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Yoga & Pancakes
[Beckett Harrington x Emma Carlyle Masterlist] 
Pairing: Beckett Harrington x Emma Carlyle (F!MC)
Other Characters: Shreya Mistry, Atlas Ernhardt
Book: The Elementalists
Word Count: ~900
Rating/Warnings: teen, suggestive language
Submitting to: @choicesmonthlychallenge ; @choicesficwriterscreations
Synopsis: Emma, Shreya, and Atlas run into Beckett at breakfast and Emma discovers a new Attuned food.
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"Let me guess—" Emma began, quieting Shreya's excited tone. "Some famous Attuned chef I've never heard of but who probably catered an event for you has prepared some incredibly magical treat for breakfast?"
Shreya pressed her hands to her hips, her smile falling slightly. "You make it sound so utterly dull." 
Emma opened her mouth to apologize, but Shreya continued. 
"You've been spending far too much time with Atlas. We've got to get you back to society."
"It's not me." Atlas shrugged. "Don't worry, Emma's still the sunshine of our group. She's just a little cranky this morning... she didn't get much sleep." 
"Is everything alright?" Shreya looked over her friend, beginning to think of healing spells. 
"I'm fine," Emma insisted, brushing off Shreya's worry, shooting her twin a quick don't you dare glance. She looped her arm with Shreya's pulling her forward.  "Now, let's go see what is so special about breakfast today. You were telling me about the chef and his specialties?"
"I wasn't but now that you asked—" Shreya began rambling off facts about the chef and private events she had catered. 
Emma smiled and nodded along, trying to keep her eyes open when she was desperate for a nap. Not looking where she was walking, she bumped into a tall student in line in front of her. "I'm sorry—" she began, recognizing his dark blue blazer before he even turned back.
"Emma?" Beckett couldn't help the smile spreading across his blushing freckled cheeks. "I did not think I would find you here. I thought you were  sleeping in."  
"Oh, yeah," Emma's cheeks warmed as her gaze shifted to Atlas for some help, but she merely found her twin smiling in amusement, watching their awkward encounter. 
"Why would you be sleeping in?" Shreya questioned with concern. "Are you sure you're feeling alright?"
"Oh, I think she's feeling just fine," Atlas smirked. "Just a little worn out from some early morning—or was it a late night—'yoga'." She added air quotes to the last word.
The hue across Beckett's face darkened at Atlas's words. 
"And here I thought 'yoga'"—she offered, using air quotes again, "—helped you relax, you seemed quite exhausted but very dreamy—" she mimed gagging, "—when you returned this morning at... what was it... 4:30 am?"
Emma chewed her lower lip. 
"Oh! OH!" Shreya's lips drew into a knowing smile of amusement. "No wonder you're tired. Keeping our girl up all night, Harrington? Impressive! I didn't think you had it in you. I bet you two worked up an appetite."
"I beg your pardon?" He didn't think his face could flush any darker.
"Okayyyy," Emma tried her best to move them along. "Look, we're next. Oooo, pancakes. I love pancakes. Pancakes are so delicious. Did I ever tell you the time when I was six and my parents made me pancakes shaped like a bunny for easter? Oh and they cut up bananas on the pancakes and added chocolate syrup, there's really no end to what you can do with pancakes. Strawberries on pancakes are also delicious. Did you know, pancakes—" 
The trio stared at her, Beckett in relief and Shreya and Atlas with amusement, her rambling words trailing away. 
"Would you like to say pancake one more time?" Atlas teased. "I don't think you've said it enough."
The cafeteria worker handed Emma a tray with 3 large, fluffy, circular pancakes. A look of disappointment fell on her face. "Huh, I expected more. They look just like tuneless pancakes."
"Oh, they're so much better!" Shreya announced gleefully as she guided them to a booth on the side.
"So when do I find out what makes these pancakes magical," Emma questioned. "If I eat them will confetti rain down? Will I make weird noises?"
"Not this time," Shreya replied. "These are no ordinary pancakes. They're shape-shifters. Watch this." She focused on the pancake on the top of her stack, concentrating on a single image in her mind. Slowly, before their eyes, the pancake transformed into the shape of a blossoming orchid. 
"Woah!" Emma marveled. "How?"
"It's a centuries-old recipe passed down. The chef has yet to reveal the secret, but I've been working on wearing her down. She can't say no to a Mistry forever."
Beckett didn't dare contradict her. Usually, he'd love bragging about his superior knowledge—it was rather a simple spell. He had learned it at the age of five— but right now, he didn't want the conversation shifting back to him or Emma. 
Emma focused on her pancake, her gaze momentarily shifting to Beckett, admiring the way the glowing sun kissed his face through the ornate stained glass windows. The pancake transformed into a heart, with a B + E appearing at the center. 
