All Things Profane and Sacred

This is one of the funniest things I've seen this year.

I had my first bar nightmare last night. The exam was being administered in this large restaurant, that was all dimly lit and sorta loud. The format was pages and pages of short answer questions. I was going through and starting to answer when J and friend S came over to my table and started yaking at me. I tried to tell them that I was taking the bar and they needed to go away and be quiet. They were all pissy and finally left. I went back to writing in answers to a long list of business association questions. Then the management at the restaurant wheeled in this huge screen T.V. and put on some loud MTV musical extravaganza. I moved over to another section away from the T.V., but I couldn't find anywhere to sit. I was running around this huge restaurant flapping papers everywhere and could feel my time ticking down and it was really horrible. The end.

So I haven't been doing much besides bar review these days. At this point I would do anything to avoid taking this exam. J suggested we rent this movie where there's this guy who spent two weeks studying for the bar and then passed it. As if I want to spend my free time thinking more about the bar. PLEASE NOTE: Anything law related is more likely to make me throw up these days than perk up with interest.

I have a friend visiting from Switzerland this weekend. As we were hashing over some old times, she reminded me that I'm only about 3 or 4 degrees removed from GW Bush (a debillitatingly depressing moment, but I'm soldiering on). You see, the last time she was in the states for a visit, she drove down to where I was living with another friend and a guy we all went to high school with (a guy that I didn't particularly care for, but that's a whole other topic that I don't really want to get in to at the moment). This guy was Tommy Thompson's nephew. A few years later, Tommy Thompson became the secretary of health and human services for the newly enpresidented GW.

So I was sitting here taking a break from the horrible bar review and it suddenly occurred to me that it was odd that people with straight hair would have curly pubes. I mean, you would think your hair would be of similar curlyness all over. Luckily, all I had to do to satisfy my dilemma was to type "why is pubic hair curly" into google, and I had all sorts of knowledge at my fingertips. For example, the UK site that pops up first on google has this to say: "Hair type is determined by the shape of the follicle - the flatter the follicle, the curlier the hair. During adolescence, the androgens (sex hormones) floating around your body turn all the follicles in your pubic area to flat, curly-hair follicles. (The follicles on your head aren’t sensitive to androgens. Don’t ask us why some people have pubey head hair.) So there’s no easy way to relax the curl: your pubes were born to be wild."

I also thought this was interesting: "Did you know that the longest pubic hair in history was recorded by a midwife back in the 19th century? The woman’s hair grew beyond her knees and was “plaited behind her back.” Which is weird, because most pubic hair falls out before it grows long enough to trip over."

And for more pubey goodness, check this out: "Transplanted pubic hair is the latest trend in South Korea: it is regarded as a sign of fertility. In the West, women try to reduce their genital hair as much as possible, but in Korea the trend is for forestation."

Source: Verbatim quotes from http://www.wnn.nu/UK/hairremoval/pubic_hair2.html

Does anyone know where you can legally acquire a human cadaver? It's kinda a long story, but I need it to settle a bet with J. He claims that anyone can pop a kidney right out of a body with no fuss, no muss. I told him that I thought it was a bit more complicated than that, and would be really difficult for someone who wasn't experienced in kidney removal. Then he claimed that he could remove a kidney better and faster than me.

I mean, C'mon. I could totally remove a kidney better than him any day of the week. I gots skillz. As a matter of fact, I have mad kidney skills, and any crazy motherfucker who claims otherwise better grab his cutting tools and represent, because I'm not going to let that shit go down on my watch.

Sometimes you just gotta wonder what the supreme court is smoking. This is a topic very much on my mind today, as I just got done with a whirlwind tour of con law via barbri. Now take for instance the rule for obscenity. Obscenity is unprotected by the first amendment (not that I agree with this, but that's a topic for another day). For items to be obscene, they must be sexy-ya gotta get hot from perusing them-according to community standards. So basically, your community must think they're sexy materials for them to be obscene.

Now think of what sort of sexual materials you think shouldn't be allowed to be sold. My list is pretty short-basically snuff films and kiddy porn. Neither of these makes me hot. I sure as hell hope that my community isn't thinking these things are all sexy. But I think they would meet most people's definition of things the first amendment shouldn't protect. I can even think of a range of other materials that people in my community may think shouldn't be protected by the first amendment-and I would lay all my bar loan proceeds that these things (golden showers, BDSM, and scat would be my guess as the most common) also don't get a majority of my community hot.

In The Brethren, one of the justices (either Douglass or Brennan, I think) toys with the idea of allowing obscenity to be protected by the first amendment. This doesn't mean kiddy porn or snuff films would suddenly be all cool-I think that either the conduct of raping children or killing people could provide a sufficient basis for banning such items, or (as is the case with kiddy porn-even non-obscene depictions of minors being all sexual is currently banned) the burden such a ban would place on speech interests would be justified as a narrowly tailored law to meet a compelling state interest.