The class of 2010 at Brooklyn Law School decided to give themselves a plaque in the library for their class gift. Given the state of the legal job market, I’m impressed that this class gift phenomenon still exists, it’s a testaments to man’s ability to look on the bright side of getting screwed with your pants on.
At the risk of starting a flood of emails about stupid class gifts, a tipster sent us the picture of the Brooklyn Law plaque that simply begs to be mocked. In fact, other students at Brooklyn are mocking it already.
Take a look at the plaque, but then you have to get a look at the explanation the class of ’10 gave for going with a plaque…
Alright, here’s the class of 2010’s contribution to the Brooklyn Law library. I decided to go with the version of the picture which included “user comments” almost immediately after the plaque went up:
Please cue Seth and Amy. Really? You’re going to quote A League of their Own? Really? Are 1940s female baseball players really applicable to your experience as a law student in 2010? “There’s no crying in baseball,” that’s the only acceptable quote from that movie! But really, really, “it’s supposed to be hard”? Is that what you have been telling yourself while you send out 100 unsolicited resumes to contract attorney positions across the land? And, newsflash, EVERYBODY IS DOING IT! That’s your whole problem. I mean really. Really? What were they thinking?
But the excuse for this plaque is just beyond ridiculous:
In choosing this year’s gift, the Class Gift Committee was inspired by the good luck charms present on the campuses of many academic institutions. They wanted to encourage camaraderie with future classes and spread school spirit as well. The plaque will be hung low enough that future law students exiting the library will be able to touch it on their way to their exams.
Of course, the good luck is not reserved for current students alone, so the next time you are on campus be sure to visit the library for an extra bit of luck.
It’s like the Brooklyn law students who approved this message have completely embodied the concept of “low hanging fruit.”
And yet, somehow this is the perfect reflection of what is happening to the class of 2010 at law schools across the country. Instead of jobs and careers, they’re leaving law school with a sense that things are much more difficult than they expected and they’ll need some kind of mystical luck to turn things around.
You know what would be nice? If every prospective student who visits the Brooklyn Law library touches that plaque — and has a bizzaro Dead Poets Society Moment:
The world was their oyster. They believed they were destined for great things, just like many of you. Their eyes were full of hope, just like you. Did they wait until it was too late to make from their lives even one iota of what they were capable? Because, you see gentlemen, these boys are now fertilizing daffodils. If you listen real close, you can hear them whisper their legacy to you. Go on, lean in. Listen, you hear it?… Run away. Run away, boys. Make your lives extraordinary.