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William Wray is a 3L at Roger Williams Law. He attended Georgetown University and Brown University for undergraduate, graduating in 2010 with a degree in Middle East Studies. Throughout high school and college he was involved in Mock Trial, which kindled his interest in litigation. At Brown he...



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"The summer night is like a perfection of thought."

Posted by William Wray on 08/04/2011 at 11:48 AM

It will be quite a transition to return to school after having worked this summer. To begin with, I can actually write again. By this I mean:

 1) I can use non-mono-spaced fonts, which in addition to being less coma-inducing than Courier New, allow me to banish any thought of the arcane conventions attending double-spacing in court documents, and

2) I need not feverishly research a legal citation with which to end every sentence, no matter how obvious the proposition therein. (Cf. Legal writing.)

Next – and I have mixed feelings about this – I can re-accustom myself to uninhibited, full-bore access to the internet. At work there is a filter in place which, I must imagine, is meant to limit my access to those sites relevant to legal research. I give the filter mixed reviews. Based on its inconsistent, seemingly arbitrary applications, I can only imagine said ‘filter’ as a querulous troll that lives in the basement of the courthouse, bent over a luminescent screen in a dank and dripping cell, stalking my screen and occasionally blocking my access to this site or that, with a high giggle and the press of a button.

Google, bing and their ilk are blocked. For someone my age, this has roughly the same effect on my ability to comprehend the world as a lobectomy. And in a decade where Wikipedia articles and google maps are legitimized as trial evidence, the rationale seems outdated.

Today in my efforts at doing work, I met with this message: "This Website category is filtered: Service and Philanthropic Organizations.” Good save, basement troll.

I can only imagine what will happen this Fall when my time at school is spent with a laptop and a wireless internet connection. Video montages of toddlers falling off tricycles? Yes please!

As a confessed aspiring suburbanite, I also am looking forward to spending my days in picturesque Bristol, where a 30 minute break between classes allows me to enjoy a vista like this:

RW Water

(If ever the stress of 1L is getting to you, I highly recommend taking a walk thereabouts.)

I do love Providence, economic Styx that it may be. And I get to work on Kennedy Plaza, both Rhode Island’s nexus for public transportation, and the locus of Providence’s most prominent row of skyscrapers. In the summer, the plaza is where the thin pastry shell of sanity that covers Providence is broken open, revealing an overheated, gooey pot pie of crazy.

If all of those undergrad sociology majors weren’t already gainfully employed (oh wait…), I would recommend a field trip to Kennedy Plaza. To the left of the sidewalk (skyscraper side), you have the quintessential corporate world, where individuality vel non is expressed by hazarding the roguish Pratt-Shelby tie knot rather than its conventional and inoffensive cousin, the half-Windsor. Mere feet away, to the right of the sidewalk, one’s choice in bicep tattoos serves the same function. Despite obvious disagreements in the sartorial realm, however, Rhode Islanders on both sides of the curb are united in their passion for the Del’s stand situated square in the middle. And more relevant to this blog, I suppose, is that Rhode Islanders of every conceivable background, age, and criminal persuasion find themselves in the defendant’s chair. In a few short years, you could be playing a role in deciding their fate.