I have a dream. One day lawyers will come to court as bitter foes and leave as friends bound together by sweet reason. Discord shall be replaced by harmony, and the gentle tones of civility will flow. Where there was sorrow, there shall be joy; where there was anger, there shall be peace; and we will all, one and all, unite beneath the bowers of justice. I have that dream, and that dream is good.
But until the dream comes true, I will continue to practice law in the State of Connecticut. And that means I will remain mired neck-deep in conflict, sorrow and muck. It also means that the courthouse will remain what it is for so many: a place of dread, terror and fear. I was reminded of this the other day in Middletown. I have wandered into a high-conflict custody battle, and I was attending my first mediation in the Regional Trial Docket.
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