"Bleh—" Atlas choked, before picking up her pancake, which she had turned into a mace, dipping it in syrup, and biting off the end. 
"What are you going to make?" Emma questioned curiously of Beckett.
"I can think of something he could turn it into for her." Shreya wagged her brow, enjoying as the pair blushed. "Thinking about last night, Harrington? Be careful or you never know what might appear."
"Gross," Atlas mumbled through a mouth full of pancakes. "I'm trying to eat. I don't need any graphic "yoga" depictions popping up on the nerd's plate. It's bad enough I've seen them kiss. I can't stab my eyes out with a pancake dagger."
Shreya laughed, holding her hands up in a peaceful truce. Her mind quickly returned to the shopping trip she had scheduled next, the pancakes on her plate following suit, one turning into a long gown and the other a shopping bag. 
Emma and Beckett breathed easier as the conversation shifted. Laughter bubbled between them as the morning sun shimmered around the space. Despite the teasing, their free hands tangled together beneath the table. 
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This is just a silly little idea that popped into my head. It's not edited, so please forgive any mistakes.
My Atlas is demiro.
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Libby Spotlight: Popular Mysteries
Don’t Believe It by Charlie Donlea
The Girl of Sugar Beach is the most watched documentary in television history—a riveting, true-life mystery that unfolds over twelve weeks and centers on a fascinating question: Did Grace Sebold murder her boyfriend, Julian, while on a Spring Break vacation, or is she a victim of circumstance and poor police work? Grace has spent the last ten years in a St. Lucian prison, and reaches out to filmmaker Sidney Ryan in a last, desperate attempt to prove her innocence.
As Sidney begins researching, she uncovers startling evidence overlooked during the original investigation. Before the series even finishes filming, public outcry leads officials to reopen the case.
Delving into Grace's past, Sidney peels away layer after layer of deception. But as she edges closer to the real heart of the story, Sidney must decide if finding the truth is worth risking her newfound fame, her career... even her life.
The Night Shift by Alex Finlay
It's New Year's Eve 1999. Y2K is expected to end in chaos: planes falling from the sky, elevators plunging to earth, world markets collapsing. A digital apocalypse. None of that happens. But at a Blockbuster Video in New Jersey, four teenagers working late at the store are attacked. Only one inexplicably survives. Police quickly identify a suspect, the boyfriend of one of the victims, who flees and is never seen again.
Fifteen years later, more teenage employees are attacked at an ice cream store in the same town, and again only one makes it out alive.
In the aftermath of the latest crime, three lives intersect: the lone survivor of the Blockbuster massacre who's forced to relive the horrors of her tragedy; the brother of the fugitive accused, who's convinced the police have the wrong suspect; and FBI agent Sarah Keller who must delve into the secrets of both nights—stirring up memories of teen love and lies—to uncover the truth about murders on the night shift.
The Widows of Malabar Hill by Sujata Massey 
Bombay, 1921: Perveen Mistry, the daughter of a respected Zoroastrian family, has just joined her father's law firm, becoming one of the first female lawyers in India. Armed with a legal education from Oxford, Perveen also has a tragic personal history that makes her especially devoted to championing and protecting women's rights.
Mistry Law is handling the will of Mr. Omar Farid, a wealthy Muslim mill owner who has left three widows behind. But as Perveen goes through the papers, she notices something strange: all three have signed over their inheritance to a charity. What will they live on if they forefeit what their husband left them? Perveen is suspicious.
The Farid widows live in purdah: strict seclusion, never leaving the women's quarters or speaking to any men. Are they being taken advantage of by an unscrupulous guardian? Perveen tries to investigate and realizes her instincts about the will were correct when tensions escalate to murder. It's her responsibility to figure out what really happened on Malabar Hill, and to ensure that nobody is in further danger.
This is the first volume in the “Perveen Mistry” series.
The Lady in the Silver Cloud by David Handler
A 1955 Rolls-Royce Silver Cloud is a fantastically expensive car, especially in the pristine condition of the one owned by Muriel Cantrell. Living in a luxury apartment building on Central Park West, the delicate, sweet 75-year-old woman is a neighbor of Merilee Nash, the beautiful movie star, and Stuart Hoag, whose first book was a sensation but whose career crashed when he became involved with drugs and alcohol. Divorced ten years earlier, Hoagy has been welcomed back into Merilee's life and apartment.
Apparently universally beloved in her building, residents are shocked when Muriel is murdered after a Halloween party. No one takes it harder than her long-time chauffeur, Bullets Durmond, whose previous job was as an enforcer for the mob. Who in the world would want to harm the silver-haired lady whose major vices were buying shoes and Chanel suits (always in cash), and watching day-time soap operas?
