Jail birds

My last post led me to thinking. If someone offered me the choice of automatically passing the bar by spending the study time in jail, would I do it? This would be Paris Hilton-Martha Stewart, minimum security jail, mind you. No giant roommate named Bertha wondering out loud wouldn't it be better if we spent the night in the same bed to keep warm? (This is my idea of jail. From silent movies. And cartoons. Also, it involves a guy in a striped hat with his arms hanging out the window, banging around his tin cup. But again, not that kind of jail.) So basically, the 2-3 months normally spent studying would instead be spent in jail, and when you get out, you've passed the bar.

I could do that. And so would everyone else I asked. Even when the stakes were raised to 6 or 7 months, it required serious consideration. Me: "How about 7 months?" Her: "Hmm. Now you say you're GUARANTEED a pass?" Haha.

I mean, ok, so I couldn't see my friends or family. Well, you get weekend visitation, right? And frankly, I don't see my friends every week as it is, anyways. And you guys would visit me in jail, right? And you get an hour outside your cell every day to make phone calls. You could read and work out. You would probably come out of jail healthier and smarter than if you spent that time studying for the bar!

I bet if they offered this option, the cells would be stuffed with recent law school grads. As an added bonus, in the future, you could say things like this: "When I was in the Big House ..." or "Oh yeah, I learned that back in prison" and then watch people cower.