“Some spoke of the nobility of the law. Stern did not believe in that. Too much of the grubby boneshop, the odor of the abattoir, emanated from every courtroom he had entered. It was often a nasty business. But the law, at least, sought to govern misfortune, the slights and injuries of our social existence that were otherwise wholly random. The law’s object was to let the seas engulf only those who had been seleted for drowning on an orderly basis. In human affairs, reason would never fully triumph; but there was no better cause to champion.”
Scott Turow, The Burden of Proof
Terry Teachout on the arts in New York City
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