In case you haven’t noticed, I am not a big fan of conventional immigration attorney advertising. The Statue of Liberty has turned green from all the tears she shed over the profanation of her image. Visual clichés are often replaced by logical fallacies, such as combining years of experience of all partners and associates to arrive at an absurd, meaningless number, as if it were possible to build a giant by stacking up midgets; or referring to some obscure rating systems whose foundations are shrouded, if not in outright mystery, then in shamelessly calculated obfuscation. When the only thing that matters, in my humble opinion, is your specific results; preferably, enough of them to conclude that you haven’t just gotten lucky once or twice. The rest is bullshit.