When you’re selling the snake oil of mindfulness at $500 a pop, it behooves you to feed into the notion that sad lawyers are suffering, miserable, losing sleep and hair over the stress of practicing law. No doubt, some are. At the same time, pitching the notion that this is pervasive, that all lawyers live lives of desperation, that no lawyers can handle the stress, serves only to make the weenies feel validated in their misery.
Good news. Well, not so much for the weenies who should never have become lawyers in the first place because they can’t handle the stress, and who now seize upon the misguided lie that there is nothing wrong with putting their own interest before their clients, because you deserve it, or that incompetence and failure is totally understandable and forgivable because nobody’s perfect. There is no good news for you, and there never will be.
But for the rest of us, the experience of a Norway winter offers comfort without sacrificing our raison d’etre. The people of Tromsø see winter as a hug. Continue reading
