Category: Humour

Nemesis Calling: Is Anybody Home? or

  A Satire on Hubris by Outis

Those who gods would destroy they sometimes give more money than the person will ever be able to use in that person’s lifetime.
Or they sometimes make that person wealthy as the result of ze’s creation of a fungible product that has no intrinsic value whatsoever to society and could equally be replaced by something equally valueless, where ze just happened to be one of the first kids on the block.

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Will I still love you tomorrow? Or

But who won the war?

“I meant what I said, and I said what I meant.” (Horton Hatches The Egg,  Dr. Seuss (1940))

Sometimes, though, if we accept Horton’s statement as true,  there’s room to wonder if the judge(s) said what they meant when one considers the consequences of what the judge(s) said  to the next case with slightly different facts, even if the result is what the judge(s) seem to have intended in the particular case.

That is, if one applies what the judge(s) said for what they said.

Those of you who know the Quinn v Leathem aphorism might consider it. The rest of you could look it up. It’s on this blog.

 

On Writing For Law Reviews

One of the potential banes of writing for some Canadian law school law reviews and most American law school law reviews is the student editors. It’s not only the mostly unknown contributors who face having their paper rewritten by the assigned editor(s) for style and content, often extensively and heavy-handedly. (It’s well worth asking why it is the editors think they know better than the author, where the change isn’t merely one of citation form.) Even the academic elite sometimes face that problem; even when they’ve submitted an article they were asked to write for the review. At a talk in Oxford, yesterday, about HLA Hart, one of the (now and then eminent) speakers recounted his horror story. His solution? Tell the professor who was ultimately responsible for the review, and the student’s activities, that, in the circumstances, the speaker felt obliged to withdraw the article.

You can guess what happened: the professor promptly instructed the student editor(s) to reverse their changes. They were.

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With Enough Hockey Sticks

You can conquer the world.

Or, at least, once upon a time, Donald Trump and his crew of body guards.

According to an article at this link, a disagreement between Donald Trump’s bodyguards and the security guards at a Rolling Stones concert in Atlantic City  – Trump had shown up uninvited (he had been told not to attend as a condition of the Stones performing)  but departed on being told that Keith Richards had “pulled out his knife and threatened to take care of business himself – then reached the level where some of the DT crew pulled out brass knuckles and, in response, the RS crew “grabbed “tire irons and hockey sticks and screwdrivers”.

Of course you’d expect there to be screwdrivers backstage and elsewhere at a Stones’ concert. Kudos, though, for the hockey sticks.

The article doesn’t mention the brand, whether they were composite, one piece, two piece,  lies, even whether any of the sticks were goalie sticks.