Ahhhh, the neverending saga between propaganda and facts.  Where there is overwhelming professional and scientific support on one side – and a handful of misogynistic fuckwads on the other, determined to keep women at home with the children they damn well better be having.

And no, I’m not (just) talking about Plan B!  This also applies to recent decision to keep Women’s Ski Jumping out of the Olympics. Nevermind that the sport meets all other Olympic-qualifying regs and professionals around the world support the inclusion. Those minute details pale in comparison to some random dude’s opinion that such activity is “not good for the ladies.”  Tell me, oh wise one, what exact medical school did you get your degree from (and in what century)?  On what studies of the long-term female physiological response to ski-jumping did you base this oppressive paternalistic protective diagnosis?

So much for Canada being my Northern Liberal Utopian Ideal.

I suspect the BarBri decision to place the Criminal Law review section immediately after Contracts is deliberate.  Otherwise there wouldn’t be anything to remind me about how very bad it is to kill the fuckers who are forcing me to deal with this shit again.*

As you can imagine from the utter joy I am expressing at this topic, I might be a lot bit  behind, getting my ass handed to me on practice stuff, and totally at a loss for how the fuck to learn it. It doesn’t help that the lectures are peppered with “Now in real life/real law/real courtrooms/normal human experience this is not true. But for Bar purposes it is. So you need to learn it for the Bar and forget it afterwards.”

Did I mention that it is probably a good thing I’ll be learning about criminal liability next?  

Oh and apparently I have Good Moral Character! Go Me! And thanks to my various character references for turning in that bloody boring questionnaire without editorializing. Any bets on how long I can hold onto this wondrous designation?

Hey Vanessa - Any Ideas?

*Note that Draconismoi first learned Contracts from one of the two most misogynist douchebag professors on the face of the earth.**  This asshat thought he was so bloody clever by talking about “women’s day.”  Which, in case you were wondering, was something he learned in the Dark Ages of Legal Education, and still applies today! It’s that extra-special day once a term where you deign to call on the female students in the class. If that wasn’t enough to ignite my rage, he also denigrated the PERFECTLY VALID comments us Vagina-Citizens made on Acknowledge-the-Ovaries-Day.  Plus the puns. Fucking hell that man loved his shittastic puns.

BarBri Contracts Professor doesn’t call on anyone, so I can’t establish any adherance to habits picked up in the 1950s. But he does think it’s the funniest thing ever that he’s from Texas.  And plays it up every other sentence.  By talking about tacos and armadillos and country music and grits.  Because he’s from Texas, get it? And this is the California Bar.  ”So y’all’r prob’lee wondrun just whatn’hell greets are. Don’ worry abut it kids! All y’all need to know is greets are ev’rywhere…” Hardee-fucking-har. Yes dude, I did register an accent, but no, it wasn’t your defining character trait. Get the fuck over it.

**The other one was one of the Anthropology profs in college. Dr. Whine-to-a-Roomful-of-Female-Students-About-How-This-Is-A-Man’s-Field-And-You-Girls-Are-Fucking-It-All-Up-With-Your-Presence.