Issue 3, Volume 19
“Dear Professor Dean,
I write to ask about the class materials that in past years were printed for students by the university. I heard it through the grapevine that they were one of a few casualties in the whole COVIDSafe campus thing. But bars, clubs, and even sporting events are open – surely such reasoning starts to wear a bit thin?”
Bruce Badley’s hands were steady as he set down a path of self-ruin.
The third year JD student was only 24 - but in scepticism and general world weariness, a kind of carbon dating of the soul, he was about three thousand years old.
And he was very, very disappointed.
“It seems to me that the budget-cutters are closing in on all sides at Melbourne Law School. The sour-faced bureaucrats, with their blue tongues and darting eyes. Tell me, did they really save this place much money when they scribbled out ‘hard-copy of class materials’ in the long list of law school amenities? I think not!”
His fist swung down, slammed hard on his desk.
“It all feels so unfair! I pay a lot of money to study here. In fact, in the first week I was so happy to be back on campus that I let the whole thing slide. But enough is enough. It’s been three weeks and I need something to bleat about. So, consider this a demand to print and bind our readings again. Please.”
Bruce was struck with the realisation that he had never really read them anyway, but judged this to be an irrelevant detail.
“And don’t even get me started on the piano…”
Joe Aharfi is a first year JD student
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