The Simple Practice: Inexpensively Keeping Your Computer Safe

Most states require attorneys to be technologically competent in order to practice law. And one of the most important competencies — if not the most important — is keeping your information secure.

The most common reasons for security breaches are human error or through secret, accidental installation of viruses and malware.

There is a lot of advice on keeping your computer safe, the most frequently offered piece being: have strong passwords. Today’s column will focus on a few simple and low-cost security tips to minimize the chances of accidental breaches and giving sensitive information to the wrong people.

Make sure you have the correct email addresses. Giving a client or a third party the wrong email address can usually be embarrassing but when communicating vital information and documents, it can be disastrous.

I rarely give email addresses over the phone because people can type it incorrectly. For example, when I say my first name, people might think Steve, Steven, or Stephen. And when I say my last name, a lot of people type words like Chong, Cheung, Chuang, and Jung.

If possible, have people send the email address in writing. People usually do this through text messaging.

If you can’t get an email address in writing, there is one more thing you can do. When sending the first email, verify it by asking a security question that only the two of you know. Usually it’s the name of a common connection.

Don’t share files via email. Sending files via email is convenient and what we are used to. Some email hosts have virus detection software that detects malicious code before you open them. But sending files via email should be minimized or avoided altogether if possible.

Sharing files takes up email storage space. Particularly if you have to send the same files multiple times because the person on the other end couldn’t open it the first time. Eventually, you will get a warning that you will not get any more email because your storage space limit has been reached, and you will spend considerable time deleting everything.

Also, if your email address is hacked, the hacker can get access to your sent files and use them for whatever nefarious purpose.

If you do share files, delete them immediately to eliminate the above problems. I understand that some people prefer to keep old emails, usually to verify that they sent them in case a client or a third party claims that they didn’t receive them. If this is an issue, you may want to request that the client respond to confirm receipt.

Instead, share files via the cloud. There are cloud storage programs where two or more people can upload and share documents. Most are relatively inexpensive, and some are even free.

Ignore suspicious emails. While this is common sense, and lawyers are generally pretty good at detecting scams, sometimes even the best of us can be fooled. Usually suspicious emails come in two forms.

The first is when a potential client reaches out asking for your services. To get your attention, these people claim that the potential payout is worth six — or more — figures.

In most cases, these spammers are easy to detect. First, they usually mass mail everyone so they do not address you by your name. Instead, the email starts with “Dear Sir or Madam.” Second, the email is usually not addressed to you, but instead to “undisclosed recipients” which means that you are one of a million email address that are BCC’d in that email. Finally, most of these emails have poor grammar which suggests that the scammers are located overseas.

A second suspicious email supposedly comes from someone we know. But there isn’t much in the email except a link to an unknown website. The scammer giveaway here is that even though the sender’s name may be someone you know, the sender’s email address is totally different and usually strange.

So always be skeptical of emails from people you don’t know. If it’s too good to be true, it usually is.

Don’t share your computer with anyone. While most people are pretty good about this, there are some occasions where you may need to share your computer with someone else. In most cases, it is a child who wants to play a video game online. Or it might be a teenager whose computer broke down and needs to finish her term paper on the mating habits of the deep-sea anglerfish (look it up) in 12 hours.

Just don’t do it. When you get your computer back, does it behave differently? If it does, then chances are good that something happened. Sometimes they will tell you that they accidentally downloaded some malware. But we know what happens most of the time — they won’t tell us or they will deny they did anything wrong.

Don’t work in a public area. Back when coffee shops were open, some of us would work there, sipping an espresso while listening to the background jazz music. The big draw was the coffee shop’s public wifi so you can check email and whatnot.

Using public wifi can expose your computer to hackers. A few years ago, I attended the ABA Techshow, and one of the presentations demonstrated how someone can access a computer using public wifi.

If you are working high-profile cases, there is a chance you can be followed physically. Someone can take detailed photos from a distance. Others may try to steal your computer. I get that the chance of this is fairly low, but in our line of work we may run into people who will have a strong incentive to do whatever it takes to make our lives miserable.

