About 1L

1L is the web log of Andrew Eastman, a student at the Saint Louis University School of Law. It’s a working title.

Andrew is a graduate of Dartmouth College, where he was a member of the rugby team and wrote poorly for The Dartmouth Review. After college, Andrew moved to Boston to work in public relations; he has since retired from it.

1L is meant to provide, in addition to snarky conservatism, an unequal mix of fluff, commentary, reviews, opinion, and guest writing.

Andrew Eastman, editor & brooding outdoorsman.

16 Responses to About 1L

  1. SP says:

    Hello Andrew,
    Thanks for the mention on your site. Keep up the good work.

  2. Kaustubh says:

    you have good collection of articles here and some of the articles which you have collected from else where are very good. I would not have found them if it were not for your blog.


  3. Bumby says:

    Hello Andrew, While my grammar might be considered to be as you would put it “Abysmal” I have found that I tend to think in the Southern vernacular, thus my writing reflects this at times. My blog is not about events or things, but about my thoughts and feelings.
    Life is messy and so, some times my writing is as well.
    I put the punctuation where I want you to stop and pause in your reading, as though we were having a face-to-face conversation. I am using this comment form because you don’t have a contact form, if you wish to reply please use the contact form and not the comment form on my site. I do want to thank you for stopping by my site.
    Always Bumby

  4. Andrew Eastman says:

    You’re sure you went to Princeton?

    Writing isn’t life; it’s writing. It doesn’t have to be messy. Life is messy because it happens while we’re busy living. Writing happens while we’re busy writing, which is different.

    You’re not writing with one hand while you drive a little sports car down a windy cliff, are you? If not, take the time to check your commas before you dash something off for public view. (And if you are writing with one hand and driving down mountains with the other, then you win… I’m impressed.)

    But really, attend to the simple things: you’ve signed yourself “Always Bumby.” There’s no comma between “Always” and “Bumby.” Are you concluding a letter, or making sure we know that your name is always Bumby, and never changes to Bill or Fred or Thomas?

    Thomas Jefferson, by the by, likely thought and spoke in a modified “Southern vernacular.” Yet, the Declaration of Independence knows how to start and stop a sentence. What is it about your own version that demands the capitalization of random words?

    What prompted my comment on your blog is that you’re hocking a Princeton diploma of dubious authenticity as some kind of critical credential. My impression is that you derive from your degree some entre as a “preppy” blogger. “I went to Princeton, I know this stuff, I live the life, listen to me.” Winston Churchill might say: up with that, I cannot put.

    For a moderate fee, I’ll edit your blog. That’s likely the best thing for both of us.

    • Gentle Slaughter says:

      Utter hilarity. I have not heard that good of a retort since last Thanksgiving when my aunt, fed up with the banter from child-things in the family compound basement (where we play ‘happy fingers), and cooked them up properly later drying them out into distinguished Boston Cracked shoes.

      Well played Andrew…well played.

  5. You’re a jack of all trades! Who’d a thought by scrolling through your posts you’d be an outdoorsy type of man.

  6. Andrew Eastman says:

    Thanks for reading and for your comment. The picture on this section was taken at a good friend’s family farm in Iowa. They rent most of the land to hog farmers but keep a couple plots open for pheasant hunting.

  7. Chris says:

    As a Mizzou alum and current NYC resident, I applaud your seeming mix of urban flair and outdoors bite. Well done!

  8. Andrew Eastman says:

    Chris, thanks for reading and commenting. I like St. Louis for its mix of those two things… we’ve got about as many duck-hunting clubs here as country clubs, and the prep school crowd drinks Busch out of camo cans.

  9. Vern Trotter says:

    Always good to hear from St. Louis where I was born; my dad Bill Trotter pitched for both the Cardinals and Browns in addition to the Washington Senators. Hottest summers in the country there!

    You might know my friend Gerald (Jerry) Warren, a lawyer in Clayton. He is also a hunter. We both grew up in Fairfield IL.

    All the best,

    W. Vernon Trotter
    Midtown Manhattan, New York

  10. Andrew Eastman says:

    Mr. Trotter,

    Thanks for the note. Glad to hear from you, and yes: rough summers here. How’d you get from St. Louis and Fairfield to Manhattan? (I was in Midtown recently and made it to J. Press and Paul Stuart, though I couldn’t stretch my law student budget beyond one new bow tie.)

    I don’t know Jerry Warren, but I grew up in Clayton and it’s a very attorney-heavy part of town. It’s hard to turn around on a Clayton street corner without bumping into a lawyer.



  11. Very informative. Keep them coming….

  12. Sarah says:


    I am posting a comment here, because I could not find any contact information for you. Great blog! My husband and I are huge Buckley fans. We actually found your blog trolling the internet for Buckley information. =) We are also Plimpton fans. Our library is named after WFB and we are screening the Plimpton! movie in it next month. Do you know if they ever met? I was hoping to find a picture of them somewhere, but can’t manage to. I know that they ran in different political circles, but was wondering if you knew anything more?

    Thank you!

    • Andrew Eastman says:

      Sarah: Thanks for reading and for your comment. I hope you check back often. No, I don’t know if they ever met. Being lights of New York’s literary circle, I’d imagine they ran into each other at least occasionally – but that’s conjecture. I don’t know of any picture that proves it. Re. politics: despite their differences in ideology, I think both belonged to a more forgiving time, in which political allegiances weren’t a uniform people refused to ever take off. Some of WFB’s greatest friendships crossed party lines. Check out Chris Buckley’s book about his father, Losing Mum and Pup. Great stories, including one in which the Buckleys have Ted Kennedy as their guest in Gstaad. He asks to borrow a car to run errands in town and Pat Buckley says something like “Certainly not. There are three bridges between here and there.”

  13. Vern Trotter says:


    I am passing your name on to Jerry Warren who, as I stated a few years ago, is an attorney in Clayton. He knew Bill Buckley personally and I think you would enjoy meeting him.

    Jerry also collects antiques and is into Spy prints and the like, is a hunter and an arch conservative.

    All the best,

    Vernon Trotter
    New York

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