My three favourite cops 👮‍♂️💙

I present to you the three most important policemen in my life 💙. David Jones (Criminal Case) Chase McCain (Lego City Undercover) My cousin Enzo

Well that was unexpected…

Neighbors react to mental health call that ends with patrol car crash in St. Louis County, Missouri

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When a cop is a good cop, I back them… and we all know there are good cops out there

These cops are bullying P'sOS… and I do not back bullying P'sOS

Angie/Maddie🦇❥✝︎🇺🇸

Currently stanning Carlos' cop husband. I like to think this is the type of cop that Carl will grow up to be.

Good People Doing Good Things -- Just Watch!

I’m doing something a little bit different for today’s good people post … something I’ve done once or twice in the past.  This video shows brief clips of many, many people doing random acts of kindness … some are small and just fun, but a few will bring a tear to the eye of the staunchest curmudgeon.

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this but with kim and communist harry

Dear best friend,

𝟭𝟭 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗵𝘀. It’s been 11 months since I lost you. Suicide is such a horrible thing to cope with, because it’s preventable. If people could get the 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴 they need to proper mental healthcare, maybe things would have been different. You called me that night. I asked if you were good, and you told me you were great, you just wanted to chat for a second. You’d always 𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗲 if you weren’t okay. But you were great. So I told you I’d call you as soon as I got done taking my dog for a walk. … I forgot to call you back. It happened less than 2 hours after I told you I’d call you back. You should have 𝗧𝗢𝗟𝗗 me. Like you always did, all those times before when I’d head straight to your house and let you let it all out. I struggle with that so much, because I know I could have helped you that night, if I had known. I know I could’ve talked you down because I had before.

𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦? I would’ve dropped everything. You might still be here. I wouldn’t be having to send these unanswered texts to a phone that’s probably not even in service anymore. I wouldn’t be hanging out with you at your grave instead of at your house. In these 11 months, there have been so many times I reached to call you, to tell you something exciting or funny, or to break down myself.

But I can’t hear your voice anymore. You’ll never again tell me that everything is going to be okay. You’ll never make me laugh until I cry again. And I hate it. I hate it with every fiber of my being that I can’t hear your voice again in this life. I don’t want to wait 50 years down the road to see you again.

I ask myself so many questions. But the main question I ask myself is 𝘸𝘩𝘺. Why did you leave? Don’t get me wrong, I’m not angry. I could never be angry with you. I’ve tried. It’s not in me. Because in our 10 years of best friendship, I have never been mad or angry with you. You made that impossible. I’m a lot to handle sometimes, and yet you always knew exactly what to do to make me love you and forget about everything else.

I ask myself why again, why the mental healthcare system in our country failed you. Because it failed you so bad. You put your life on the line every single time you put that police uniform on, you’ve seen things and witnessed things on the job that 𝗡𝗢 𝗢𝗡𝗘 should ever have to be exposed to. So why could our country not give you a little bit back and help you when you needed help the most? I could talk all day about how fucked up our system is, but if I could do one thing with my life, I’d help those in the military, law enforcement, and first responders get access to the mental healthcare they so desperately need.

I don’t really know why I’m typing all of this out, because someone else has your number now, but I had to get it out of my brain somehow, at least for a few minutes. I think about you every day. I miss you every day. I love you every day. I wish you were here.

Love,

T💗

I know this is the Take Personal Responsibility for Systemic Issues website, but I keep seeing weirdly guilt trippy posts about libraries and ebook licenses, which are a labyrinth from hell and not actually something you personally need to feel guilty about. here are a few facts about ebook licenses you may not know:

in Libby/Overdrive, which currently operates in most US public libraries, ebook licenses vary widely in how much they cost and what their terms are. some ebooks get charged per use, some have a set number of uses before the license runs out, and others have a period of time they're good for (usually 1-2 years) with unlimited checkouts during that period before they expire. these terms are set by the publisher and can also vary from book to book (for instance, a publisher might offer two types of licenses for a book, and we might buy one copy of a book with a set number of uses we want to have but know won't move as much, and another copy with a one year unlimited license for a new bestseller we know will be really moving this year.)

you as a patron have NO way of knowing which is which.

ebook licenses are very expensive compared to physical books! on average they run about 60 bucks a pop, where the same physical book would cost us $10-15 and last us five to ten years (or much longer, if it's a hardcover that doesn't get read a lot.)

if your library uses Hoopla instead, those are all pay per use, which is why many libraries cap checkouts at anywhere between 2-10 per month.

however.

this doesn't mean you shouldn't use ebooks. this doesn't mean you should feel guilty about checking things out! we buy ebook licenses for people to use them, because we know that ebook formats are easier for a lot of people (more accessible, more convenient, easier for people with schedules that don't let them get into the library.) these are resources the library buys for you. this is why we exist. you don't need to feel guilty about using them!

things that are responsible for libraries being underfunded and having to stretch their resources:

government priorities and systemic underfunding of social services that don't turn a profit and aren't easily quantified

our society's failure to value learning and pleasure reading for their own sake

predatory ebook licensing models

things that are not responsible for libraries being underfunded:

individual patron behavior

I promise promise promise that your personal library use is not making or breaking your library's budget. your local politicians are doing that. capitalism is doing that. you are fine.

(if you want to help your local library, the number one thing you can do is to advocate for us! talk to your city or county government about how much you like the library. or call or write emails or letters. advocate for us locally. make sure your state reps know how important the library is to you. there are local advocacy groups in pretty much every state pushing for library priorities. or just ask your local librarian. we like to answer questions!

also, if you're in Massachusetts, bill h3239 would make a huge difference in letting us negotiate ebook prices more fairly. tell your rep to vote for it!)

I think another clear theme of Spiderverse is that, as we’re told in the first movie, anyone can be Spider-Man. But in the second movie, Miguel tells us that Spider-Man has rules. Certain things have to happen, certain people have to die, certain people aren’t meant to be Spider-Man. And the message there is that, once someone makes those kinds of rules, you run. Because it’s just not true. Anyone, literally anyone, can be Spider-Man. There is no requirement. We’ve been shown you don’t even need to be bitten by a spider!

And with the amount of people comparing Spiderverse to the queer experience, this is especially important. There are no rules to being queer. There are no labels that are exclusive. There are no labels that are even required. As soon as someone says you can’t be queer in a certain way, or certain identities don’t ‘count’ for whatever reason, you need to run. They are liars. There are no rules, and there never have been. You are queer because you said so, and this is your decision alone.

If you decide you’re Spider-Man, then you’re Spider-Man. And if you decide you’re going to save everyone you can, then you will. It’s as simple as that.

Prompt 163

Danny pinched the bridge of his nose, taking a deep breath, counting to ten and then letting it out. Why was this always his luck? Alright. Okay. Time to move again thanks to Dan pushing his body too far again, and ending up in his core. This was not how he was expecting to spend his days when he ghost-adopted his clone and sort-of son now actual son. Welp, he’ll throw a dart at the map to figure out where he’ll go next. 

Hm. Well, pack up Ellie! They’re moving to a place called Smallville, you always wanted a horse, right?

Embrace the truth

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