Why Do We Do What We Do?

Fifty years after graduating from law school is a good time for reflection. In the past couple of weeks I thought about why I became a lawyer. My reflection was prompted by reading The Katharina Code by Jørn Lier Horst in which Norwegian Chief Inspector William Wistering is asked by a neighbour, Martin Haugen, about his choice of career.

On why we do what we do Wistering says:

“I enjoy it,” he replied. “I like to think I contribute to bringing about justice. When someone takes another person’s life, they have to know someone will come after them and hold them accountable. If no one did this job, then we’d have a society where the rights of the strongest would prevail.”

His comment brought to mind Harry Bosch’s motto “everybody counts or nobody counts”. In an article in the Chicago Tribune in 2012 Michael Connelly speaks about the phrase: 

"The reality is that detectives are not always investigating the murders of their girlfriends or people they know," says Connelly, who took up writing crime after several years as a police reporter at the Los Angeles Times, in an interview. "They have to make impersonal cases personal, and I gave Harry that ability. He comes to a crime scene, and his client, if you will, is dead. It's the unfairness of what's happened to that person that makes him angry, and gives him that relentless drive to find out what happened and zero in on whoever was responsible. As he always says, everybody counts or nobody counts."

A link to my post on “everybody counts or nobody counts” is below.

Wistering then provided a more personal reason for becoming and staying a police officer:

“What’s more, I think it’s exciting,” Wisting added. “I could easily have said I became a policeman because I wanted to make the world a better place, to make a difference, but when all is said and done, it’s really because of a fascination with serious crimes.” 

I became a lawyer not for any grand ambitions about justice or making the world a better place. It was because I did not want to be a teacher or be employed by the government. Those seemed to be the jobs available with a history degree. Even in the 1970’s I sensed there were more people with Master’s and Ph.D’s in History than were employable using their degrees. I had marks good enough to get into law school and thought it could be interesting. 

When I started law school I realized I liked the challenges of law - its interpretation and application. 

When I started articling and then working as a lawyer in private practice the words of Wistering above applied to me.

I liked using the law to help people.

I found going to court exciting. I have always loved sports. Going to court was a new type of competition. I know few litigators who are not competitive persons.

I have also enjoyed being a lawyer as the work is not routine. Certainly there is repetition but there is a continuing stream of new clients with problems and issues that are varied and often complex. 

I do not think I would have enjoyed a job where the work is the same from day to day, month to month, year to year.

I found driving a tractor on the farm as a teenager and young man the most boring job of my life. I found it hard to stay focused going up and down a field all day. At that time it was an open tractor and there was no ability to have a radio or cell phone or other electronic device on the tractor. Current tractors let the operators have communication.

Motivations for work a person choses come in so many different ways. I would be interested in hearing from readers on why you do what you do or why you did what you did. 

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Horst, Jørn Lier - (2025) - The Katharina Code

Everybody Counts or Nobody Counts

The Katharina Code by Jørn Lier Horst translated by Anne Bruce

(39. - 1282.) The Katharina Code by Jørn Lier Horst translated by Anne Bruce - Norwegian Chief Inspector William Wisting is reviewing the file of Katharina Haugen. It has been a year since he last looked at the file. Twenty-four years have passed since Katharina disappeared. He keeps hoping that “he would discover a detail he had previously overlooked, or spot a connection he had not made before”.

Most puzzling is a piece of paper found on her kitchen table. On the paper are “a series of numbers arranged along three vertical lines”. Police experts, military cryptologists and foreign experts have failed to solve what has been named “The Kaharina Code”.

Wisting carries on with life. He enjoys time with his daughter, Line, and his granddaughter, Amalie. Still he meets with Katharina's husband, Martin Haugen, each year on the anniversary of Katharina’s disappearance.

Why were there fourteen red roses in her house beside an ornament?

He looks for lies in the material:

Lies were an element of every investigation. Everyone lied. It was seldom a matter of downright untruths, but most people avoided the unvarnished truth in some way or another.

On this anniversary Martin is not at home and Wisting cannot find him.

