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...such hands-on medical training, but if he tried operating that way anyhow, it's easy to predict his fate. Dozens of contract-waving literary agents would scramble past his shabbily dressed public defense lawyer and one of the first would be the type that signed up James S. Kunen on "The Making of a Criminal Lawyer"--the story of Kunen's two and a half years as a public defender in the District of Columbia...
...Kunen uses the same autobiographical form that Bailey and Dershowitz do, but can't replicate the excitement and force of argument of his more senior colleagues. Kunen's book is dull, probably duller than most of the corporate contracts Law School grads do write--simply because his two and a half years working in the Washington courts were particularly dull. A street punk arrested for smoking on a bus inherently carries less drama than a Claus von Bulow on trial for murder. A Dershowitz arguing constitutional law before the Supreme Court is naturally more interesting than this rookie public defender...
...Kunen dulls even one of the dullest stories ever committed to print. In an attempt presumably to add literary dimension to his work, Kunen adds trite and unimportant observations...
...hard to criticize Kunen for rambling off his point--rambling on about an insane boy he meets on a train--when Kunen never establishes what the point is. He once tries explaining things to a client with a story observing one of those great truths the Kunens of this world always observe, "everyone likes a story." His use of evidence crosses the realm from the odd into the truly bizarre. Key legal points and statistics are attributed to private conversations, but the word "motherfucker" gets the lengthy note. "For an interesting discussion of the psychological implications of the expression 'motherfucker...
This is when I decide to put a distinction between me and the Weathermen. Their action is really against the people. Kunen is running up the street alongside me. He says, "What are they doing hitting a florist shop?" I don't know, but I don't feel as bad about it as he does. We move out of the crowd and start running up the sidewalk...