One day, coffee shops will reopen, and we’ll be allowed to lounge indoors again. But the security threat is real and not worth a grande mocha. The only things coffee shops are useful for are first dates and studying for the bar exam.

Don’t go to strange websites. Unfortunately, there are some websites that are specifically designed to install malicious software into unsuspecting computers. Most web browsers know about these and stops users from accidentally accessing them. But this is not foolproof.

It’s difficult to tell which websites contain malicious code. In most cases, they are the usual suspects. Also, a lot of the sites tend to slow your computer down as soon as you access them. And they have annoying pop-up screens. Some even try to trick your computer into installing software to supposedly optimize your browsing experience.

Purchase virus protection software. Even if you follow all of the tips here and from other sources, hackers can secretly compromise your computer. To minimize this, purchase antivirus software programs. Generally, they are inexpensive and worth the cost. Some antivirus programs are free. From my experience, however, they tend to slow the computer down, and you get constant nag screens telling you to upgrade to the paid version.

You do not necessarily need expensive, high-end internet security services to protect yourself and your clients. As your notoriety increases, you might need to step up your security game, but by applying some common sense, using email wisely, and not downloading suspicious software, you can keep your computer safe from most hackers and scams.


Steven Chung is a tax attorney in Los Angeles, California. He helps people with basic tax planning and resolve tax disputes. He is also sympathetic to people with large student loans. He can be reached via email at sachimalbe@excite.com. Or you can connect with him on Twitter (@stevenchung) and connect with him on LinkedIn.

Lynn Tilton Was Dead Serious About ‘F*ck-You-Pay-Me’

Canceling Culture

Canceling people in power is all the rage right now, but it’s been part of our culture for as long as there’s been culture. In this episode, we share the story of how Eartha Kitt was canceled by the President of the United States, and we explain why her experience was totally different from calls for Larry McDougal to step down as president of the State Bar of Texas.

Make sure you take advantage of the show’s Q&A feature. You can ask Mike questions about the latest episode and he’ll answer at the end of the next episode. Just submit your question in the form at the bottom of this post.

Episode Resources:

Lawyer Forward
Can We Still Listen to Michael Jackson?
Lawyers Call on Larry McDougal to Resign
Eartha Kitt’s Vietnam Comments Nearly Ended Her Career
Cancel Culture is Chaotic Good
Why Can’t We Stop Fighting About Cancel Culture?

A Lawyer Shares His Story Of Childhood Sexual Assault

Trigger warning: This article contains a general description of  a sexual assault.

I often share stories from other law students and lawyers describing the stigma they face regarding addiction and other mental health issues.  These issues often correlate with underlying trauma. I’ve known Drew for years and while his story is not one of addiction, many who have been through similar circumstances do struggle with co-occurring substance use. It’s an important story.


Seventeen years ago, I was sexually assaulted at a Jewish summer camp by a camp counselor, with the help of my cabinmates, who were also around my age (minors). In the world of Judaism, I had just become a man two months or so prior, as I had just completed my bar mitzvah. And in three months, it was taken away.

My name is Andrew Rossow, and I am a lawyer. This is a shortened version of my initial story I shared with readers at Thrive Global. For the full version, please click here.

Let me take you back 17 years. At 13, it was an exciting time to be alive for boys my age — with bar mitzvahs occurring what seemed like every other weekend and, of course, the elephant in the room: puberty.

Unlike most kids (and friends) at my age, I dreaded the summers, because I hated going to summer camp. Whether it was being away from my parents for three months out of state or being around kids that were bigger than me and more athletic than me, the feelings were the same.

You see, I was the little guy among my age group — by voice, height, weight, and physique. I hadn’t yet hit puberty, unlike most of the boys around me. And because of this, I had no choice but to fear myself, forced to feel inferior to the boys and girls around me with a total sense of inadequateness.

And who would blame me?

I didn’t have as deep a voice as the boys in my cabin, and by that, I mean it was so high-pitched, that it sounded too like the girls I went to camp with. To those around me, I was “too girly” to “keep up” with everyone else.

I wasn’t even close to being considered “athletically coordinated.” In fact, I sucked at sports so badly that I was often blamed in our camp newsletter for why our team lost at basketball, softball, or whatever the sport was at the time.

