The Man With The Horn

Law School...is Hell. But thank God for Miles Davis

Imagine, endless hours in a library that looks like a dungeon and smells of mildew. Imagine hard-backed wooden chairs that are restricted from being pushed in under tables because of their arm height. Imagine overhead projectors, lockers, bells and a Law School Cafeteria conveniently located across the parking lot. Reminds you of high school doesn't it? However, it's missing the great facets of high school: the football teams, pep rallies, the weight room and gym class. So...as human beings and oh so wonderful Americans, what do we do to get through hell? We find a way to cope. We attach ourselves to an addiction. Some of us drink, some experiment with drugs and some play X-Box (I'm a recovering addict). My coping mechanism is The Man With The Horn.


Thank you God for Miles Davis...many nights he's saved my life.