Bobbie: Law School Bound

Law School

It was fall of my freshman year when I first sat in on Political Theory 101 at the University of Chicago. A tall, stoic man glided into the classroom and the students became silent and serious. He picked up a dusty piece of chalk and wrote on the blackboard J-U-S-T-I-C-E, and his first words were, “What does this mean?” We spent the remainder of the hour and a half deciphering what justice meant to each of us. As he led us to the answer by a string of Socratic questions, it became c...