I didn’t have an ounce of hair on my body — you could say I was “as smooth as a baby’s ass.” I didn’t have tiny hairs coming off my face, so when it came to conversations with cabinmates about the cuts on their face from shaving, I had nothing to contribute.

“Drew Rossow, the Pubeless Wonder”

But where everything took a turn was right here. Remember the “curtaining” game?

I’m not sure it was something that only happened at our Jewish camp or something that took place everywhere, but boys at 13 were no strangers to games such as “curtaining” that were often described as a “rite of passage.” Yeah, fuck that. For me, it was no rite of passage — it was an assault.

I remember the first time I was curtained. I was in our community bathroom showering at the time, probably washing my hair, when suddenly, the curtain that shielded me from everyone else, opened faster than I could blink. And what I could tell you is that the boys responsible were so shocked as to what they saw, silence couldn’t even keep them quiet.

Laughter and screams filled the air with the two boys staring, pointing, and directing any attention in the bathroom directly to my penis. A boy whose penis at the time wasn’t developed enough, that he didn’t have the faintest sight of a pubic hair surrounding it — and it freaked them out. They didn’t understand it.

By the end of the day, when word reached the rest of my cabinmates, they, in addition to my counselor (no older than 21), already had the perfect theme song to describe “Drew Rossow” for the remainder of the summer:

Drew Rossow, the pubeless wonder, flying high above the sea; Drew Rossow, the pubeless wonder, flying high above the sea.”

That song, which to this day, is as familiar to me as the Cha-Cha-Slide, I could never live down. It was so catchy, that it somehow survived at least 10 years later (up and until my 10-year high-school reunion).

And my counselor. The adult in the cabin who should’ve known better. The adult who should’ve immediately put an end to that humiliation and chorus, showed his true colors that evening.

Rather than stop it at the source, sparing me from years’ worth of mocking, humiliation, and self-esteem issues, chose to join in and encourage it even more.

Joining the fun from the four walls of our cabin, he simply pointed his finger at me, with that shit-eating grin and smirk, and began sucking on his pinky (imagine a newborn baby sucking on their pacifier, repeatedly), making a smacking sound with his lip — referencing how “tiny” I was down there, no different than a little baby.

What a bastard.

Drew Rossow, the pubeless wonder, flying high above the sea; Drew Rossow, the pubeless wonder, flying high above the sea.”

Over. And over again. And to think I was worrying about which girl I would ask to the Sadie Hawkins dance later that summer. But don’t worry, that issue was resolved instantly when the song made its ways to the ears of almost every girl on that side of the campgrounds.

Now if you ask me the meaning behind it — I still have no fucking idea as to what the second half of the verse meant. But it was a tune so catchy, that boys and girls would simply sing it out loud and point at me laughing, as they walked by.

Our catchy summer camp hits that we’d sing out loud during meals in the dining hall or at bonfires, which included Joni Mitchell’s “The Circle Game,” Original Caste’s “One Tin Soldier,” and, of course, Lorre Wyatt’s “Song of Peace (The Dreamer),” expanded to include my own personal theme song, that followed me for years to come — even as I did finally hit puberty.

It was a haunting reminder of how much I hated myself and blamed myself for my body’s weird development. All for something I couldn’t control.

And the worst part was that, I had nobody to turn to. Nobody who could protect me. Nobody could put a stop to it.

My friends were no longer my friends, but pressured peers who thought it was cool to join into something they didn’t understand themselves, simply to fit in and not be made fun of themselves for attempting to defend me.

But do I blame them? Not entirely. We were 13, what did we know? Fitting in and peer pressure were at the top of our priority list.

But the bastard adult and counselor (now referred to as “The Bastard”) in the cabin who should have known better — who was paid to know better, you’re damn right I do — and I’m finally old enough and brave enough to say so. So, to you, counselor, who luckily for you, shall remain nameless, I do blame you. 100%.

It was only after that summer did I learn that I was missing some growth hormone, which had slowed down the rate at which I was supposed to hit puberty, predicating the need to take growth shots for a certain period. Eventually it exacerbated the puberty process and I did “catch-up.” Hell, look at me now — deep voice and all.

