Saturday, April 9, 2016
Thoughts on the 2016 ABA Antitrust Spring Meeting
Every year is a great year for the Spring Meeting. Because of teaching commitments, I had to leave Wednesday afternoon. My favorite conversation at the JW was with Irv Scher (who has moved plaintiff side to Hausfeld) on distributional restraints....
Friday, April 8, 2016
Concurrences Writing Awards Winners 2016
Concurrences Review ANTITRUST WRITING AWARDS WINNERS 600 articles reviewed 120 nominated 40 shortlisted 20 winners... Read in free access: - The 10 Best Academic Articles - The 10 Best Business Articles See also: - 6 Most Innovative Soft Laws -...
Due to lack of counsel, New Orleans judge freezes cases against 7 inmates and orders their release
In the latest development in an ongoing Louisiana public defender funding crisis, a New Orleans judge on Friday froze the cases of seven inmates charged…
Leaving Winnie out of Mandela Will Suggests He Wasn't Capable of Forgiving
When I think of Nelson Mandela, the first thing that comes to mind is forgiveness. Legend has it that he forgave people most of us would have found extremely difficult to shake hands with. I'm sorry, but if you put me in prison for 27 years, you better pray that when I'm released I don't become president. In fact, make that two years. But Mandela came out of prison speaking softly about forgiveness and reconciliation. The direction he took the country after becoming post-Apartheid South Africa's first black president has been used around the world as an example of how to move away from conflict.
Some of Mandela's most notable acts of forgiveness include having dinner with a man who'd tried to kill him in 1963. (That would have been the man's last meal, if I were president). Mandela invited his former prison guard to his inauguration, and years later had his former jailers over for dinner to celebrate the 20th anniversary of his release from prison.
But after learning today that his former wife, Winnie Madikizela-Mandela, lost a bid to inherit Mandela's home in Qunu -- and that he left her out of his will -- I'm beginning to doubt that Mandela really forgave anyone.
If I'm wrong, then, to Mandela, Winnie -- who he was married to for nearly 40 years -- had to have been more evil than the Apartheid government that locked him up for 27 years. But I can't imagine that being true, so I'm going to go with the theory that Mandela never truly forgave anyone. He might have realized that saying that he'd forgiven his jailers would have served him better politically than waging a vengeful war against white South Africans.
I also think that one of the reasons Winnie lost is because she is an African woman. Before you scream murder, think about this: The court that ruled against Winnie said that the 1996 annulment of their marriage in a European-style court supersedes the customary law, which was the basis of her argument, and one I think most Africans would agree governs marriages in the continent. I just find it hypocritical that we can accept that our African customary laws okay President Jacob Zuma's polygamous marriage, but we deny Winnie a legal right that the same customary law accords her.
If the roles were reversed and Mandela was the one who went to court to demand the right to the property of his former wife, the court would have -- without hesitation -- ruled in his favor because Mandela paid a dowry for her in 1958, as required by customary law. I can also bet that had she been the one in prison for 27 years, Mandela would not have waited for her. For that, she deserves a favorable place in the history of the struggle to end colonialism in Africa.
Some of Mandela's most notable acts of forgiveness include having dinner with a man who'd tried to kill him in 1963. (That would have been the man's last meal, if I were president). Mandela invited his former prison guard to his inauguration, and years later had his former jailers over for dinner to celebrate the 20th anniversary of his release from prison.
But after learning today that his former wife, Winnie Madikizela-Mandela, lost a bid to inherit Mandela's home in Qunu -- and that he left her out of his will -- I'm beginning to doubt that Mandela really forgave anyone.
If I'm wrong, then, to Mandela, Winnie -- who he was married to for nearly 40 years -- had to have been more evil than the Apartheid government that locked him up for 27 years. But I can't imagine that being true, so I'm going to go with the theory that Mandela never truly forgave anyone. He might have realized that saying that he'd forgiven his jailers would have served him better politically than waging a vengeful war against white South Africans.
I also think that one of the reasons Winnie lost is because she is an African woman. Before you scream murder, think about this: The court that ruled against Winnie said that the 1996 annulment of their marriage in a European-style court supersedes the customary law, which was the basis of her argument, and one I think most Africans would agree governs marriages in the continent. I just find it hypocritical that we can accept that our African customary laws okay President Jacob Zuma's polygamous marriage, but we deny Winnie a legal right that the same customary law accords her.
If the roles were reversed and Mandela was the one who went to court to demand the right to the property of his former wife, the court would have -- without hesitation -- ruled in his favor because Mandela paid a dowry for her in 1958, as required by customary law. I can also bet that had she been the one in prison for 27 years, Mandela would not have waited for her. For that, she deserves a favorable place in the history of the struggle to end colonialism in Africa.
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Thursday, April 7, 2016
Why I Stayed After My Husband's Affair
My husband gave up on our marriage. Well, he didn't exactly give up... He found someone else. So, why would I stay and fight for someone who stabbed me in the back and left me to bleed? Why would I fight to save my marriage, when the one I loved and trusted betrayed my love?