Adrian Stiller from the Cold Case Unit of the Kripos - a special agency in the Norwegian Police Service - comes to the detachment to lead a new investigation into the kidnapping of Nadia Krogh who also disappeared. New technology has enabled the unit to find an important connection with Katharina’s case.

Wisting describes Martin as withdrawn and good-natured to Stiller.

Stiller, backed by senior officers, wants Wisting to become close to Martin and gain his confidence. He is to get Martin to confide in him.

Stiller is a manipulative man. Wanting a series of stories on Nadia’s kidnapping he arranges for Wisting’s daughter, Line, a journalist at the VG newspaper to be chosen to write the stories.

Wisting will have to keep secret from Line his investigation into Martin.

Thus there is a police task force re-investigating Nadia’s case and a VG team questioning individuals with personal knowledge of Nadia.

I found having the father, the detective, and the daughter, the journalist, investigating different parts of the same case fascinating.

I admire Wistering and the Norwegian police for getting authorization to do covert searches. Not for them the American way of fictional police breaking in because it is more expedient. The Norwegian way is just as efficient in solving crime and promotes respect for the law.

It is a wonderfully complex case.

As I read the book I thought about the cold cases of Harry Bosch. His careful thoughtful review of old police files would provide the break that led to resolution of the case. Wisting’s equally detailed examination of the files he knows so well and the consequences of a current domestic violence conviction lets him break open the case. That the break involves books was very clever. It was also very credible.

The police use a combination of electronics and personal contacts to build their case. 

The code is solved with careful thought. Its design was ultimately simple but unless you had the key impossible to decipher. It was a brilliant concept.

Tension builds as the police learn more of the past. Great secrets are hard to live with in fiction and real life.

Bruce's translation was excellent. The plot flowed.

I bought the book because it was the 2019 winner of the Petrona Award for Best Translated Scandinavian Crime Novel. Horst is a talented writer and I will read more of his work.

Widows and Orphans by Kate Hilton and Elizabeth Renzetti

(37. - 1280.) Widows and Orphans by Kate Hilton and Elizabeth Renzetti - Cat Conway is a reporter for the Quill and Packet newspaper in Port Ellis in the tri-lakes area of Ontario’s cottage country. She is covering the Welcome, Goddess wellness retreat where her mother, Marian, is talking on “work-life balance and avoiding burnout”.

Cat’s article on vaccine avoidance has brought out the very vocal anti-vaxers and complaints to advertisers of the newspaper. The paper is at risk. Those who dislike the paper call it the Shill and Racket. A group of them known as “the convoy” are camping out on the edge of the town. They had been ardent supporters of “The Convoy” that shut down Ottawa for weeks during Covid.

The conference is featuring the world’s best selling poet, Clarity K. She is a striking woman wearing a “flowing ivory cloak with an enormous hood” and “glowing silver hair surrounded a smooth, youthful face”. 

The cloak is made of the “plushest cashmere” which was ethically sourced from a small collective of women in Nepal. It is her Creativity Cocoon.

Marian is furious that an interviewer cancelled their interview about her new book, Grit and Gumption, to go to see Clarity K “giving an impromptu lesson in free verse in the Canoe Salon”.

Marian may be 72 but her energy abounds. She only eats carbs once a month and on her husband’s birthday. She was a management consultant, “cable news pundit on issues of gender and work” and a bestselling author on “midlife empowerment”.

Bliss and Bree founded Welcome, Goddess and post very popular podcasts. Bliss, at least, has succumbed to the health conspiracy theorists of the pandemic.

There is chaos at the retreat when Bliss is found dead at the base of a famed scenic lookout near the resort hosting the conference.

Another journalist from Cat’s paper interviews “weepers” - upset witnesses to a disturbing event.

Clarity hosts a group to SkyWord in memory of Bliss. It is an amazing scene. Participants light sparklers and spell out a message in the sky in the streaks of light created by the sparklers. Even more remarkable, with a camera you “can create still images from the long exposure setting and then use an app to flip them so that you can read them”.