As for the humiliation and abuse, because that’s exactly what it was, well that was something I had to endure every day and night in my cabin, for three months. I cried. I begged. I screamed. I did everything I emotionally and physically knew how to do, hoping it would stop. I was the little guy in the room, so physical strength was not to my advantage. I hated myself. I hated my counselor. I hated my former friends. I hated every single Jewish boy and girl at that camp.

A Knife To The Neck

One night, something did change. I found the courage to stand-up for myself.

Late one night, I waited for my cabin to finally go silent, as each of my cabinmates laughed themselves to sleep or had their CD players to knock them out (yes, I still remember my red transparent CD player that had Santana spinning in its apparatus).

I had quietly pulled out a white plastic knife I had snagged from that day’s lunch or dinner at the dining hall. I remember waking up at some point during the middle of the night, and quietly tip-toeing over to one of the neighboring bunk-beds, where my former friend slept quietly on the lower bunk.

I quietly shook him as my flashlight’s light revealed the shock on his face as I  held that knife up to his neck — threatening him that if he didn’t stop this; if he didn’t come back to me as my friend and defend me, I would kill him the next time.

Am I proud of the way I chose to defend myself, fuck no. But at that time, scaring just one person in my cabin, who I came into camp with as a close friend, seemed to be my best (and only) option.

Now, imagine a 13-year-old holding a plastic knife up to someone, who had just been shaken awake in the middle of the night.

Is that terrifying or comical? Pointless either way. It backfired. His response was to scream as loud as he could until my cabin had woken up and the Bastard woke up or came running into the cabin (I can’t remember if he too was asleep or “on duty” at the time).

The Bastard took the knife away and immediately went for me, grabbing me and restraining me to a chair in the cabin. He was in shock that I could ever imagine doing something so “dangerous” and “stupid.”

As my anxiety and fear grew, I began kicking and screaming, trying to free myself from his restraint. But it did nothing. When I did calm down, enough for him to loosen his grip on me (but still restraining me to the chair), I demanded that he and the rest of my cabin “leave me alone” because in the morning, I would be going to the camp’s director and telling him everything that had been happening the past few days.

Big mistake.

Little did I know that my courage would keep me restrained to the chair, by rope, for the next day, so as to prevent me from reporting it to any other counselor (two in particular I was close with) and the camp’s director.

I was given an ultimatum of how “this was going to go.” Otherwise, I would be staying in that chair longer than I wanted to. I couldn’t fight it. I couldn’t fight them. I was small and weak, and one boy against 10 13-year-olds and a 21-year-old counselor was a battle that I simply could not win.

So, the ultimatum? If I didn’t want to remain tied to a chair for the days to come, I needed to speak out loud and agree that:

I was not to go to the camp’s director, counselor, or anyone at the camp to report on what was happening — because nobody would believe me as against my cabin and our counselor;

Even if I tried report my cabinmates and the Bastard, I wouldn’t be able to, because I would now have to stay in the cabin during meals in the dining hall, tied to the chair, and have food brought to me — you know, just to minimize the risk of me slipping out or finding someone to squeal to;

Even if I could be trusted, I would be escorted to and from sports activities and extracurricular events, meals in the dining hall, rest hour, the bathroom, and the shower; and;

At one point, the Bastard said the only way I’d get the attention I wanted from everyone was the day that “I would be sucking dick for crack.”

The Bastard poked me on my penis with his hand, or would slide his hand on my leg, so that I knew his power over me.

So, I played their game. I let it happen. I agreed to their terms. But they didn’t trust me. So, for the first few days, I spent my time in the cabin under supervision, missing sports activities and meals, in hopes I wouldn’t squeal. Don’t worry, I had meals brought to me, like room service.

From each day forward, for the remainder of the summer, I spent my time being escorted to and from extracurricular activities, meals, and yes, even to the bathroom to piss, shit, and shower.

My time in the shower, which included more curtaining and jams to my theme song, included my own escort service, as my counselor or one of my cabinmates would “stand guard” outside the curtain, waiting for me to finish cleaning my underdeveloped self, knowing there was no possible way I could “dart out” and risk sharing what was happening to someone else nearby.

