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We believe that curiosity shouldn’t require a research grant or hours of free time. Forget the stuffy legal journals; the AI Law blog is a sanctuary for those who love to learn on the go. While we have a passion for making sense of peculiar laws and historic cases, we refuse to be confined by them. Our journey might lead us to the heart of a powerful documentary, the quiet world of a short story, or the unexpected brilliance of a new idea. Our promise is to seek out these gems and share them with you, creating moments of insight that fit seamlessly into your day. This is your curated dose of the fascinating, delivered daily.
Author’s Note
My inspiration, the ghost haunting these pages is Pythagoras. Yes, the triangle guy. My obsession began when I learned he undertook a pilgrimage to Egypt for the ancient world’s version of an Ivy League education — a feat he managed without the convenience of planes, trains, or Google Maps.
Gocha Okreshidze
Jul 233 min read
Field Notes on a Sunday
The neighbors in Champaign have deployed their party tent again. It sits on the lawn like a makeshift embassy of good times, broadcasting a generic bassline into the night. I pointed my phone at it twice, hoping Shazam could identify the tribe’s official anthem, but even the algorithm was stumped. The proper diplomatic protocol, I imagine, would be to present my credentials, go inside, and engage in some light-hearted American romance. Instead, I opted to remain an outside ob
Gocha Okreshidze
May 182 min read
Church Occupied by Devils
ChatGPT has become the very atmosphere we breathe, the guest of honor at every dinner party and the phantom at every terminal. Humanity is wielding its new Promethean fire for everything from legitimate scholarship to settling bets on whether a hotdog is a sandwich and cataloging the sins of their neighbors. The majority of these applications are, naturally, spectacularly misguided, attempts to coax from it things it cannot produce, like a soul or a decent joke.
Gocha Okreshidze
Apr 294 min read
Lawless Algorithm
It is a peculiar species of luck, I suppose, to find that after the attrition of nearly 400 litigations, I am still entombed in a classroom trying to understand how to get a lien on a car. I am surrounded by first, second, and third-year law students — fledglings debating the finer points of secured transactions. Academia has always been a cloister, a welcome sanctuary from the coliseum of practice.
Gocha Okreshidze
Apr 142 min read
Siuuu
Today was aggressively uneventful. The kind of day that seems determined to be average, as if it’s trying to make a statement about the futility of expecting otherwise. Except there was… a moment. A fracture in the ordinary.
Gocha Okreshidze
Mar 123 min read
Dream a little, I'll dream on!
Today was the long-awaited Illinois Dreams event — a celebration of bankruptcy so passionate, it almost felt like we were worshipping insolvency itself. America’s finest bankruptcy professionals descended upon the university in a noble effort to educate the youth, answer questions, and maybe, if you were truly blessed by the gods of financial ruin, offer you a job.
Gocha Okreshidze
Feb 34 min read
X
I remember the opening salvo back in late summer. He was chauffeuring me to a burger bar — the only appropriate venue, apparently, to discuss the finer points of bankruptcy — when he launched into his favorite sermon: The Gospel of the Local Number.
Gocha Okreshidze
Jan 212 min read
A Tale of Two Cities
llinois is a very international place, in the same way that an airport lounge is — lots of different people passing through, no one entirely sure why the carpet looks like that. The university sprawls across Urbana and Champaign, which are technically two towns but have, over time, fused together like a pair of old socks that went through the dryer one too many times.
Gocha Okreshidze
Jan 132 min read
You Say Yes, I Say No
I’ve seen my fair share of fake trials. My career as a professional student and occasional lawyer has been littered with them. The starting pistol for my own mock trial marathon, I remember, was fired late but with alarming volume. It was somewhere near the end of my second year at TSU when a fellow student, with the earnest concern of a prophet of doom, asked if I had a job. At the time, I didn’t even have a phone.
Gocha Okreshidze
Dec 2, 20244 min read
Dr. Heisenberg
Money, it must be said, is the chief administrative burden of existence, a force whose gravitational pull borders on the obscene. I was reminded of this while watching an old YouTube artifact: a former mafioso, now rebranded as a moderate-Republican philosopher and life coach. His own father, he noted, had been what one might call a chairman of the board in that same family enterprise.