Lieutenant Romaine Very of the NYPD is called to investigate and again seeks help from his friend Hoagy who, along with his basset hound Lulu, has been an invaluable aide in the past. The investigation leads to the unexpected source of Muriel's wealth, the history of her early years as a hatcheck girl at the Copacabana, how her chauffeur came to be called Bullets, her desperate meth-head nephew, and her wealthy neighbors, who have secrets of their own.
This is the 13th volume in the “Stewart Hoag” series.
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dwellordream · 3 years
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“...During the early part of their training, and sometimes well after, apprentices were required to do a wide range of demeaning tasks: cleaning, carrying, dusting, washing, sweeping, fetching coal, making up fires, and going errands of a variety of sorts. Complaints to the effect that apprentices were required to do household tasks instead of being properly trained in their trade reached the local courts, in London as well as in Bristol. Some youngsters, who were bound at a relatively young age, were employed in going errands for one or two years, and only then began their proper instruction. Overall, meaner tasks were particularly likely to be imposed on the newly arrived youth, whatever his precise age. 
Simon Forman remembered that 'being the youngest apprentice of four' in his master's shop in Salisbury, he was put to do 'all the worst', and that 'everyone did triumph over me' - fellow apprentices, and also the kitchen maid, Mary Roberts. That sense of humiliation involved in the age hierarchy of the small shop was also conveyed in Francis Kirkman's account of his life as a London scrivener's apprentice, who was not only required to do the dirtiest and most burdensome tasks, but 'being the youngest apprentice was to be commanded by everyone'. 
…In addition, not a few employed two apprentices, and they hired the second apprentice only after seven years, that is, after the previous one had left. Some of these carpenters and joiners probably died relatively young, and others possibly left Bristol after a few years of working there; but not a few among these many woodworkers had only one apprentice in their shop, and so the youngster entered a small shop with only a single master, a stranger with whom he was to begin an intimate routine of hard work. Some smoothing of the process of adjustment to a master and to the routine of the shop could be obtained through a period of trial during which a youngster could evaluate the character of his master and what life as an apprentice entailed. 
Edward Coxere, an apprentice on a ship, Richard Davies, apprenticed in Welshpool in Wales, William Stout, apprenticed in Lancaster, and John Coggs, apprenticed to a London printer, all began their apprenticeship with a trial period - to be 'upon liking,' as some called it - of a few weeks. Some youths were able to withdraw from their contracts following a trial period, as the case of Adam Martindale, who returned home to his parents, suggests. But a period of trial was too short to reveal the full extent to which an apprentice could accommodate to his master and the new demands of assistance and work in the shop and the house; a proper alternative, especially for poorer apprentices, was not always available. There was something impractical about this procedure of a trial period, for when the apprenticeship had taken long to arrange, a youth could well find it hard to change his mind.
…Getting on with a new, unfamiliar master, in what immediately became an intimate routine of hard, sometimes humiliating, labour and life, was not devoid of strain and tension. Some masters turned out to be exceptionally brutal, but many more were probably simply difficult, stubborn or hard to please. Still others had burdens and responsibilities of their own, and a few were quite young, not altogether experienced in handling apprentices not much younger than themselves. To all of this, an apprentice, a youth in his mid- or late teens and not infrequently with definite ideas about his apprenticeship, had to adjust. Some youngsters were frustrated in their expectations, like James Fretwell, who in the course of the first weeks of his apprenticeship found out that his master was 'not unkind', but he was still apprehensive about not being 'so thoroughly instructed in my business as I could wish,' as he put it later.
…There was also the mistress of the house. In some towns, such as in Bristol, the wife was an equal party to the contract and her name was entered along with that of her husband in the Register of Apprentices. Even in places where this was not the custom, a mistress would have been in charge of the apprentice as soon as he entered the household. Some autobiographies convey a sense of strain, if not outright animosity, between male apprentices and their mistresses. Richard Oxinden and his fellow apprentices attributed everything that went wrong with their master to his new wife. 'Hee always telld mee that hee liked his master well,' his kinsman wrote in a letter to his parents, 'but his Mistris was somthinge a strange kynde of wooman.' His kinsman also thought that 'moste of London mistrisses ar strange kynde of woomen'. 
Edward Barlow also appears to have had greater difficulties with his mistresses than with his masters. When he first came to London he was a servant in the house of his uncle and aunt. While he had little to say about his uncle's character in his autobiography, he recalled that he was displeased with his aunt, for she 'was a woman very hard to please and very mistrustful'. Later on he became apprenticed on a ship, and his recollections also convey the differences between his relations with his master and those with the mistress, with whom he lived in between voyages to the sea. 