As for my mail that I would write to my family and friends, they were carefully read and scrutinized for any mention of what was happening.

If only I knew the law at this point, right?

And yes, during this entire time, I still had to hear:

Drew Rossow, the pubeless wonder, flying high above the sea; Drew Rossow, the pubeless wonder, flying high above the sea.”

To My Colleagues And Fellow Survivors

Now, as I said at the beginning, this confession is not an attempt to gain your sympathy or pity, but rather, my decision in allowing you to understand why I chose to enter the legal field, advocating for those who are not strong enough to help themselves, especially when it involved sexual assault, online harassment, and other forms of bullying.

Over the years, people have asked me why I am “so mushy” or “emotional,” to which I was never ready to explain — primarily because I didn’t think I had to.

But I recognize that throughout the years, my display of certain affections of trust, warmth, and love, may have warped relationships with certain individuals (often women), because I was only looking for the warmth, comfort, attention, and security that I never had those years at camp, dances, or attempts at “dating” girls my age.

I wanted to let you, reader, into the deepest hallways of my heart, hoping you understand that the person you see before you today, is built upon every decision I’ve made (knowingly or not), immediately preceding.

That summer left me an empty vessel when I returned home to my family. You would think that would’ve been the first thing I shared with my family when they picked me up from the Missouri airport — but I had been trained. I had been “reset” so as to never speak of what happened there, again.

For years to come, I couldn’t speak to girls, let alone look them in the eye. My closest relationships with girls my age were only through AIM (AOL Instant Messenger), but god forbid when I saw my crush the next day at school — I pretended that I had no idea who they were, until 4 p.m. hit, and I was back on AIM.

I was afraid to try out for any sports teams — having quit track and cross-country after six weeks and spending time on my high school’s wrestling team (lowest weight class of course) for a lengthy two weeks.

I begin to look elsewhere for the warmth and security as the years went by, through art, writing, and silly television shows and movies like Friends, Gilmore Girls, and my all-time favorite saga, Star Wars.

I didn’t date much in high school (obviously), much to the amazement and wonder of my family and the small group of friends I had. Often, people wondered if I was homosexual, considering my absolute fear of women.

But you see, I was afraid. I was afraid of myself. My body. Exposing myself to another person ever again, hoping they would never get to see the “flaw” that was my body and penis in the same way that I had been forced to believe all those years ago.

And then February 2, 2016, came, and I passed the Ohio Bar Exam and became licensed by the Ohio Supreme Court. I had become everything I ever wanted and more.

Up and until a month ago, I was still trying to figure out who I was and the type of person I wanted to be. I didn’t care much for dating anyone — I cared about my career and making a name for myself, so never again would anyone ever dare question who I was. Did I explore the dating apps like Hinge, Bumble, Tinder, OKCupid, and Plenty of Fish? Absolutely. But I always felt a void, like something (or someone) was missing.

My life felt like Joni Mitchell’s “Circle Game,” constantly searching for the missing puzzle piece.

And it wasn’t until four weeks ago, thanks to the love of my life, Cassie, did I find the strength to finally share my story with you.

I didn’t share my story for the validation or acceptance, but for me and other survivors. Unfortunately, when I chose to share my story to my community, I was removed from a media outlet to which I helped build and grow, because I refused to take down my Thrive Global article.

To my fellow survivors, you have a voice. We all have a voice. Don’t let the bastardization of today’s politics and bastardization of the legitimate #MeToo movement drive you into darkness and silence.

To my colleagues, we need to fight against the injustice our legal system has allowed and fight against those who wish to silence survivors.

Was I ready to tell my story? No. Am I glad I did? Absolutely. Because it is time the world knows the truth about #MeToo. And that truth is that this is not a game. It does happen to men. And there are people out there who will do everything in their power to make all of us, collectively, out to be the aggressors. This is an injustice that has severe consequences and only seeks to diminish the power that the #MeToo movement has.


