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“Don’t go to Law School”—And Why It Wasn’t True For Me.

I just read a rant by a law school graduate turned best selling writer:  it gives multiple reasons why you should not go to law school” with “testimonials like this;” “As I write this, it is 85 degrees, sunny, with a slight, cooling breeze coming from the West. The only reason I know this is that I took twenty minutes to run to get a sandwich to eat at my desk. I am sitting in a basement office which houses three of us, putting off research on state law fair debt collection vs. the Federal Fair Debt Collection Practices Act and the definition of a creditor to write this post. If that paragraph alone doesn’t deter someone from law school, then I don’t know what will.”

It also discussed the crushing debt, which is also a topic generally in this economic mess that is today’s business climate. “I’ve mentioned this multiple times above, because it is so crucially important to making the right decision about law school. Debt is the elephant in the room that law schools never tell you about, but ends up dominating your life.Law school is three years long. If you go to an average law school and don’t get any tuition help or scholarships, you are going to spend ~$150,000 all-in, at least.” (Above rant.)

And I wonder—how the hell did I do it? I had the GI Bill—I don’t recall how far that went. I worked, despite the 2 year program and being told that was impossible—I spent the first year in the Active Reserve of the United States Air Force. (I think that paid about $300 a month.) My school screwed up one of my three student loans… and never billed me. (An odd quirk of fate I mentioned previously.) But I was still paying for my undergrad degree, so I have o idea how that played out, net debt wise. And I was forced to pay of the remaining loans when I bought my condo in 1991—which was thanks to inheriting money from my mother.

But can I REALLY be that lucky? (Possible, given the many times I have been spared things others suffered…) or is this just the new reality—far different from the kinder gentler one of 1981? (Or… both?)  But as you know (if you have been following) I got a job right out of law school. And that job paid about three times what I had made before law school. I paid back my students loans. I don’t recall any stress about them–ever. But then I sold my mobile home as I drove way. I found things other did not. I had miracles. Synchonistic events have dominated my life,  AM I different???

My experience surely was, if this rant is accurate. Why? I know life in general was far more affordable in the 70s and 80s.  (I bought one mobile home in Florida with a minimum wage job, and my husband and I bought another in Mississippi in the mid 70s—brand new from the factory, on military pay. And I had savings when I drove west to Los Angeles.)

Money was never an issue in my life until I got fired from my consulting job in 1997 and developed PTSD. That was part an economic quirk—and a change in Workers’ Comp law—and partly a refusal to sell my soul. Stu Baron at WCCC was doing dishonest things as his response to the economic hiccup and I called him out… and kissed my job goodbye. but I went to law school to become something I was not before–and it worked. (See previous post “From Wet Behind the Ears..” https://ecarrollstraus.wordpress.com/2012/03/17/from-wet-behind-the-ears-to-hits-the-ground-running/

And life has been very strange ever since. How much is me? And how much is the very bizarre times we live in now? I truly do not know.


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