From the start, his master appeared to him a 'very loving and honest person', and so he remained 'for the most part'. His relations with his mistress, by contrast, were more sour. They scolded each other, had many disputes and 'fallings out' whenever he came back on shore and was required to do household tasks. These accounts remind us that there was someone else besides the master to whom the apprentice had to adjust, and that the relationship with new mistresses could be tenuous. If the master himself was a stranger to the new apprentice, the mistress was not only that, but also a woman, sometimes not much older than the apprentice himself.”
- Ilana Krausman Ben-Amos, “Urban Apprentices: Travel and Adjustments.” in  Adolescence and Youth in Early Modern England
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The Invention of the Police
Why did American policing get so big, so fast? The answer, mainly, is slavery.
— By Jill Lepore, A Critic at Large
— July 13, 2020 | July 20, 2020 Issue | The New Yorker
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The Chinatown Squad, a notoriously harsh police unit in San Francisco, in 1905. Photograph courtesy Bancroft Library, University of California, Berkeley.
To police is to maintain law and order, but the word derives from polis—the Greek for “city,” or “polity”—by way of politia, the Latin for “citizenship,” and it entered English from the Middle French police, which meant not constables but government. “The police,” as a civil force charged with deterring crime, came to the United States from England and is generally associated with monarchy—“keeping the king’s peace”—which makes it surprising that, in the antimonarchical United States, it got so big, so fast. The reason is, mainly, slavery.
“Abolish the police,” as a rallying cry, dates to 1988 (the year that N.W.A. recorded “Fuck tha Police”), but, long before anyone called for its abolition, someone had to invent the police: the ancient Greek polis had to become the modern police. “To be political, to live in a polis, meant that everything was decided through words and persuasion and not through force and violence,” Hannah Arendt wrote in “The Human Condition.” In the polis, men argued and debated, as equals, under a rule of law. Outside the polis, in households, men dominated women, children, servants, and slaves, under a rule of force. This division of government sailed down the river of time like a raft, getting battered, but also bigger, collecting sticks and mud. Kings asserted a rule of force over their subjects on the idea that their kingdom was their household. In 1769, William Blackstone, in his “Commentaries on the Laws of England,” argued that the king, as “pater-familias of the nation,” directs “the public police,” exercising the means by which “the individuals of the state, like members of a well-governed family, are bound to conform their general behavior to the rules of propriety, good neighbourhood, and good manners; and to be decent, industrious, and inoffensive in their respective stations.” The police are the king’s men.
History begins with etymology, but it doesn’t end there. The polis is not the police. The American Revolution toppled the power of the king over his people—in America, “the law is king,” Thomas Paine wrote—but not the power of a man over his family. The power of the police has its origins in that kind of power. Under the rule of law, people are equals; under the rule of police, as the legal theorist Markus Dubber has written, we are not. We are more like the women, children, servants, and slaves in a household in ancient Greece, the people who were not allowed to be a part of the polis. But for centuries, through struggles for independence, emancipation, enfranchisement, and equal rights, we’ve been fighting to enter the polis. One way to think about “Abolish the police,” then, is as an argument that, now that all of us have finally clawed our way into the polis, the police are obsolete.
But are they? The crisis in policing is the culmination of a thousand other failures—failures of education, social services, public health, gun regulation, criminal justice, and economic development. Police have a lot in common with firefighters, E.M.T.s, and paramedics: they’re there to help, often at great sacrifice, and by placing themselves in harm’s way. To say that this doesn’t always work out, however, does not begin to cover the size of the problem. The killing of George Floyd, in Minneapolis, cannot be wished away as an outlier. In each of the past five years, police in the United States have killed roughly a thousand people. (During each of those same years, about a hundred police officers were killed in the line of duty.) One study suggests that, among American men between the ages of fifteen and thirty-four, the number who were treated in emergency rooms as a result of injuries inflicted by police and security guards was almost as great as the number who, as pedestrians, were injured by motor vehicles. Urban police forces are nearly always whiter than the communities they patrol. The victims of police brutality are disproportionately Black teen-age boys: children. To say that many good and admirable people are police officers, dedicated and brave public servants, which is, of course, true, is to fail to address both the nature and the scale of the crisis and the legacy of centuries of racial injustice. The best people, with the best of intentions, doing their utmost, cannot fix this system from within.
