Summertime Writing and the Practice of Law

Every summer it seems to get harder and harder to put on the "uniform" as I prepare for my day in court. Lately I feel that each appearance is an episode in the novel "Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil." The judges seem to be operating on the assumption that if they change their position enough times on any given case that the parties will grow tired of the ping pong game and not want to risk a potentially disastrous outcome; thereby of course opting to settle the case on their own.....without judicial assistance. Nice is you can sell it to the client, not so nice if the client believes it is attorney incompetence prompting the change in judicial outlook.

As I have said many times in this blog and whenever anyone will listen once parties allow the judicial system into their lives they lose control over everything. From the way they raise their kids to the way they handle paying bills. Under such intense scrutiny Ozzie and Harriet(not Ozzie and Sharon!) would be deemed unfit parents by the forensic experts(most of which by the way are childless in my experience)who will claim they have damaged their young. Thousands of dollars on attorneys representing the child who will also have a view of their fitness as parents.

If I could impose mandatory mediation as a first step to all couples seeking a divorce I would. Yes, it would certainly cut down on the legal fees paid to me, but I believe if parties could work out these issues....and they usually can...and do eventually...I believe they would be better off.

Oh, I am off track here...I was talking about wearing stockings in the summer....perhaps I can get away without the stockings, but much to my chagrin I noticed a black robed one eyeing my sandals and very well manicured feet and caught only a feeling that perhaps "he" felt it was unprofessional attire. So I bought new pumps and will powder my feet generously as I venture forth to fight the good fight...3 cases on this week...birthday week...Not a milestone but really too damn close for comfort.