Originally from Alternatives to the High Cost of Litigation

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Forty-three years ago, I found myself as a 19-year-old practicing Jew face-to-face with a college of a world-renowned English university. For no apparent reason, a law teacher decided that I needed to be taught by a barrister who came up to the college on a Saturday, rather than one of the 50 or so qualified faculty members who could more easily have done the job.

Since the same university continued to hold compulsory law and other faculty exams on a Saturday until some years afterward, equally for no reason, readers can draw their own conclusions about a more general cultural problem within the institution.

I researched the options open to me and discovered that, if I did not like what the college was offering, I could always appeal to “The Visitor.” He was the Archbishop of York, traditionally the second most senior postholder in the Church of England. More important, I knew that he was dying.