Most Strongly Supported LSAT Blogs

Ann Levine of US News dropped anvils of knowledge on unsuspecting potential law students this week.

In her piece on the US News blog on Monday, Levine asked the question, “Can You Really Go to Law School?” and answered it with a resounding “Sort of, as long as you enjoy Puerto Rico.”

“Just wanting to go isn’t enough,” Levine writes. “Be honest with yourself. Do you really have a chance to get into the law schools you want, or even to get in anywhere?”
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It’s the middle of March now, and among other things this signifies March Madness, a completely unnecessary and somewhat disastrous trip to Las Vegas on my part, and rapidly warming weather. It also ushers in Part 2 of my discussion of waitlists. If you can cast your memory all the way back to late January, I posted about how to deal with getting put on a waitlist, and I promised that I would post about how to improve your chances for admission while waiting.

I sincerely hope that none of you were holding your breath.

But now, at long last, here it is.
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When people first look at the LSAT, they often feel great terror, as if they’re looking into the face of some rabid platypus that is going to rip your nuts off with his crazy freak bill. Most people attack the platypus head on with the baseball bat of LSAT study. If you strike the creature long enough, in a methodical, patient, focused, and driven manner, he’ll eventually expire, opening the doors to law school success. Hurrah! But for some, his beady eyes and foaming bill are just too terrifying, and while protectively clutching their crotch run to the seemingly comforting, yet soul-breaking arms of business school (which in the world of my schizophrenic metaphors would be a cuddly panda made of money who eats your heart out of your chest with a grapefruit spoon).

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Since more students took the LSAT in October 2009 than in any single administration in the history of the test, it’s not surprising that law school applications are up. However, we were shocked just to see how up they are. The Herald News reports a 132% increase in applicants over last year at the University of Massachusetts, Dartmouth. Yes, you read that correctly. Other schools around the country are reporting increases in their applications, too. Does the news mean you’re doomed? That it’s time to trade in the dream of a JD for a hair net and a name tag? (more…)

I’m not a patient man. I’m tyrannically intolerant of lateness, to the point of leaving a friend of mine momentarily stranded on her way to the airport because she was ten minutes late in being ready (eventually, I had an attack of conscience and turned back). When I’m on two-lane highways, and an 18 wheeler pulls out into the left lane to pass another 18 wheeler, I inevitably follow close behind and attempt to pass it on the right as soon as we clear the other truck. I once contemplated running down a sweet, old woman in a crosswalk simply because she wasn’t moving fast enough.
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I don’t know about you (although I am intrigued: what’s your name? How did you hear about moststronglysupported? Do you like horchata? Have you ever been to Delhi? If you could only speak using phrases from a single song for the rest of your life, which song would you pick and why?), but I feel myself getting older. My hearing, once so reliable that I could pick up frequencies only received by radios and Rottweilers, now leaves me angling my head to put my “good ear” toward the conversation. If I jump frequently playing basketball, my knees inevitably hurt the next day. On weekends, I like to take mid-afternoon naps. I often feel compelled to yell at the damn kids to get off my lawn. I am 24 years old.
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Random smattering of beliefs I held five years ago: minivans are chick magnets, laundry will take care of itself if you just close your eyes and wish hard enough, water is bad for you, beer is good for you, credit is free money, college GPAs don’t matter, and baseball is a better sport than basketball or football.

Now, maybe I didn’t think I thought those things, but all evidence points to my having thought those things, if you follow. The beginning years of college are a beautiful time of ignorance, when you cast off the lines linking you to the great parental dock and set proudly out to sea. The problem is that some of us quickly catch scurvy and sink the ship. And sadly, to paraphrase Maximus in Gladiator, what we do in college echoes in…law school.
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While oscillating between not caring about Tiger Woods and caring just a little too much about the current state of UCLA basketball this week, it occurred to me that there is little rhyme or reason to determining what subject matter a person will find interesting. Either you give a crap that Eldrick is making a run at Wilt Chamberlain’s illustrious record, or you don’t. Either you care that Ben Howland has quietly and swiftly caused the UCLA basketball program to implode, or you’re an ostrich (who actually don’t bury their heads in the sand, but we’ll stick with it for lack of a better allusion). In journalism in particular, subject matter is the number one limiting factor on how many people will read a story.
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In addition to heading to Vegas in every spare moment and searching for the perfect beard trimmer, Dave provides application consulting for Blueprint LSAT Preparation.

“Now you gushin’, ambulance rushin’
You to the hospital with a bad concussion
Plus you hit four times but it hit yo spine
Paralyzed waist down and ya wheelchair bound”
-T.I., Dead and Gone

For purposes of this post, we’ll assume that T.I. was metaphorically discussing the post-LSAT bloodbath. By now, you’ve probably all run through the gamut of reactions, ranging from “My score will be so good I’m gonna blow off law school and get into test preparation” to “well, I guess the world needs ditch diggers too.” Still, you’ve probably got another two weeks or so of stewing in your semi-fetid pool of agony and second-guessing until El Sat scores arrive.
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I wanted to write about why the couple that crashed the President’s first state dinner should be strung up and publicly flogged for days on end. But editorial rejected it because they wanted to me write something about the LSAT.

So then I offered to write an analysis of why our failure to punish a couple who crash a President’s state dinner in hopes of landing a Bravo reality show indicates that the post WWII American empire is dead, dead, dead. That was rejected by editorial on grounds that it was the same as the first story (which it kind of was, but still), and because they wanted something about the LSAT.

Instead, I’ve been ”asked” to write a piece far more complicated, which will inevitably be rife with speculation and controversy. Thus, I wade into the sordid issue of averaging LSAT scores. (more…)