The world is changing, many of you may have heard people talking about wanting to abolish the police, the unchecked violence perpetrated against POC communities finally being seen by the masses, people finally willing to hold others accountable. This cultural shift has the potential to enforce real change, which is incredibly exciting, though, admittedly, late. There is also a lot to talk about in this subject, but I am not qualified to do so. If you’re interested in learning more about the overall concept of abolishing the police I will leave some links below for you to check out, but what I would really like to talk about, potentially something I feel more qualified to speak on, is Brooklyn Nine Nine. First, let me just acknowledge the privilege I have, that when I heard about the concept one of the first places my mind went was cop-television. For those of you who don’t know, I love a good police procedural, and I’m not the only one. The sheer number of shows that take place in
As a kid, I was bullied for not being blond. In an act of rebellion, I dyed my hair black. It wasn't until after that that people started calling me emo. At the time, even my teacher, (who also dyed her hair black), said ‘Emilie, Halloween was over weeks ago.’ Causing the room to break into a fit of giggles. This perpetuated the idea that teasing me about my goth-ness, my ‘emo'-ness was hilarious. The problem, of course, wasn’t those terms. By themselves they’re just personal identifiers that can help a person express their style. The problem was they weren’t true to how I saw myself. Cynical, dark-humored, depressed, a person who looked better with dark hair than light hair, sure, but emo, goth. They alluded to a style I wasn’t trying to emulate. Trust me, those styles are cool but they take a lot more effort than I was putting into my look. I didn’t wear makeup, I wore a simple black t-shirt, maybe featuring some media I was fond of, and usually, jeans or leggings. Human expe