What's up with the blog background depicting a cheery picture of OJ Simpson celebrating his acquital for the double homicide charges. Why would you post that picture? Dude, OJ did it! What are you: some kind of wannabe criminal defense attorney?
I want to be--wannabe (see: Blog Title)--a criminal defense attorney.
Whether it is the innate contrarion inside of me that sees the career option as an ultimate act of counter-culture behavior or because I genuinely have a moral investment in the workings of criminal defense is mildly ambiguous. But I think it is a mixture of both. Actually, I am sure of such a thing. To which degree either influence me is what is truly questionable.
But it is not only that. The grandstanding and bravado and grandeur of the life of a trial attorney seems fascinating and enthralling. I can't imagine a job more suited towards myself: a job in which I spend my days talking to people. I used to want to be a therapist, and then a professor. But now I am sure that I'd like to be an attorney (and have been for atleast the past year).
The common thread? All three professions spend their time talking and interacting with people. They don't hunch over a calculator, determining arbitrary residuals for some megalomaniac boss. They talk, and by gosh, people listen. Because people want to learn. Therapists teach you about yourself and professors teach you about academia. To me a lawyer is the teacher and defender of the law, but more importantly, the untold story of the defenseless defendant.
I can't imagine a dream more grand than that. And hey, it'll make a good story at the High School Reunion--and I'll be damn eager to talk about it.
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