Friday, May 24, 2013

The Delusion of Early Rising: 1870s

As mentioned previously, I am going through newspaper articles from the 1870s as a research assistant. I am looking for articles on a particular subject, but I enjoy reading all the different headlines as I search for the applicable ones. (This is good, since I am also going blind from the work.)

Here is one of my favorites--it is written by an apparently kindred spirit of mine; published March 31, 1870, in the Anamosa Eureka. The article appears to have been reprinted from Appleton's Journal, and so I have illustrated this post with an image in the public domain from that clearly well-reasoned publication.


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"The Delusion of Early Rising---There is no greater delusion than that which imagines early rising important to health; no greater error than that which places it among the virtues.  While early rising has been sung in poetry and advocated in proverbs from time immemorial, it has been secretly and rightfully cursed by its unhappy victims ever since civilization conceived the idea of comfort.  But we are all so bound by the law of custom, so endeared to a proverb or a musty sentiment, that our lips continually give faint assent to the value of early rising, even while at heart we long to resist the tyranny which it imposes upon us.  What a frightful aggregate of discomforts accumulate upon a man who practices it through life--who every day is ushered from sleep into the raw, blank, dull atmosphere of early morning, and begins his day's existence before the sun has dispelled the fogs, dried up the vapors, warmed the air, and made ready, like Nature's great servant-of-all-work, as it is, the earth for our use! Early rising means a hurried dressing in a dim, half-lighted room--a sleepy, yawning, stumbling descent down dark, cold stairways--a rapid breakfast in a gray, cheerless, sunless room, while cold shivers run down the back, and a sensation of doginese creeps over the entire body--and then a precipitate plunge into the mists, and vapors, and general rawness of the streets. There is no sweetness in the day begun in this way, and no health either.  The sun should be up before us to give us light, and warmth, and comfort; our breakfast rooms should be cheerful with his beams, and our breakfasts should be partaken with the ease; the comfort, the deliberation, the social enlivenment that can come only when we rise at a rational hour. A breakfast eaten by candlelight, or soatched [?] in the gray, chilling dawn, is an abomination.  early rising, hence, opens the day with keen discomforts.  It is productive of numerous social ills; it sours the stomach, promotes irritability, disorganizes the nerves, creates bad temper, and makes of domestic bliss a mockery.--A voyager, long suffering from sea sickness, declared that, if once on land, he would devote the rest of his life to hunting up and flogging the man who wrote:

'A life on the ocean wave.'
 
Similar sentiments animate our heart when we recall the distich [?], "Early to bed and early to rise,"--but it is not necessary to quote what we all know and have suffered from.--Appleton's Journal"

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My mother has even commented that it is easy to think that people who are early risers are more righteous than those of us who are later risers. After all, it is scripture. But, as can be learned from the above quoted article, this is surely not the case.

Sun Warmed and Enlightened Risers Unite! Throw off the shackles of artificially early circadian cycles and let us embrace our true and healthy natures.

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*Source of image: http://www.coolnotions.com/PDImages/PD_Appletons1872.htm

[Of course it is also interesting to note that the Earth was characterized as the workers' servant; and I wonder what time the preparer of breakfast was expected to rise.]

Sunday, May 19, 2013

Mothers in the Legal Profession Roundup No. 304

PT-Law Mom rounds up our week, which is amazing with all the recent and future stress she is under. Thank you!

The weekly Mothers In the Legal Profession Roundup is hosted on a rotating basis at the Butterflyfish, PT Law Mom, Attorney Work Product, BJJ, Law, and Life (mine), The Reluctant Grownup, and Magic Cookie, and Attorney at Large blogs.

Saturday, May 18, 2013

Summer Job: Treasure Hunter

I am working this summer as a research assistant (RA) for one of the professors on an interesting project. Luckily, she gave me two different types of projects simultaneously. The first type of project is two memos on the understanding of the law on two different but related issues in the late 1800s. The second is combing through microfiche for articles related to the context of her project. I can easily flip back and forth between the two types of projects so that neither becomes tedious.

And, I am loving both. I found a bound reproduction of a treatise originally published 1849 on my subject by one of the foremost authorities at that time (the treatise was referenced several times in journal articles published closer in time to the event I am researching). As I was searching for another

Friday, May 17, 2013

A Lunch Break to Center

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Today, I attended Friday Forum, an adult religion class during lunch, at one of our church buildings that happens to be a five-minute walk from the law school.

The school and grounds are beautiful. There are gilded letters proclaiming its noble calling. There are floors and floors of books in the library with a wealth of information and wisdom. The people inside are good, and engaging and cooperative in their pursuits.  
 
But, when I walked into the much simpler church building and joined the little group assembled, there was a different feeling. It was nearly palpable. I was already happy today, and every day, doing my summer research in the law library. I was not looking for anything or trying to fill a void. In fact, the only reason I went to Friday Forum was to keep an agreement I had made. But, when I walked into the church building, it was a feeling akin to walking back into my home after a long day.  
 
 

And then, as I walked back to work, along the tree-lined road, beside perfectly cultivated yards, and down mulched paths through the trees, I took that feeling with me, grateful to be part of both worlds,

I had no idea mulch was so beautiful in all its textures until I started playing around with this one photo!



Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Mothers in the Legal Profession Mother's Day Roundup (No. 303)

Butterflyfish took time out just to bring you this musical compilation of our posts last week. I hope everyone had a lovely Mother's Day!


The weekly Mothers In the Legal Profession Roundup is hosted on a rotating basis at the Butterflyfish, PT Law Mom, Attorney Work Product, BJJ, Law, and Life (mine), The Reluctant Grownup, and Magic Cookie, and Attorney at Large blogs.

Saturday, May 11, 2013

All for a Mother's Day Chocolate Pie

It is the end of the semester--and I have not started my summer job yet. So, we are being particularly careful with the money for the next few weeks.

But, I want to make a chocolate pie for tomorrow. I have all the ingredients, except the milk. We never have milk on hand. Rosebud and I just don't like it. Not even on cereal.

I ran to the store just now, to get the milk. As I pulled out my grocery card (you know, the one that gets you the "special" price), I noticed a gift card that I have not seen on the last hundred trips to the store. As soon as I saw it, I remembered where it came from, and I knew it has been there this whole time. It just has not registered on my brain, until now. I could not even remember if it had any money left on it as I stood there in line . . . looking at it. So, I just tried it.

Tah dah! It did!

It was a lovely little surprise.

Friday, May 10, 2013

Spring Semester Summarized in Books

More accurately, it is the exam period that is summarized, but the first photo is from the beginning of the semester.

The beginning of five classes (angel is still displayed from Christmas, at that point):


 
 
Trial advocacy completed, but added some flashcards, a few books from the library for my research paper, and printed out articles for that same paper (far right lower corner shows the corner of the stack of articles). Laptop is in this photo because that was the location of all my lecture notes:
 


 
 
[I did not realize I switched the positions of the stacks.] Criminal procedure exam completion left these piles. Notice that the nice pile of articles was now in an arrangement more indicative of crazed work:
 


 
 
Constitutional law exam and comparative criminal law research paper completion (on the same day) left only this stack for the last exam:


 
 
 
A stop motion animation of the shrinking and growing and shrinking piles of books throughout the semester would have been fun to see, but that is not in my repertoire.