Andrew Rossow is an Ohio-based millennial lawyer who focuses his practice on internet law and criminal defense. A graduate of the University of Dayton School of Law and an adjunct law professor, he has worked to minimize instances of poor digital hygiene online while addressing the gray areas the intersection law and technology bring. He has made it his mission to stand up against online harassment and bullies through his #CYBERBYTE® Movement. In addition to his law practice, he also writes for a number of outlets, including Bloomberg Law, Law360, Thrive Global, Luxe Beat Magazine, and CoinTelegraph. He is a former contributor with Forbes and HuffPost, and has been featured in Entrepreneur, Fast Company, and Forbes for his activist endeavors and journalistic integrity. You can reach him by email at andrew@rossowlaw.com and on Twitter (@RossowEsq).

Brian Cuban (@bcuban) is The Addicted Lawyer. Brian is the author of the Amazon best-selling book, The Addicted Lawyer: Tales Of The Bar, Booze, Blow & Redemption (affiliate link). A graduate of the University of Pittsburgh School of Law, he somehow made it through as an alcoholic then added cocaine to his résumé as a practicing attorney. He went into recovery April 8, 2007. He left the practice of law and now writes and speaks on recovery topics, not only for the legal profession, but on recovery in general. He can be reached at brian@addictedlawyer.com.

Bill Barr Defends Hero Cops Who Shoot Lots Of White People, Too

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This is your brain on Fox News.

It’s the only possible explanation for Attorney General Bill Barr’s appallingly tone deaf testimony before the House Judiciary Committee yesterday. Only someone who’s been cosseted in the safespace of rightwing media for years would go on national television and justify police violence by pointing to black-on-black crime. Even Breitbart got rid of that hashtag for being too overtly racist. And yet, our distinguished AG trotted it out yesterday in his opening statement.

The threat to black lives posed by crime on the streets is massively greater than any threat posed by police misconduct. The leading cause of death for young black males is homicide. Every year approximately 7,500 black Americans are victims of homicide, and the vast majority of them – around 90 percent – are killed by other blacks, mainly by gunfire.

Barr then “disproved” systemic racism in law enforcement by pointing out that cops kill white people, too. Check and mate!

Although the death of George Floyd – an unarmed black man – at the hands of the police was a shocking event, the fact is that such events are fortunately quite rare. According to statistics compiled by the Washington Post, the number of unarmed black men killed by police so far this year is 8. The number of unarmed white men killed by police over the same time period is 11. Some unarmed suspects, moreover, were physically attacking officers or threatening others at the time they were shot.

Never mind the fact that America’s population is 13 percent African American, but 42 percent of people killed by police are Black. Black people are three times more likely to be killed by cops than white people, but the Attorney General didn’t come here to talk about math. He came here to blame the protestors for crime in America.

Hewing closely to the Murdoch ecosphere’s carefully curated version of reality, Barr insisted that the protests in America’s streets have nothing to do with racial justice — “violent rioters and anarchists have hijacked legitimate protests to wreak senseless havoc and destruction on innocent victims” — and claimed that criticizing police actually causes a spike in crime, saying, “When a community turns on and pillories its own police, officers naturally become more risk averse and crime rates soar.”

The highest law enforcement officer in the land is explicitly excusing police officers who refuse to do their jobs in response to citizens who exercise their First Amendment right to criticize the government. And all that was just in his opening statement.

As noted by former House counsel Norm Eisen, Barr was noticeably ruder when questioned by non-white members of the Committee, particularly women.

He deliberately tried to talk over Rep. Pramila Jayapal, who pointed out that the Justice Department dispatched stormtroopers to Portland to deal with graffiti, but was apparently unbothered by armed men waving Confederate flags invading the Michigan statehouse.

Barr was incensed when Rep. Jackson Lee questioned him about the Justice Department’s refusal to initiate pattern and practice investigations of police departments who have demonstrably higher rates of violence against non-white citizens than whites.

And he became visibly hostile when Rep. Karen Bass confronted him with the real, human cost of the “zero tolerance” policies Barr endorses.

