I’m at that weird age where every younger person I meet makes me realize how much l've aged, and every older person I meet makes me realize I'm still a baby.
have you ever read something so beautifully written that you lowkey get jealous of the author's writing skills? it's like you wish you had a way with words just like them.
This story gets so much worse. Apparently this all started because police were called out for a disturbance after her husband broke their tv out of anger after finding out his brother was killed by Israel in Gaza. The husband is Palestinian. When the police were taking him into custody his wife stopped them because she wanted to accompany him and that is when the officer threw her on the ground for “interference.” The couple was cooperative with the police the entire time and yet this is how they were treated.
She delivered the baby prematurely because of the physical trauma on her body but thankfully both she and the baby survived and are in good health. She easily could have miscarried.
This entire police department should be investigated and that officer should be arrested and charged with aggravated assault.
Its changed the way I write school papers. Sometimes, I add typos on purpose cause TAs will see an em dash and then you’re sitting in an office describing your writing process to the prof. 😭
do you ever notice yourself getting bad again. like, you know you’re not doing work that needs to be done, you know you’re not cleaning, you know you’re not taking care of yourself, you know all the things you need to do to start trying to feel better. but you just can’t
Instead of worrying that humanities degrees don’t prepare students for jobs in today’s world [product managers finance consultants startups], we should worry that we’ve created a world with such little value for literature, art, philosophy—anything that expresses the human soul