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Harold on that first day of the semester, pacing and pacing, and lecturing
                them in his low, quick voice.
                   “You’re One Ls,” Harold had said. “And congratulations, all of you. As

                One  Ls,  you’ll  be  taking  a  pretty  typical  course  load:  contracts;  torts;
                property; civil procedure; and, next year,  constitutional and criminal law.
                But you know all this.
                   “What you may not know is that this course load reflects—beautifully,
                simply—the  very  structure  of  our  society,  the  very  mechanics  of  what  a
                society, our particular society, needs to make it work. To have a society, you
                first need an institutional framework: that’s constitutional law. You need a

                system of punishment: that’s criminal. You need to know that you have a
                system  in  place  that  will  make  those  other  systems  work:  that’s  civil
                procedure. You need a way  to govern matters of  domain and ownership:
                that’s  property.  You  need  to  know  that  someone  will  be  financially
                accountable for injuries caused you by others: that’s torts. And finally, you
                need to know that people will keep their agreements, that they will honor

                their promises: and that is contracts.”
                   He paused. “Now, I don’t want to be reductive, but I’ll bet half of you are
                here  so  you  can  someday  wheedle  money  out  of  people—torts  people,
                there’s  nothing  to  be  ashamed  of!—and  the  other  half  of  you  are  here
                because you think you’re going to change the world. You’re here because
                you dream of arguing before the Supreme Court, because you think the real
                challenge  of  the  law  lies  in  the  blank  spaces  between  the  lines  of  the

                Constitution.  But  I’m  here  to  tell  you—it  doesn’t.  The  truest,  the  most
                intellectually engaging, the richest field of the law is contracts. Contracts
                are  not  just  sheets  of  paper  promising  you  a  job,  or  a  house,  or  an
                inheritance:  in  its  purest,  truest,  broadest  sense,  contracts  govern  every
                realm of law. When we choose to live in a society, we choose to live under a
                contract,  and  to  abide  by  the  rules  that  a  contract  dictates  for  us—the

                Constitution itself is a contract, albeit a malleable contract, and the question
                of just how malleable it is, exactly, is where law intersects with politics—
                and  it  is  under  the  rules,  explicit  or  otherwise,  of  this  contract  that  we
                promise not to kill, and to pay our taxes, and not to steal. But in this case,
                we are both the creators of and bound by this contract: as citizens of this
                country, we have assumed, from birth, an obligation to respect and follow
                its terms, and we do so daily.
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