There are nearly seven hundred thousand police officers in the United States, about two for every thousand people, a rate that is lower than the European average. The difference is guns. Police in Finland fired six bullets in all of 2013; in an encounter on a single day in the year 2015, in Pasco, Washington, three policemen fired seventeen bullets when they shot and killed an unarmed thirty-five-year-old orchard worker from Mexico. Five years ago, when the Guardian counted police killings, it reported that, “in the first 24 days of 2015, police in the US fatally shot more people than police did in England and Wales, combined, over the past 24 years.” American police are armed to the teeth, with more than seven billion dollars’ worth of surplus military equipment off-loaded by the Pentagon to eight thousand law-enforcement agencies since 1997. At the same time, they face the most heavily armed civilian population in the world: one in three Americans owns a gun, typically more than one. Gun violence undermines civilian life and debases everyone. A study found that, given the ravages of stress, white male police officers in Buffalo have a life expectancy twenty-two years shorter than that of the average American male. The debate about policing also has to do with all the money that’s spent paying heavily armed agents of the state to do things that they aren’t trained to do and that other institutions would do better. History haunts this debate like a bullet-riddled ghost.
That history begins in England, in the thirteenth century, when maintaining the king’s peace became the duty of an officer of the court called a constable, aided by his watchmen: every male adult could be called on to take a turn walking a ward at night and, if trouble came, to raise a hue and cry. This practice lasted for centuries. (A version endures: George Zimmerman, when he shot and killed Trayvon Martin, in 2012, was serving on his neighborhood watch.) The watch didn’t work especially well in England—“The average constable is an ignoramus who knows little or nothing of the law,” Blackstone wrote—and it didn’t work especially well in England’s colonies. Rich men paid poor men to take their turns on the watch, which meant that most watchmen were either very elderly or very poor, and very exhausted from working all day. Boston established a watch in 1631. New York tried paying watchmen in 1658. In Philadelphia, in 1705, the governor expressed the view that the militia could make the city safer than the watch, but militias weren’t supposed to police the king’s subjects; they were supposed to serve the common defense—waging wars against the French, fighting Native peoples who were trying to hold on to their lands, or suppressing slave rebellions.
The government of slavery was not a rule of law. It was a rule of police. In 1661, the English colony of Barbados passed its first slave law; revised in 1688, it decreed that “Negroes and other Slaves” were “wholly unqualified to be governed by the Laws . . . of our Nations,” and devised, instead, a special set of rules “for the good Regulating and Ordering of them.” Virginia adopted similar measures, known as slave codes, in 1680:
It shall not be lawfull for any negroe or other slave to carry or arme himselfe with any club, staffe, gunn, sword or any other weapon of defence or offence, nor to goe or depart from of his masters ground without a certificate from his master, mistris or overseer, and such permission not to be granted but upon perticuler and necessary occasions; and every negroe or slave soe offending not haveing a certificate as aforesaid shalbe sent to the next constable, who is hereby enjoyned and required to give the said negroe twenty lashes on his bare back well layd on, and soe sent home to his said master, mistris or overseer . . . that if any negroe or other slave shall absent himself from his masters service and lye hid and lurking in obscure places, comitting injuries to the inhabitants, and shall resist any person or persons that shalby any lawfull authority be imployed to apprehend and take the said negroe, that then in case of such resistance, it shalbe lawfull for such person or persons to kill the said negroe or slave soe lying out and resisting.
In eighteenth-century New York, a person held as a slave could not gather in a group of more than three; could not ride a horse; could not hold a funeral at night; could not be out an hour after sunset without a lantern; and could not sell “Indian corn, peaches, or any other fruit” in any street or market in the city. Stop and frisk, stop and whip, shoot to kill.
Then there were the slave patrols. Armed Spanish bands called hermandades had hunted runaways in Cuba beginning in the fifteen-thirties, a practice that was adopted by the English in Barbados a century later. It had a lot in common with England’s posse comitatus, a band of stout men that a county sheriff could summon to chase down an escaped criminal. South Carolina, founded by slaveowners from Barbados, authorized its first slave patrol in 1702; Virginia followed in 1726, North Carolina in 1753. Slave patrols married the watch to the militia: serving on patrol was required of all able-bodied men (often, the patrol was mustered from the militia), and patrollers used the hue and cry to call for anyone within hearing distance to join the chase. Neither the watch nor the militia nor the patrols were “police,” who were French, and considered despotic. In North America, the French city of New Orleans was distinctive in having la police: armed City Guards, who wore military-style uniforms and received wages, an urban slave patrol.
In 1779, Thomas Jefferson created a chair in “law and police” at the College of William & Mary. The meaning of the word began to change. In 1789, Jeremy Bentham, noting that “police” had recently entered the English language, in something like its modern sense, made this distinction: police keep the peace; justice punishes disorder. (“No justice, no peace!” Black Lives Matter protesters cry in the streets.) Then, in 1797, a London magistrate named Patrick Colquhoun published “A Treatise on the Police of the Metropolis.” He, too, distinguished peace kept in the streets from justice administered by the courts: police were responsible for the regulation and correction of behavior and “the prevention and detection of crimes.”
