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relating to many different issues, including race, gender, sex, sexuality, and class. The most overt discrimination that I have faced has been based on being bisexual. This has been exacerbated by the fact that some of my scholarship is about sexuality. In this short Article, I focus on discrimination in law school hiring based on bisexuality. The topic is important because discrimination against bisexuals in the legal academy (and elsewhere) is little understood and often invisible. Additionally, because it was the type of discrimination that was the most apparent to me in the hiring process, I have important insights to share about it. Furthermore, the invisibility and lack of understanding of bisexuality mean that even people who are broad-minded and committed to social justice may discriminate against bisexuals without realizing it.

The following is not by way of apology, I just want to set the record straight. Diaries offer a view from somewhere - a perspective that is usually skewed, partial and incomplete. They are subjective reflections on a particularly situated experience. So let me begin from the beginning:I moved to Palestine early in September 2000. Two weeks later, the Intifada broke out. I had come to Palestine after finishing my PhD in the U.S. and working as a corporate lawyer in London. I had gone there with some vague urge "to be useful" - and if I thought being useful in Palestine meant saying farewell to middle-class life, I was soon proven wrong. For over a year I was teaching at Birzeit University and working as a legal adviser with the PLO Negotiations Support Unit. My interactions were mostly with middle-class Palestinians, sometimes the post-Oslo elite, often foreigners, seldom with the poor living in refugee camps. I lived in Al-Tireh, an upper-middle-class neighborhood in Ramallah. I had access to a car with yellow license-plates. Yellow was a very important color there. It meant I could drive my car anywhere I wanted, to Jerusalem and beyond - unlike most Palestinians, who had green license plates and, hence, could not drive outside the cantons created by the Oslo Accords. I had a foreign passport, which meant I could leave the Occupied Territories whenever I wanted to through Tel Aviv airport – again, unlike most Palestinians, who could not use the airport without first applying for a security permit.