Law in the Time of Corona
The US hasn’t been hit quite as hard yet as some other countries, but we are also distinctly unprepared to deal with the current state of the pandemic, and things are going to get worse before it gets better. I live in a state with a decently high number of confirmed cases, and guaranteed many more unconfirmed cases.
Law schools in the city started announcing a transition to online courses earlier this week, but my university held out until this morning. Classes are suspended until March 23, and then will go online until the end of the semester. That means my Natural Resource Law class was my last in-person law school class. I’m not sure how soon I’ll be going back to school after I get my JD, so it was very bittersweet. No word on if commencement will be cancelled or just postponed.
The first exam law students have to pass to get licensed is the Multi-state Professional Responsibility Exam, which I am slated to (re)take tomorrow. As yet there are no plans to cancel or postpone the exam.
My place of work will update us tomorrow on whether they intend to institute a remote work policy; it was briefly alluded to that they might consider closing entirely for some period of time. As the majority of our employees are disabled and chronically ill, and most of the people we serve have multiple risk factors, this isn’t really something we can sleep on.
I had been planning on going into work tomorrow and taking the exam tomorrow like normal, but the vaguely-ill feeling that had been percolating all day morphed /very/ quickly to a prolonged, rib-shattering coughing fit, that lingered on and off for hours, and was accompanied by vomiting, numbness and tingling in my hands and jaw and shortness of breath. It’s likely unrelated (I have most of these symptoms reasonably frequently, but the cough came on so suddenly and was so severe that it’s a bit perturbing) but I’m definitely going to play it safe and stay home from work, and likely from the exam. This would mean I don’t get to retake the exam until August, a month after the Bar (and immediately before my wedding) which would be worrying to me as it pushes back my trajectory for licensing, but there is a very good chance that neither the Bar nor the wedding will happen quite as planned so it’s hard right now to feel too panicked about pushing back a testing date when everything is so uncertain.
Between May and September, my fiancee and I were going to 1) graduate from the same law school at the same time and be adorable, 2) take the Bar, and 3) get married. It’s a very big year for us and it will be no matter what happens. And as somebody who is reasonably high-risk, and who has family, friends, and community members who are definitely high-risk, I am very glad of all the precautions that are being taken. I just also can’t stop myself from making lists and plans in my head for hypothetical emergency situations that will likely never come to fruition.
Fiancee and I realized the other day that I really missed my calling as a doomsday prepper. I gotta say, my lifelong obsession with dystopian apocalypse scenarios has done a lot to prepare me for this, and I guess accidental pandemic wedding would be Very My Aesthetic.
I hurt my ribs and shoulders from coughing and have a wicked headache but can’t sleep. Everything is so tense and charge that I can feel the electricity of the world radiating in my bones from eight stories above the street.
The financial, legal, social, and of course medical implications of this are going to be with us for a long time, and all I can do is hope that we’re able to take something away from it all; we are not prepared, and this will happen again. The least we can do is learn from our mistakes.
I didn’t intend for this to get so somber but I’ve been doing my best to stay positive for the people around me and I have so many ~feeling~ that I guess needed to get shared. Stay safe, y’all.