It is often said that Britain created the police, and the United States copied it. One could argue that the reverse is true. Colquhoun spent his teens and early twenties in Colonial Virginia, had served as an agent for British cotton manufacturers, and owned shares in sugar plantations in Jamaica. He knew all about slave codes and slave patrols. But nothing came of Colquhoun’s ideas about policing until 1829, when Home Secretary Robert Peel—in the wake of a great deal of labor unrest, and after years of suppressing Catholic rebellions in Ireland, in his capacity as Irish Secretary—persuaded Parliament to establish the Metropolitan Police, a force of some three thousand men, headed by two civilian justices (later called “commissioners”), and organized like an army, with each superintendent overseeing four inspectors, sixteen sergeants, and a hundred and sixty-five constables, who wore coats and pants of blue with black top hats, each assigned a numbered badge and a baton. Londoners came to call these men “bobbies,” for Bobby Peel.
It is also often said that modern American urban policing began in 1838, when the Massachusetts legislature authorized the hiring of police officers in Boston. This, too, ignores the role of slavery in the history of the police. In 1829, a Black abolitionist in Boston named David Walker published “An Appeal to the Coloured Citizens of the World,” calling for violent rebellion: “One good black man can put to death six white men.” Walker was found dead within the year, and Boston thereafter had a series of mob attacks against abolitionists, including an attempt to lynch William Lloyd Garrison, the publisher of The Liberator, in 1835. Walker’s words terrified Southern slaveowners. The governor of North Carolina wrote to his state’s senators, “I beg you will lay this matter before the police of your town and invite their prompt attention to the necessity of arresting the circulation of the book.” By “police,” he meant slave patrols: in response to Walker’s “Appeal,” North Carolina formed a statewide “patrol committee.”
New York established a police department in 1844; New Orleans and Cincinnati followed in 1852, then, later in the eighteen-fifties, Philadelphia, Chicago, and Baltimore. Population growth, the widening inequality brought about by the Industrial Revolution, and the rise in such crimes as prostitution and burglary all contributed to the emergence of urban policing. So did immigration, especially from Ireland and Germany, and the hostility to immigration: a new party, the Know-Nothings, sought to prevent immigrants from voting, holding office, and becoming citizens. In 1854, Boston disbanded its ancient watch and formally established a police department; that year, Know-Nothings swept the city’s elections.
American police differed from their English counterparts: in the U.S., police commissioners, as political appointees, fell under local control, with limited supervision; and law enforcement was decentralized, resulting in a jurisdictional thicket. In 1857, in the Great Police Riot, the New York Municipal Police, run by the mayor’s office, fought on the steps of city hall with the New York Metropolitan Police, run by the state. The Metropolitans were known as the New York Mets. That year, an amateur baseball team of the same name was founded.
Also, unlike their British counterparts, American police carried guns, initially their own. In the eighteen-sixties, the Colt Firearms Company began manufacturing a compact revolver called a Pocket Police Model, long before the New York Metropolitan Police began issuing service weapons. American police carried guns because Americans carried guns, including Americans who lived in parts of the country where they hunted for food and defended their livestock from wild animals, Americans who lived in parts of the country that had no police, and Americans who lived in parts of North America that were not in the United States. Outside big cities, law-enforcement officers were scarce. In territories that weren’t yet states, there were U.S. marshals and their deputies, officers of the federal courts who could act as de-facto police, but only to enforce federal laws. If a territory became a state, its counties would elect sheriffs. Meanwhile, Americans became vigilantes, especially likely to kill indigenous peoples, and to lynch people of color. Between 1840 and the nineteen-twenties, mobs, vigilantes, and law officers, including the Texas Rangers, lynched some five hundred Mexicans and Mexican-Americans and killed thousands more, not only in Texas but also in territories that became the states of California, Arizona, Nevada, Utah, Colorado, and New Mexico. A San Francisco vigilance committee established in 1851 arrested, tried, and hanged people; it boasted a membership in the thousands. An L.A. vigilance committee targeted and lynched Chinese immigrants.
The U.S. Army operated as a police force, too. After the Civil War, the militia was organized into seven new departments of permanent standing armies: the Department of Dakota, the Department of the Platte, the Department of the Missouri, the Department of Texas, the Department of Arizona, the Department of California, and the Department of the Columbian. In the eighteen-seventies and eighties, the U.S. Army engaged in more than a thousand combat operations against Native peoples. In 1890, at Wounded Knee, South Dakota, following an attempt to disarm a Lakota settlement, a regiment of cavalrymen massacred hundreds of Lakota men, women, and children. Nearly a century later, in 1973, F.B.I. agents, swat teams, and federal troops and state marshals laid siege to Wounded Knee during a protest over police brutality and the failure to properly punish the torture and murder of an Oglala Sioux man named Raymond Yellow Thunder. They fired more than half a million rounds of ammunition and arrested more than a thousand people. Today, according to the C.D.C., Native Americans are more likely to be killed by the police than any other racial or ethnic group.
