This North Star View

Currently struggling through Law School.

I blog about feminism and cute animals, with the occasional anti-capitalist, or overly personal post.



Because she’s super awesome Kitty has agreed to go and sort out a venue for me, whilst I’m in Chambers tomorrow, as I don’t have enough time to reply to messages

Kitty: I shall try and pop in there tomorrow morning and be like “yo, why you no answer my girl Chloe?!”… Or just ask them to let us use their room

Me: Oh. They might have phoned me back. Unfortunately I couldn’t call back, as I felt like taking a lunch break would be slacking.


This evening I was sitting on a panel for a public debate on representation in politics and the media, international aid, and political engagement. The debate was organised by the African Caribbean Experience society, and the majority of the audience were ACE members. There was a lot of really good discussion taking place, the majority of it concentrated within the floor of the room, with almost every single person contributing something. But I felt like the Chair just kept interrupting everyone, and it felt like the whole debate became too much about him speaking than any of the topics for discussion.


Today was super busy. It was my first day in Chambers, followed by sitting on a panel for a public debate, a spontaneous meningitis  vaccination, and finally dinner at 10pm.

It went a lot better than I expected. I spent the morning in Court, followed by looking through a current case file to work out where I think we’re liable. The barrister who was looking after me had not, however, mentioned he wanted me to present this information to him formally, until he sat me down and told me to instruct with him, but without any fillers (‘like’, ‘sort of’, ‘kind of’). That made me feel quite uncomfortable, in part because I speak in hesitations, but also because it is (regardless of how it was intended) a gendered thing. Generally women are socialised to speak more tentatively, and as a result tend to use speech fillers to a greater extent. I used ‘sort of’ within the first sentence, and I felt shitty about it. 

Today was super busy. It was my first day in Chambers, followed by sitting on a panel for a public debate, a spontaneous meningitis  vaccination, and finally dinner at 10pm.

It went a lot better than I expected. I spent the morning in Court, followed by looking through a current case file to work out where I think we’re liable. The barrister who was looking after me had not, however, mentioned he wanted me to present this information to him formally, until he sat me down and told me to instruct with him, but without any fillers (‘like’, ‘sort of’, ‘kind of’). That made me feel quite uncomfortable, in part because I speak in hesitations, but also because it is (regardless of how it was intended) a gendered thing. Generally women are socialised to speak more tentatively, and as a result tend to use speech fillers to a greater extent. I used ‘sort of’ within the first sentence, and I felt shitty about it. 



Must they always place zips in places that are near physically impossible to reach yourself, without some serious contortion. It’s almost like the fashion industry is encouraging me to take someone home with me, merely so I can get undressed.





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