I'm sure part of the reason started when I was six or seven. My teacher asked us to make a Father's Day card for our daddies. I raised my hand and told her I didn't have a daddy (or rather, I'd never met him.) She suggested I make one for my grandpa. I didn't have a grandpa either. My grandma and grandpa divorced when my mommy was two, and I had only met him once or twice. I decided to make a card anyway, but that day life pierced my heart. As a tender child surrounded by a loving family, I experienced the deep wound of loneliness without a father.
So, when I married my husband, I was determined never to give my children the same bitter pill of my childhood. No matter what, I would work hard to give them something I had only dreamed about -- a mommy and daddy together.
You see, my husband and I never had a terrible marriage. In fact, I would've said we had a good one. He had always been my best friend. So his affair wasn't something I ever expected; it blindsided me on a Monday night.
I'm sure at first I stayed out of fear:
Afraid to be alone.
Afraid I wouldn't find someone else.
Afraid I would find someone else and he would break what's left of me.
Afraid my children would feel rejection, and experience the same pain of loneliness.
Afraid of raising them alone.
Afraid of the shame.
Afraid of the unknown.
Afraid of shattered dreams.
Afraid of everything.
As I began to walk through an icy hell, I had a spiritual awakening. Cue Kelly Clarkson. " What doesn't kill you makes you stronger." My scarred heart was riddled with self-hate. I didn't believe I was worthy of love or to be loved. I never fathomed I was good enough. My fears were causing me to self-sabotage my life. As I peeled back the scabs of lifelong wounds, I encountered love. A supernatural force rushed through me, whispering, "You are worthy. You are loved." Little by little, day-by-day, my wounds began to heal, and I experienced freedom from my inner prison.
My family was restored. My husband came back and fought for us again, but what he never expected to encounter when he returned was a changed woman. He found a girl who knew she was worthy to love and be loved. Even if he had never come back, even if our marriage was never restored, my identity no longer was defined by outside factors. My identity comes from within. At first, I stayed and fought out of fear, but in the end, I stayed and fought because of love, and it was worth the fight.
Now, I have the power to forgive with no reason. I have the courage to be vulnerable in a guarded world, and I have the confidence to love with no guarantee.
Charity is married with four children who inspire her to be a #GoodEnoughMom. She shares her messy love story over on her blog, Charity Craig. She has nothing figured out, but loves to write about her journey to personal freedom, marriage, and imperfect parenting. Charity also speaks domestically and is the co-founder of YoHo Disney, a Disney lifestyle blog, and Write for Publish, a platform that connects writers with online publishers. You can find her almost everyday on Instagram, @charitylcraig
I'm sure part of the reason started when I was six or seven. My teacher asked us to make a Father's Day card for our daddies. I raised my hand and told her I didn't have a daddy (or rather, I'd never met him.) She suggested I make one for my grandpa. I didn't have a grandpa either. My grandma and grandpa divorced when my mommy was two, and I had only met him once or twice. I decided to make a card anyway, but that day life pierced my heart. As a tender child surrounded by a loving family, I experienced the deep wound of loneliness without a father.
So, when I married my husband, I was determined never to give my children the same bitter pill of my childhood. No matter what, I would work hard to give them something I had only dreamed about -- a mommy and daddy together.
You see, my husband and I never had a terrible marriage. In fact, I would've said we had a good one. He had always been my best friend. So his affair wasn't something I ever expected; it blindsided me on a Monday night.
I'm sure at first I stayed out of fear:
Afraid to be alone.
Afraid I wouldn't find someone else.
Afraid I would find someone else and he would break what's left of me.
Afraid my children would feel rejection, and experience the same pain of loneliness.
Afraid of raising them alone.
Afraid of the shame.
Afraid of the unknown.
Afraid of shattered dreams.
Afraid of everything.
As I began to walk through an icy hell, I had a spiritual awakening. Cue Kelly Clarkson. " What doesn't kill you makes you stronger." My scarred heart was riddled with self-hate. I didn't believe I was worthy of love or to be loved. I never fathomed I was good enough. My fears were causing me to self-sabotage my life. As I peeled back the scabs of lifelong wounds, I encountered love. A supernatural force rushed through me, whispering, "You are worthy. You are loved." Little by little, day-by-day, my wounds began to heal, and I experienced freedom from my inner prison.
My family was restored. My husband came back and fought for us again, but what he never expected to encounter when he returned was a changed woman. He found a girl who knew she was worthy to love and be loved. Even if he had never come back, even if our marriage was never restored, my identity no longer was defined by outside factors. My identity comes from within. At first, I stayed and fought out of fear, but in the end, I stayed and fought because of love, and it was worth the fight.
Now, I have the power to forgive with no reason. I have the courage to be vulnerable in a guarded world, and I have the confidence to love with no guarantee.
Charity is married with four children who inspire her to be a #GoodEnoughMom. She shares her messy love story over on her blog, Charity Craig. She has nothing figured out, but loves to write about her journey to personal freedom, marriage, and imperfect parenting. Charity also speaks domestically and is the co-founder of YoHo Disney, a Disney lifestyle blog, and Write for Publish, a platform that connects writers with online publishers. You can find her almost everyday on Instagram, @charitylcraig
-- This feed and its contents are the property of The Huffington Post, and use is subject to our terms. It may be used for personal consumption, but may not be distributed on a website.
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