Her Toxic Desire
As I worked, I thought about the word equity.
In the glass towers of London, "equity" was a financial instrument. It was a share, a payout, a partner’s cut of the spoils. It was a math equation applied to human effort, designed to ensure that those at the top always accumulated more than they spent. But the original, historical roots of the Law of Equity—the ones I had studied with a fiery, naive passion before the firm had ground it out of me—were entirely different. Equity was born out of the rigidity of the common law. It was created to provide relief when the strict application of rules resulted in a gross unfairness. It was the law of conscience.
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