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| Arsh Haque Class of 2015 |
“The Nephilim were on the earth in those days--
and also afterward--when the sons of God
went to the daughters of men
and had children by them.
They were the heroes of old, men of renown.”
-Gensis 6:4, New International Version Bible
and also afterward--when the sons of God
went to the daughters of men
and had children by them.
They were the heroes of old, men of renown.”
-Gensis 6:4, New International Version Bible
We are the Nephilim of the law. None of that trial-law, fists-pounding-the-podium, Ferguson-was-or-was-not-fucked-by-the-police shit. We transcend facts; we are the Constitution.
Or, we will be. On a normal day, we are your average beer-ponging, SCOTUS-reading, pre-law political science bums roaming your local free-speech watering hole. But once a year we suit-up, pocket-square flowering like its April and you just got laid, and strut our quasi-confident actually-quaking asses into a courtroom.
There is a tradition in the 51st state of Olympus. On May 1st of every year the police arrest one Mr. Chester Comerford. The case is heard by a Republican-appointed district judge, reversed by the 14th Circuit Court of Appeals, and appealed to the Supreme Court of the United States. He’s been a terrorist, a rapist, a farmer, a gay. He’s committed every permutation of legal blasphemy. This year he kills babies. This year he uses a trans-vaginal ultrasound. This year it’s Roe v. Wade. That’s where we come in.
Madame Chief Justice, Your Honors, Counsel. May it please the Court.
One of us sits on the left. One of sits on the right. Three lawyers roped-in-because-they-lost-a-big-case-last-week sit in front. A coin is flipped. We take sides. She becomes Big Mother - the flag-wrapped watch-woman of the people. I become a flag-burning member of the ACLU claiming rape-by-the-state.
Henry Clay College is the New England Patriots of undergraduate Moot Court. Instead of a president their college has a chancellor. Their buildings are faux-colonial and was built in two thousand one. The campus calls rape-victims honey-pots and their students sign celibacy contracts. In 2009 they released a film called Come What May. It depicts a fictional moot court case about abortion. This year case was HCC’s wet dream. Their captain sits across the aisle. It’s national finals. This is Natalie Schreiner's wet’s dream.
She wears a tight blonde bun atop high cheek-bones and an articulate jaw. Her blouse is white, simple, conservative, and cannot quite button over a generous bust. Her pencil-skirt is black and an inch shorter than school regulations would allow. She wears cherry-red lipstick and rumors are she’s gone to second base. Her cartilage is pierced with two small, silver crosses. She is the Sandy Olsson of HCC. She is the State.
I am the Nephilim of the law. I went to the daughter of man. She won the case but I broke her contract.
Arsh Haque is a senior McConnell Scholar majoring in political science with a minor in creative writing. He is from Elizabethtown, Ky.
