September 29, 2005

civil rights for kids

Over the summer, my organization discussed strategies on how to push our progressive agenda so much that I started to wonder to what extent the right organizes its troops. One way to win the ideological wars is to indoctrinate the young, which the NRA knows all too well:

Description, Prizes & Deadline: The NRA Civil Rights Defense Fund(NRACRDF) is once again sponsoring an essay contest celebrating the Second Amendment as an integral part of the Constitution and the Bill of Rights. The theme for the essay is “The Second Amendment to the Constitution: Why it is important to our nation.”


Essays will be judged in two categories: Senior (grades 10-12) and Junior (grades K through nine), with separate prizes awarded to the winners in each category. First prizes are $1,000 in U.S. Savings Bonds; second prizes, $600 in Savings Bonds; third prizes $200 in Savings Bonds; and honorable mention, $100 in Savings Bonds.

The entry deadline for this contest is December 1, 2005. Essay contest winners will be selected by the NRACRDF and notified not later than January 31, 2006. Winners will have their names published in InSights, and one of the Official Journals.

Yes, that's right: your kindergartener, first grader, second grader, and so on may win a cash prize for his or her illuminating essay on the right to bear freakin' arms. I'm reserving my February edition of Insights today!

conflicted

Part of the reason I'm enjoying second year better that first year is because of my classes. First year, I took the standard first year classes, which meant that the only time we touched on social justice issues was during the occasional discussion on unconscionability in contracts or res judicata in civil procedure. This year, however, I'm taking the civil rights litigation seminar as well as a class on individual rights in constitutional law. That means I'm spending the semester read Roe, Korematsu, Brown, and everything else my pinko heart desires. Every day I come to school, I reminded of all the reasons I wanted to go to law school in the first place

This daily reminder also brings a bit of guilt. Tomorrow, I have a callback interview with an area firm, where I am expected to lie about my public interest aspirations (if asked) in order to secure summer employment. The brightside is that, unlike another firm that bragged about its work defending Walmart against single-plaintiff employer discrimination suits, this firm doesn't have any clients that make me want to vomit. Well, that's a gross generalization because I haven't actually investigated its list of clients yet, but one step at a time.

Anyway, I feel guilty because I feel like a sellout. A debate rages in the public interest arena over the necessity of working at a large firm. On the one hand, many public interest organizations don't have the resources to train law school grads; therefore, the argument goes, working at a law firm actually advances your public interest career because you get the training you need to be an effective advocate for the underprivileged. This, I believe, is a bunch of crap. Yes, there are dysfunctional non-profits. But there are also unbelievably wonderful offices that take their new attorneys and cultivate them with the understanding that these people will elevate the organization and the public interest community as a whole. I had the fortunate opportunity to work at such a place over the summer, which is why I have such a hard time believing the whole "better training" argument.

Other people argue that working at a large firm helps relieve graduates saddled with debt, but I can't hide behind this one. My school gave me a whole lot of money to pursue my public interest career, and even though they couldn't care less about whether I honored my commitment or not, I do not want to be a hypocrite.

For all these pro-firm arguments, there's quite a few people that I know and respect that didn't even participate in their school's on-campus interviewing program, much less work as a summer associate. These are the people that cause me the most internal strife -- not because they chastise me (because I know they wouldn't), but because their experiences have taught me that I don't need to work in a big firm to do what I want to do. Plus, I know that, deep down, the reason why I want to work at the firm this summer is because I want to prove to people that I can -- a sentiment that puts me among the ranks of prestige whores that this profession produces.

But I shouldn't jump the gun. No offer is in my hand, so there's no need for overdramatic self-flagellation just yet. I'll just see how tomorrow goes and browbeat myself accordingly.

September 22, 2005

balance

[To me, evidently, blogging is all about proscrastination. Over the summer, I had grand plans to re-vamp my website, write lots of illuminating posts about life en genre, and create a name for myself in this great blogosphere. But alas, the only time that I actually want to blog is when I am faced with an impending deadline. It's time to stop fighting the inevitable.]

I have to re-connect with my Asian-American roots. After undergrad, I was burnt out with working on Asian American issues, so I made the leap to public housing work. The different demographic was actually quite refreshing to me. It showed me another part of the world that I had never experienced, and it made me appreciate more fully the complexities of how this country deals with race and class.

I'm afraid, though, my sabbatical from Asian American issues has turned into a self-exile, which reflects badly on me. My Asian friends in school last year were noticeably few, and I feel a little awkward talking to the only other Asian in one of my classes, even though he warmly approached me on the first day. I've been a little better about seeking on my former Asian section-mates who I rarely talked to last year, but, on the whole, I'm not yet comfortable with hanging out with Asian people on campus. All this despite the fact that, as Gary cried out when while looking through my facebook, "there's a lot of Asians at your school!!!"

My evolution, as it were, is now in its third phase. In high school, I felt isolated from the Asian kids. College was all about Asian power. Now I'm experiencing a subtle form of self-hatred which I really have to get over. Amongst these three options, there must be some sort of balance.

I'm thinking about all of this because I have to choose a civil rights organization to work for next semester (the practicum component of a civil rights litigation course I'm taking this year). The first choice that came to mind was the NAACP, mostly because I'm inspired by its great legacy and by that fact that Bill Lann Lee was so successful there. This troubled me because one of the best Asian American civil rights organizations, the Asian Pacific American Legal Center, is located here as well, and that option just was not as appetizing. Why do I think like that? I wish I didn't.