Counterpoint
I have spent a good deal of time since graduating from law school nearly eight years ago pondering an existential question: Why have I chosen to practice family law?
It is difficult. It is emotional. It is messy. Is it true that all I am doing is rending asunder a sacred vow for my own personal monetary gain? Why do I do this work?
My existential angst was further exacerbated by Gail Rosenblum's March 8 column ("Rare consensus is behind bill to enforce balance in custody cases").
It pointed out that the common perception, apparently widely held across the political spectrum, is that the family court system in Minnesota is broken, and that unscrupulous attorneys like me are profiteering by fomenting conflict between parents in custody cases.
Fortunately, we have the white knight of the Legislature to march in to impose a custody presumption, thereby preventing us ne'er-do-wells from manufacturing conflict.
I wish that I could believe a physical custody presumption presented a panacea, but I view blaming the court system and the attorneys as tantamount to blaming the chemotherapy for killing the patient.
The courts and attorneys are not the cancer. Parental conflict is the cancer. Legislating the treatment will not cure the disease.