Gocha Okreshidze
Nov 4, 20242 min read
Chicago Trip: No Introduction
I spent the night listening to an audio recording of an American law review article called Managerial Judges. This masterpiece was on the list for my JSD qualifying exam, which means I should have read it weeks ago — except I was busy with my favorite hobbies: procrastination, poor time management, and, of course, the Chicago trip. By the time I finally forced myself to read it, I realized it was actually important.
Gocha Okreshidze
Oct 18, 20243 min read
“Megobari” Dinner
The Great Chicago Expedition of 2024 will go down in my personal history as a clarifying moment. It was the trip where I realized that certain circles are not my shape, and this particular alma mater might be less of a nurturing mother and more of a strange, distant aunt who sends you weird gifts. The logistics of the trip itself deserve their own epic poem, but today’s dinner at that Chicago law firm? A masterclass in… well, a masterclass in what it was.
Gocha Okreshidze
Oct 18, 20246 min read
What Goes Around, Comes Around
My weekend, you see, was a whirlwind of excitement spent wrestling with a textbook and its companion teacher’s manual. Truly riveting stuff. It was the kind of reading that makes you appreciate the structural integrity of your ceiling — a procedural snooze-fest disguised as substantive regulation. I measured my progress in yawns and “brief paroles” to the balcony for a breath of non-recycled air. Despite my Herculean effort to not fall into a micro-coma, I did notice somethin
Gocha Okreshidze
Oct 16, 20243 min read
A Small Update on Academic Encouragement
Professor Pigou continues to be a reliable source of... let’s call it ‘guidance.’
Gocha Okreshidze
Oct 4, 20242 min read
Abortion, Academia, and Other Factions
The national pastime of this 400-million-person country seems to be debating what a thin, 30-minute-read from the 18th century says about abortion. It’s all marketed as a great and complex legal question, of course. Every year, a fresh mountain of articles and books is published on the latest doctrinal shifts, conferences are held, and new theories are manufactured out of thin air.
Gocha Okreshidze
Sep 24, 20243 min read
According to Pythagoras, 3 Equals 4
Today, I left the women’s law classroom with the kind of optimism you only get before reality remembers to slap you. I was almost convinced I might land a job as a lawyer — or, failing that, perhaps as a lawyer’s assistant, filing papers and fetching bad coffee for someone with an actual career. Brimming with this hopeful delusion, I approached Professor Pigou. His reaction was — let’s call it politely deflating — and it sent me spiraling back into the archive of my questiona
Gocha Okreshidze
Sep 23, 20244 min read
Miracles of Modern Transit
My day began with a brief, bracing conversation with the morning air. I stepped out, inhaled its icy sermon, and promptly retreated. I was about to start packing when I recalled an email that had materialized in the wee hours. Someone wanted a chat before my grand departure.
Gocha Okreshidze
Sep 4, 20246 min read
Headless Bikes and Silent Theft: A Journey Through Urbana-Champaign
There’s a strange serenity in watching a world gently fall apart while everyone politely agrees not to notice. Here in Urbana-Champaign, Illinois, the most striking feature is the local public art: headless bicycles. They’re everywhere, like props from a surrealist horror film. You’ll see a perfectly good frame, still diligently locked to a post, but stripped of its wheels, seat, and handlebars, as if consumed by metallic piranhas in the night.
Gocha Okreshidze
Aug 29, 20244 min read
On Bankruptcy and Other Minor Frauds
Today marked the first day of Bankruptcy with the esteemed Professor Pigou. My body, apparently thrilled by the prospect of financial ruin, decided 6 a.m. was the perfect time to start the day. Sleep, clearly, was not on the syllabus.
Gocha Okreshidze
Aug 26, 20242 min read
What’s My Name?
The name of the bar escaped me, but its fish burger was a minor revelation, the potatoes a study in crispness. In conversation with Professor Pigou, as I worked my way through the flaky architecture of the fish, my mind unspooled, tracing the improbable path that had led me here.
Gocha Okreshidze
Aug 23, 20245 min read
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