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Idealistic musings about eDiscovery
I’ve been so busy lately that there has simply been no time to do a substantive blog post. Right now, my creative attention is focused on a full-length article for magazine publication, on ethical issues relating to eDiscovery. My target word count is 2,500. So far, I’m up to 4,000. (Needless to say, this is still in the first-draft phase.)
I hope to get something useful (maybe even a teaser section of my article) up here within the week.
Meanwhile, I can use your sympathy. After all, it ain’t easy being a Houston sports fan. We have the Texans (ugh), the Astros (double ugh), and the Rockets (who may not have an NBA season at all this year). And to top it all off, the Aggies are moving to a separate football conference from my dear ol’ Longhorns next season. Now who am I going to make fun of every Thanksgiving?
Thanks to Sharon Nelson of the Ride The Lightning blog for bringing this to everyone’s attention – and it should be brought to everyone’s attention.
Federal judge Sam Sparks of Austin (W.D. Tex.) recently had had enough of the shenanigans by a couple of attorneys appearing in his court, and so he issued the following, very novel order:
Greetings and Salutations!
You are invited to a kindergarten party on THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 1, 2011, at 10:00 a.m. in Courtroom 2 of the United States Courthouse, 200 W. Eighth Street, Austin, Texas.
The party will feature many exciting and informative lessons, including:
- How to telephone and communicate with a lawyer
- How to enter into reasonable agreements about deposition dates
- How to limit depositions to reasonable subject matter
- Why it is neither cute nor clever to attempt to quash a subpoena for technical failures of service when notice is reasonably given; and
- An advanced seminar on not wasting the time of a busy federal judge and his staff because you are unable to practice law at the level of a first year law student.
Invitation to this exclusive event is not RSVP. Please remember to bring a sack lunch! The United States Marshals have beds available if necessary, so you may wish to bring a toothbrush in case the party runs late.
For various and sundry reasons, the case was settled prior to the kindergarten party.
(Can we get Judge Sparks to steer the ship on eDiscovery compliance issues?)
On September 11, 2001, I was in San Diego. My wife was in Denver. My mother was in Washington, DC, across the Potomac from the Pentagon. My father was in midtown Manhattan.
At the end of the day, all four of us were safe, and we all (eventually) made it home safely, and that’s more than the families of 2,977 other people were able to say on that day.
My wife and I visited Manhattan in October 2001, and the most heartbreaking memory I carry is seeing the inside of Grand Central Terminal and its shopping arcades, filled with makeshift kiosks bearing photos and “Have You Seen This Person” handbills.
But I also remember the resolve on the faces of New Yorkers, particularly the police and firefighters who were guarding “the pile” at Ground Zero. It’s hard to remember, in today’s climate of partisan bickering, how united we all were back then. We were all Americans, and that was enough.
Today is significant, not because we reconnect with one tragedy, but because we reconnect with nearly three thousand of them. Perhaps someday, we will be able to reconnect with our sense of unity, too.