Modern American policing began in 1909, when August Vollmer became the chief of the police department in Berkeley, California. Vollmer refashioned American police into an American military. He’d served with the Eighth Army Corps in the Philippines in 1898. “For years, ever since Spanish-American War days, I’ve studied military tactics and used them to good effect in rounding up crooks,” he later explained. “After all we’re conducting a war, a war against the enemies of society.” Who were those enemies? Mobsters, bootleggers, socialist agitators, strikers, union organizers, immigrants, and Black people.
To domestic policing, Vollmer and his peers adapted the kinds of tactics and weapons that had been deployed against Native Americans in the West and against colonized peoples in other parts of the world, including Cuba, Puerto Rico, and the Philippines, as the sociologist Julian Go has demonstrated. Vollmer instituted a training model imitated all over the country, by police departments that were often led and staffed by other veterans of the United States wars of conquest and occupation. A “police captain or lieutenant should occupy exactly the same position in the public mind as that of a captain or lieutenant in the United States army,” Detroit’s commissioner of police said. (Today’s police officers are disproportionately veterans of U.S. wars in Iraq and Afghanistan, many suffering from post-traumatic stress. The Marshall Project, analyzing data from the Albuquerque police, found that officers who are veterans are more likely than their non-veteran counterparts to be involved in fatal shootings. In general, they are more likely to use force, and more likely to fire their guns.)
Vollmer-era police enforced a new kind of slave code: Jim Crow laws, which had been passed in the South beginning in the late eighteen-seventies and upheld by the Supreme Court in 1896. William G. Austin became Savannah’s chief of police in 1907. Earlier, he had earned a Medal of Honor for his service in the U.S. Cavalry at Wounded Knee; he had also fought in the Spanish-American War. By 1916, African-American churches in the city were complaining to Savannah newspapers about the “whole scale arrests of negroes because they are negroes—arrests that would not be made if they were white under similar circumstances.” African-Americans also confronted Jim Crow policing in the Northern cities to which they increasingly fled. James Robinson, Philadelphia’s chief of police beginning in 1912, had served in the Infantry during the Spanish-American War and the Philippine-American War. He based his force’s training on manuals used by the U.S. Army at Leavenworth. Go reports that, in 1911, about eleven per cent of people arrested were African-American; under Robinson, that number rose to 14.6 per cent in 1917. By the nineteen-twenties, a quarter of those arrested were African-Americans, who, at the time, represented just 7.4 per cent of the population.
Progressive Era, Vollmer-style policing criminalized Blackness, as the historian Khalil Gibran Muhammad argued in his 2010 book, “The Condemnation of Blackness: Race, Crime, and the Making of Modern Urban America.” Police patrolled Black neighborhoods and arrested Black people disproportionately; prosecutors indicted Black people disproportionately; juries found Black people guilty disproportionately; judges gave Black people disproportionately long sentences; and, then, after all this, social scientists, observing the number of Black people in jail, decided that, as a matter of biology, Black people were disproportionately inclined to criminality.
More recently, between the New Jim Crow and the criminalization of immigration and the imprisonment of immigrants in detention centers, this reality has only grown worse. “By population, by per capita incarceration rates, and by expenditures, the United States exceeds all other nations in how many of its citizens, asylum seekers, and undocumented immigrants are under some form of criminal justice supervision,” Muhammad writes in a new preface to his book. “The number of African American and Latinx people in American jails and prisons today exceeds the entire populations of some African, Eastern European, and Caribbean countries.”
Policing grew harsher in the Progressive Era, and, with the emergence of state-police forces, the number of police grew, too. With the rise of the automobile, some, like California’s, began as “highway patrols.” Others, including the state police in Nevada, Colorado, and Oregon, began as the private paramilitaries of industrialists which employed the newest American immigrants: Hungarians, Italians, and Jews. Industrialists in Pennsylvania established the Iron and Coal Police to end strikes and bust unions, including the United Mine Workers; in 1905, three years after an anthracite-coal strike, the Pennsylvania State Police started operations. “One State Policeman should be able to handle one hundred foreigners,” its new chief said.
