Jun 11, 2010 0
Greetings from Ocean City, where the sun is shining, a slight breeze is blowing, and hundreds of diehard lawyers spent the morning boning up on things like Maryland’s new homestead exemption, stormwater management regulations and the progress of the judiciary’s Case Management System Replacement Project.
The hottest ticket by far was for “Bargaining with the Devil,” the lunchtime talk by Harvard Law professor Robert Mnookin. Co-sponsored by the Alternative Dispute Resolution, the Business Law and the Litigation sections, the talk drew an overflow audience of well over 100 — so many, in fact, that the quick-thinking MSBA folks took the lunch off the tables lining the back of the room to create more standing room for the SRO crowd.
Mnookin’s talk tracked his recently published book of the same title. He shared his personal heroes: Winston Churchill, who refused to bargain with the devil of his day, and Nelson Mandela, who chose to bargain in secret from his prison cell. So — when should you, in fact, bargain with the devil?
Mnookin’s answer: More often than you might think.
Of course, it wasn’t all philosophy and financial elder abuse (another one of Friday’s sessions). The day started with the 20th Annual Young Lawyers’ Sun Run, sponsored by The Daily Record — for more on that, see Monday’s Maryland Lawyer. And the exhibitors who crowded the Clarion’s Grand Ballroom were in a generous mood, handing out candy, popcorn and other goodies.
Here’s my “Awww” moment: That’s Connor Crossan spinning the wheel at The Daily Record’s booth, where he won a perfect-for-the-beach tote bag — as did his big sister. And then, his big brother. What are the odds? (Their dad, James Edward Crossan, is a lawyer in Baltimore.)
It was a nice family moment in a family resort, and I decided to check out the also-crowded and always-clever Family and Juvenile Law Section Council’s session. They were offering doorprizes there, too — including a gift certificate for pole-dancing lessons — between skits that were well into PG-13 territory, if not quite R.
Well, what’s a day at the beach without a little salt?