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Another Friday, another happy goat video.

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The biggest thing I’ve taken away from this project is something I’ll never be able to prove, but I’m convinced to my core: The lack of such a database is intentional. No government—not the federal government, and not the thousands of municipalities that give their police forces license to use deadly force—wants you to know how many people it kills and why.

It’s the only conclusion that can be drawn from the evidence. What evidence? In attempting to collect this information, I was lied to and delayed by the FBI, even when I was only trying to find out the addresses of police departments to make public records requests. The government collects millions of bits of data annually about law enforcement in its Uniform Crime Report, but it doesn’t collect information about the most consequential act a law enforcer can do.

I’ve been lied to and delayed by state, county and local law enforcement agencies—almost every time. They’ve blatantly broken public records laws, and then thumbed their authoritarian noses at the temerity of a citizen asking for information that might embarrass the agency. And these are the people in charge of enforcing the law.




"Do you understand me? I’m fucking everywhere now because you ballbags can’t get enough quaint jar action."

quaint jar action.



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I didn’t watch the VMAs last night but I’ll tell you something. I am outraged that Beyonce was given like 15 minutes to perform while last year freaking NYSYNC reunited after 10 of the longest years ever and they had 90 seconds to Bye Bye Bye. Get your shit together, MTV!

BFF selfie! Friday night Nats game with a great group. (at Nationals Park)


1969 Briar Patch- prepping for a stylish night, studying

I love this. So Sweet Briar!

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