Are you a law student?

Mike: (showing ID) Yes sir.

Guard: I’ll let it slide, but next time you gotta remember to get here before 12:00

Mike: Thank you so much, I won’t be so careless next time.

Guard: No problem.

Transcript of the Democratic response to president Bush’s Weekly Radio Address

May 1st, 2004 by michael

As I mentioned, I went to college with Paul. Below is the transcript of his response to the President.

The following is a transcript of this week’s Democratic radio address, delivered by Paul Rieckhoff:

Good morning. My name is Paul Rieckhoff. I am addressing you this morning as a US citizen and veteran of Operation Iraqi Freedom. I served with the US Army in Iraq for 10 months, concluding in February, 2004.

I’m giving this address because I have an agenda, and my agenda is this: I want my fellow soldiers to come home safely, and I want a better future for the people of Iraq. I also want people to know the truth.

War is never easy. But I went to Iraq because I made a commitment to my country. When I volunteered for duty, I knew I would end up in Baghdad. I knew that’s where the action would be, and I was ready for it.

But when we got to Baghdad, we soon found out that the people who planned this war were not ready for us. There were not enough vehicles, not enough ammunition, not enough medical supplies, not enough water. Many days, we patrolled the streets of Baghdad in 120 degree heat with only one bottle of water per soldier. There was not enough body armor, leaving my men to dodge bullets with Vietnam-era flak vests. We had to write home and ask for batteries to be included in our care packages. Our soldiers deserved better.

When Baghdad fell, we soon found out that the people who planned this war were not ready for that day either. Adamiyah, the area in Baghdad we had been assigned to, was certainly not stable. The Iraqi people continued to suffer. And we dealt with shootings, killings, kidnappings, and robberies for most of the spring.

We waited for troops to fill the city and military police to line the streets. We waited for foreign aid to start streaming in by the truckload. We waited for interpreters to show up and supply lines to get fixed. We waited for more water. We waited and we waited and the attacks on my men continued…and increased.

With too little support and too little planning, Iraq had become our problem to fix. We had nineteen-year-old kids from the heartland interpreting foreign policy, in Arabic. This is not what we were designed to do. Infantrymen are designed to close with and kill the enemy.

But as infantrymen, and also as Americans, we made do, and we did the job we were sent there for — and much more.

One year ago today, our President had declared that major combat operations in Iraq were over. We heard of a “Mission Accomplished” banner, and we heard him say that “Americans, following a battle, want nothing more than to return home.”

Well, we were told that we would return home by July 4th. Parades were waiting for us. Summer was waiting for us. I wrote my brother in New York and told him to get tickets for the Yankees-Red Sox series in the Bronx. Baseball was waiting for us. Our families were waiting for us.

But three days before we were supposed to leave, we were told that our stay in Iraq would be extended, indefinitely. The violence intensified, the danger persisted, and the instability grew. And despite what George Bush said, our mission was not accomplished.

Our platoon had been away from their families for seven months. Two babies had been born. Three wives had filed for divorce and a fiancée sent a ring back to a kid in Baghdad. 39 men missed their homes. And they wouldn’t see their homes for another eight months.

But we pulled together — we took care of each other and we continued our mission. The mission kept us going. The mission was to secure Iraq and help the Iraqi people. We saw first-hand the terrible suffering that they had endured. We protected a hospital and kept a school safe from sniper fire. We saw hope in the faces of Iraqi children who may have the chance to grow up as free as our own.

And still, we waited for help. And still, the people who planned this war watched Iraq fall into chaos and refused to change course.

Some men with me were wounded. One of my squad leaders lost both legs in combat. But our platoon was lucky — all 39 of us came home alive.

Too many of our friends and fellow soldiers did not share that same fate. Since President Bush declared major combat operations over, more than 590 American soldiers have been killed. Over 590 men and women who were waiting for parades. Who were waiting for summer. Who were waiting for help.

Since I’ve returned, there are two images that continue to replay themselves in my mind. One is the scrolling list of American casualties shown daily on the news — a list reminding me that this April has become the bloodiest month of combat so far, with more than 130 soldiers killed.

The other image is of President Bush at his press conference 2 weeks ago. After all the waiting, after all the mistakes we had experienced first hand over in Iraq, after another year of a policy that was not making the situation any better for our friends who are still there, he told us we were staying the course. He told us we were making progress. And he told us that, “We’re carrying out a decision that has already been made and will not change.”

Our troops are still waiting for more body armor. They are still waiting for better equipment. They are still waiting for a policy that brings in the rest of the world and relieves their burden. Our troops are still waiting for help.

I am not angry with our President, but I am disappointed.

I don’t expect an easy solution to the situation in Iraq, I do expect an admission that there are serious problems that need serious solutions.

I don’t expect our leaders to be free of mistakes, I expect our leaders to own up to them.

In Iraq, I was responsible for the lives of 38 other Americans. We laughed together, we cried together, we won together, and we fought together. And when we failed, it was my job as their leader to take responsibility for the decisions I made — no matter what the outcome.

My question for President Bush — who led the planning of this war so long ago — is this: When will you take responsibility for the decisions you’ve made in Iraq and realize that something is wrong with the way things are going?

Mr. President, our mission is not accomplished.

Our troops can accomplish it. We can build a stable Iraq, but we need some help. The soldiers I served with are men and women of extraordinary courage and incredible capability. But it’s time we had leadership in Washington to match that courage and match that capability.

I worry for the future of Iraq and for my Iraqi friends. I worry for my fellow soldiers still fighting this battle. I worry for their families, and I worry for those families who will not be able to share another summer or another baseball game with the loved ones they’ve lost. And I pledge that I will do everything I can to make sure they have not died in vain and that the truth is heard.

Thank you for listening.