Something Beautiful

I went to a law school with a small student body; in many ways, it felt like high school all over again, which was kind of nice. This is not to suggest that my high school experience was a particularly glorious one -- but there were some things that I didn't even realize I liked until I got to revisit them: lockers, dances, talent/variety shows, and lunchtime student club meetings (I was a nerd and preferred the demure indoor ones rather than the rallies).

Our law school student groups had limited funding available to them from the university; under the Terminator's governance, things were getting increasingly rough. The groups did not actually have extraordinary expenses -- maybe small honoraria here are there for speakers that were invited for lectures -- but they regularly needed sufficient funds to buy pizza so that they could incentivize students to attend their lunchtime meetings. Therefore, another high-school-throwback tradition was established whereby groups would raise funds: bake sales! Students from the groups would volunteer to make various baked goods, and supporters of the groups would purchase them. I volunteered to bake on occasion, and on much more frequent occasion, I purchased baked goods from the numerous groups I supported. Fuck yeah, Feminist Forum! Fuck yeah, Middle Eastern & South Asian Law Students' Association! Fuck yeah, Black Law Students' Association! Fuck yeah, Lambda! Fuck yeah, Asian and Pacific Islander Law Students' Association! Fuck yeah, La Raza! (Booooo Federalist Society. I ain't bluffin' with that muffin.)

My seed investments would soon come back to me full circle, and I would get to munch on pizza while gaining enlightenment at the meetings of all these wonderful groups.

Of course, since the bake sale volunteers, buyers, and pizza-scarfing meeting attendees contained such a noticeable overlap, we all could have just directly pitched in for the pizza at the meetings instead of spending time and money on the ingredients, preparation, and buying/selling of the baked goods.

But there is something beautiful about it not having been handled that way.