I realize without the swift actions of police officers, some extremely dangerous people would commit heinous acts of violence. I recognize there are a great number of children rescued from unspeakable acts of abuse and that police officers are often literal angels in their lives. I acknowledge the incredible toll it takes on a person to witness the dark side of humanity every day. I am grateful for courageous acts of well-meaning officers just trying to make a difference in the world and understand the intent behind their career choice. That being said: I‘d be lying if I claimed to be an avid supporter of the police.
The facade of the “real world” is something not often acknowledged. It’s always been there, yet we deny it exists in the monotony of what has become our day-to-day life. A life full of “If only’s” and voids we try filling with meaningless possessions and superficial tally marks. All we will have to account for our time here on earth. Days we spent working for some corporation that would replace us for taking one too many sick days to be spent with a terminally ill loved one. This is the “real” world we have been brainwashed to believe in; and by believing it’s real —in a way, means it actually is.