Inspector Cheryl Bell is not one to engage in flights of fancy. (I borrow the phrase for this post from fellow blogger and friend, Margot Kinberg, who has used it in her blog for special, often whimsical, posts.) Bell is carefully assembling information from what happened on the night Bliss died.

Cat interviews Clarity after the death of Bliss. Clarity wants “to contribute to a healing dialogue” and get on record she “had no knowledge of the tragic events of the last few days”.

There is a frightening video circulated in which Cat is making wild threats against Mayor Gerry Halloran. She is shocked as she never made the threats. Fortunately, it is quickly exposed as a deepfake. We are entering a world where video is less and less reliable.

Though Cat is 45 her relationship with her mother is fraught with issues both past and present.

It turns out the Welcome, Goddess world has as much corporate intrigue and conflict as any other large business.

A white board is needed by the journalists at the Quill to list all the suspects.

There is constant irony, subtle sarcasm and wit through the book. 

It reminded me of the conference in Susan Juby’s book by subtly mocking current societal passions and Conor Kerr’s biting portrayal of the business of indigenous activism.

I was a little disappointed that the authors chose to describe characters from the “convoy” in unflattering physical terms. I appreciated that they do not spare the pretensions of the “wellness” advocates but they are attractive people.

Reading about the Quill & Packet was painful. I have witnessed the decline of a strong local newspaper to oblivion. I wrote for the Melfort Journal for 38 years. Now it is a free newspaper with barely a story on life in Melfort.

I enjoyed Widows and Orphans. It is a well written book that credibly examines issues related to wellness and science in the midst of a strong mystery. The ending is excellent. 

Glitter in the Dark by Olesya Lyuzna

(36. - 1279.) Glitter in the Dark by Olesya Lyuzna - New York City in the early 1920’s. Ginny Dugan has come from Kansas to make her mark on the world. Her sister, Dottie, is a leading Ziegfeld Follies performer.

Life is a blur for Ginny. Harlem speakeasies, Ample champagne and whiskey. Lovely bright dresses. Beautiful people. Late nights at clubs and parties. Starks’ Headache Powders early in the morning to ease hangovers and get her up to face the day at Photoplay where she works on her “advice” column. She prides herself on being on time to work every morning.

The Follies are the biggest show in the city. Young women from across America desperately want to be a Ziegfeld star.

We think life in the 21st Century is a rush. 1920’s New York City life rivals our time for filling days and nights with activity.

Ginny is determined to get a big story which will propel her into the lucrative ranks of famous journalists. 

She will risk her life for a scoop. Her virtue is long gone. Her integrity is shaky.

She has her flaws. She betrays relationships with affairs that are lacking in love.

Watching a famed singer, Josephine, being dragged from a Harlem club gives her chance for a scoop. She swiftly learns the dangers of asking unwanted questions.

She learns the hard way that:

Things can go south real fast …

Lyuzna is quick with colourful phrases. Ginny survived “the old bullet shower” when she tried to stop Josephine’s abduction.  

A determined but modestly successful private detective specializing in cheating husbands, Jack Crawford, wants to take over her case. His creased felt hat, drab suit and scuffed shoes define his status. He aspires to be a hard boiled detective.

Before there was fentanyl there was “pep powder”. An exhausted Ginny needing energy takes the “pep powder”. The drug gives her a jolt but it is extraordinarily dangerous. She knows no more about the drug than it is illegal and powerful. She has moved from alcohol and recreational marijuana to hard drugs.

Her addiction to taking risks is becoming reckless.

Ginny is fierce but physical confrontations with strong men go badly.

In a cynical city Ginny refuses to give up. She will find Josephine no matter the cost.

Yet how can she find the kingpin of the drug trade? Those who know refuse to tell her. She must know him. It has to be someone who is part of the music business.

Lyuzna keeps the story moving briskly. She is a talented writer who demonstrated her writing skills in the first 300 pages.

The climax was semi-Hollywood. I struggled with it. I expect a better finish to Lyuzna's next book.

Lyuzna created an incredible atmosphere in the book drawing the reader into the excitement and risks of 1920’s New York City. New York City glitters in the night but all that glitters is a facade.

I loved Ginny. She is a hard boiled dame without a gun.