It was a shameful performance by a walking dinosaur who started the hearing by congratulating himself for coming out of retirement to “get to the bottom of the grave abuses involved in the bogus ‘Russiagate’ scandal” and went on to spout racist tropes from the 1980s about criminal gangs and “drug pushers” and defended the propriety of using teargas on non-violent protestors because sometimes the government has to “disperse an unlawful assembly, and sometimes, unfortunately, peaceful protesters are affected by that.”

Luckily, Bill Barr won’t have to hear any of the criticism, though. Back in his Fox cocoon, the reviews were great! And that’s all that matters.

Written Statement of William P. Barr Attorney General [Testimony to House Judiciary Committee, July 28, 2020]


Elizabeth Dye (@5DollarFeminist) lives in Baltimore where she writes about law and politics.

More Biglaw Layoffs Are Coming, But Associates Might Not Have To Worry

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I’m struggling with the moral end of it. We probably won’t reduce marketing and billers, but rather those administrative personnel that work with the lawyers that are not revenue producing.

— an Am Law 100 law firm leader, speaking anonymously about the fact that their firm is “overstaffed,” specifically in terms of legal secretaries and legal administrative assistants, and suggesting that there may be more layoffs to come.


Staci ZaretskyStaci Zaretsky is a senior editor at Above the Law, where she’s worked since 2011. She’d love to hear from you, so please feel free to email her with any tips, questions, comments, or critiques. You can follow her on Twitter or connect with her on LinkedIn.

Taming The Privilege Log

While privilege review may very well be the most expensive component of discovery review, preparing a privilege log is likely the most daunting task performed in discovery review. There is just no way in getting around creating a log if you want to protect privileged communications. And there is no use in rushing through the process. A hastily crafted privilege log could expose you to the possibility of protracted discovery disputes and even waiver of privilege. There are, however, ways to make privilege logging less complicated, expensive, and risky.

Be Methodical

As any attorney knows, when you claim privilege for any document, you take up the responsibility to provide sufficient information justifying that privilege indeed applies. FRCP Rule 26(b)(5) specifically requires that for any information being withheld from discovery as privileged, parties must expressly make the claim of this privilege, while also describing the nature of the documents that will not be produced.

In practice, this means creating a privilege log containing information for each document withheld including corresponding date, author, recipients, document description, general subject matter, attorneys involved, and what type of privilege is being asserted. Being consistent and methodical in your description of privileged documents, individually and as a set, is key to developing a defensible privilege log. If you’d like to learn how to automate the privilege log creation process, check out “Automate to Accelerate: Streamline Privilege Workflows with H5 Matter Analytics®,” presented by H5 in partnership with Oasis Discovery.

Be Savvy

It all sounds straightforward enough at first, but once the set of documents you are claiming privilege for begins to number in the thousands or tens of thousands, a whole new complexity is introduced. Ensuring that names and email addresses (of attorneys and other key players) are formatted and categorized consistently across the log quickly becomes a major headache, for example.

Additionally, being able to scale the generation of document descriptions across all logged documents can become its own logistical project to manage and oversee. Luckily, setting up a standardized workflow with technology aids like name normalization can allow you to automatically populate elements of a privilege log from your review platform with already available document metadata. This can give you a leg up and help to avoid classic pitfalls and inconsistencies in privilege log development.

Be Specific

Although technology can help with the heavy lifting, it’s really human finesse and detail-orientation that helps to ensure that you are providing sufficient factsemonstrate the privileged nature of withheld information. For attorney-client privilege, being specific about the legal advice that is being requested, provided or discussed is important. For work-product privilege, clarify that the document was prepared in anticipation of litigation. Automation really helps, of course, but you need a solid process and a well-trained and well-coordinated team to get you to the finish line.

 Be Cooperative

Also, cooperation with opposing early on regarding privilege log requirements goes a long way to paving a smooth road to the finish. If you can arrive at an agreement on key questionsike whether email threads can be logged as a single entries, or even more global questions like whether a categorical privilege log (rather than a document-by-document log) will suffice given the characteristics of the case and document population, life will be a whole lot easier. Additionally, since jurisdictions differ on specific privilege log rules, it’s important to consult on local rules to ensure you are in alignment with requirements.

