there is nothing separating us but a few inches of cold metal, through which his questions stream like water through a sieve.
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there is nothing separating us but a few inches of cold metal, through which his questions stream like water through a sieve.
by Michael Barron
The End of Policing took an old debate of the left—that the current policing system is systemically prejudiced and that it is up to communities, not police, to reconsider a more just system of public safety—and organized it into a comprehensive argument for mainstream America.
