There was once a lawyer who loved wine and writing. But after watching lawyers fight each other viciously in front of a judge for scraps of the spoils, lost interest in being a lawyer. So the lawyer decided to apply to enroll into a Master of Wine program. What followed was a trying experience that was as sobering as it was unexpected.
- When I got in trouble as a teenager, my parents directed me to “take the stand” behind a formal, burled wood dining table.
- It was purely for family court. Slinking into a stiff chair, dread heavy in my stomach, I’d endure an interrogation akin to a witness on cross-examination.
- Watching lawyers in bad suits fight over scraps before a judge, my illusions and idealism dissipated like smoke in the wind.
“Obviously, there’s more work for attorneys than wine professionals, but that’s still an enormous number. In July 2015, 70% of first-time candidates passed the New York State Bar exam.”