The key to successful privilege logging is being deliberate about the process you set-up and implement, and specific about the tools and resources you are integrating into it. As with so many things in life, preparation is key. Privilege logging isn’t really a task you can jump into and figure out as you go along. If you plan your privilege logging at the start of the review, you may find that you’ll have some well-deserved breathing room at the end, when you may really need it.

Bar Exams Asking Cute COVID Hypos Because They Hate You

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If you’re taking the bar exam this week and worried about contracting a disease that continues to spread like wildfire around the country, don’t worry! The bar examiners have you covered with their, um, lack of masks and crowded spaces.

But they hear your concerns and wrote a test to provide you a little bit of mirth! How about some jokes about the very disease hanging over the whole proceeding? That’s what Oklahoma’s got for you:

Read the f**king room, people.

Seriously, this is in profoundly bad taste when, statistically, some applicants will have lost an acquaintance if not a close friend or family member to this illness. This is the sort of question that accomplishes little more than anxiety and trauma in some examinees. And given the disproportionate spread of the disease through minority communities, it’s also more likely than not that any adverse impact would befall applicants of color making it a racist move for good measure.

And some people scoffed when I said bar examiners just treat this as a pageant for their own amusement.

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HeadshotJoe Patrice is a senior editor at Above the Law and co-host of Thinking Like A Lawyer. Feel free to email any tips, questions, or comments. Follow him on Twitter if you’re interested in law, politics, and a healthy dose of college sports news. Joe also serves as a Managing Director at RPN Executive Search.

ExamSoft Hoped To Scrub Web Of Article Suggesting It Was A Hacking Risk TWO MONTHS AGO

By now we all have heard from ExamSoft that the Michigan bar exam’s “technical glitch” was really a “sophisticated” cyberattack. It’s the sort of news that doesn’t fill one with confidence as more states move bar exams online.

But it turns out that pride does in fact come before the fall.

From Luis Villa:

It’s hard not to have a little sympathy for the poor ExamSoft marketer. A lot has changed in 12 years and it’s only logical as the vendor got tapped by states to run online bar exams that it would want its web footprint to focus on today’s product and not something from over a decade ago. The problem is the issues highlighted back then are apparently still real risks.

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HeadshotJoe Patrice is a senior editor at Above the Law and co-host of Thinking Like A Lawyer. Feel free to email any tips, questions, or comments. Follow him on Twitter if you’re interested in law, politics, and a healthy dose of college sports news. Joe also serves as a Managing Director at RPN Executive Search.

Indiana Junks Online Bar Exam Format, Will Run Test Over Email

While Michigan’s ExamSoft platform got hacked, Indiana’s ILG-based platform never got off the ground at all. Testing on Friday wouldn’t work and the state delayed the exam a week to work out the kinks.

But reports indicated that this week’s tests weren’t any more successful than last week’s and the Indiana Supreme Court has pulled the plug entirely. By way of an order released moments ago, the Indiana bar exam will now be open book and run over email.

The inimitable Bar Exam Tracker got the order (attached on the next page):

The Court now finds that it is not possible to administer the remate bar exam on August 4 using the format promised by the vendor. Any further effort to test the testing software or to continue the exam a second time would be a disservice to applicants. The Court further finds that the pandemic conditions continue to prevent a large-scale, in-person examination of all applicants currently registered for the exam.

How will this work? Applicants will get questions over email… they’ll reply to that email with the answer. That’s it. Fully open book, no proctoring at all. The exam schedule will be as follows:

8:25 a.m. (EDT): Short answer questions received.
11:30 a.m. (EDT): Short answer responses submitted.
12:40 p.m. (EDT): Essay examination questions received.
4:45 p.m. (EDT): Essay examination responses submitted.

Kind of makes you wonder why we need a bar exam at all in that case, doesn’t it?

Check out the whole order on the next page.

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Earlier: Online Bar Exam Software Still Not Working On Friday, Test On Tuesday


HeadshotJoe Patrice is a senior editor at Above the Law and co-host of Thinking Like A Lawyer. Feel free to email any tips, questions, or comments. Follow him on Twitter if you’re interested in law, politics, and a healthy dose of college sports news. Joe also serves as a Managing Director at RPN Executive Search.