The U.S. Border Patrol began in 1924, the year that Congress restricted immigration from southern Europe. At the insistence of Southern and Western agriculturalists, Congress exempted Mexicans from its new immigration quotas in order to allow migrant workers to enter the United States. The Border Patrol began as a relatively small outfit responsible for enforcing federal immigration law, and stopping smugglers, at all of the nation’s borders. In the middle decades of the twentieth century, it grew to a national quasi-military focussed on policing the southern border in campaigns of mass arrest and forced deportation of Mexican immigrants, aided by local police like the notoriously brutal L.A.P.D., as the historian Kelly Lytle Hernández has chronicled. What became the Chicano movement began in Southern California, with Mexican immigrants’ protests of the L.A.P.D. during the first half of the twentieth century, even as a growing film industry cranked out features about Klansmen hunting Black people, cowboys killing Indians, and police chasing Mexicans. More recently, you can find an updated version of this story in L.A. Noire, a video game set in 1947 and played from the perspective of a well-armed L.A.P.D. officer, who, driving along Sunset Boulevard, passes the crumbling, abandoned sets from D. W. Griffith’s 1916 film “Intolerance,” imagined relics of an unforgiving age.
Two kinds of police appeared on mid-century American television. The good guys solved crime on prime-time police procedurals like “Dragnet,” starting in 1951, and “Adam-12,” beginning in 1968 (both featured the L.A.P.D.). The bad guys shocked America’s conscience on the nightly news: Arkansas state troopers barring Black students from entering Little Rock Central High School, in 1957; Birmingham police clubbing and arresting some seven hundred Black children protesting segregation, in 1963; and Alabama state troopers beating voting-rights marchers at Selma, in 1965. These two faces of policing help explain how, in the nineteen-sixties, the more people protested police brutality, the more money governments gave to police departments.
In 1965, President Lyndon Johnson declared a “war on crime,” and asked Congress to pass the Law Enforcement Assistance Act, under which the federal government would supply local police with military-grade weapons, weapons that were being used in the war in Vietnam. During riots in Watts that summer, law enforcement killed thirty-one people and arrested more than four thousand; fighting the protesters, the head of the L.A.P.D. said, was “very much like fighting the Viet Cong.” Preparing for a Senate vote just days after the uprising ended, the chair of the Senate Judiciary Committee said, “For some time, it has been my feeling that the task of law enforcement agencies is really not much different from military forces; namely, to deter crime before it occurs, just as our military objective is deterrence of aggression.”
As Elizabeth Hinton reported in “From the War on Poverty to the War on Crime: The Making of Mass Incarceration in America,” the “frontline soldiers” in Johnson’s war on crime—Vollmer-era policing all over again—spent a disproportionate amount of time patrolling Black neighborhoods and arresting Black people. Policymakers concluded from those differential arrest rates that Black people were prone to criminality, with the result that police spent even more of their time patrolling Black neighborhoods, which led to a still higher arrest rate. “If we wish to rid this country of crime, if we wish to stop hacking at its branches only, we must cut its roots and drain its swampy breeding ground, the slum,” Johnson told an audience of police policymakers in 1966. The next year, riots broke out in Newark and Detroit. “We ain’t rioting agains’ all you whites,” one Newark man told a reporter not long before being shot dead by police. “We’re riotin’ agains’ police brutality.” In Detroit, police arrested more than seven thousand people.
Johnson’s Great Society essentially ended when he asked Congress to pass the Omnibus Crime Control and Safe Streets Act, which had the effect of diverting money from social programs to policing. This magazine called it “a piece of demagoguery devised out of malevolence and enacted in hysteria.” James Baldwin attributed its “irresponsible ferocity” to “some pale, compelling nightmare—an overwhelming collection of private nightmares.” The truth was darker, as the sociologist Stuart Schrader chronicled in his 2019 book, “Badges Without Borders: How Global Counterinsurgency Transformed American Policing.” During the Cold War, the Office of Public Safety at the U.S.A.I.D. provided assistance to the police in at least fifty-two countries, and training to officers from nearly eighty, for the purpose of counter-insurgency—the suppression of an anticipated revolution, that collection of private nightmares; as the O.P.S. reported, it contributed “the international dimension to the Administration’s War on Crime.” Counter-insurgency boomeranged, and came back to the United States, as policing.
In 1968, Johnson’s new crime bill established the Law Enforcement Assistance Administration, within the Department of Justice, which, in the next decade and a half, disbursed federal funds to more than eighty thousand crime-control projects. Even funds intended for social projects—youth employment, for instance, along with other health, education, housing, and welfare programs—were distributed to police operations. With Richard Nixon, any elements of the Great Society that had survived the disastrous end of Johnson’s Presidency were drastically cut, with an increased emphasis on policing, and prison-building. More Americans went to prison between 1965 and 1982 than between 1865 and 1964, Hinton reports. Under Ronald Reagan, still more social services were closed, or starved of funding until they died: mental hospitals, health centers, jobs programs, early-childhood education. By 2016, eighteen states were spending more on prisons than on colleges and universities. Activists who today call for defunding the police argue that, for decades, Americans have been defunding not only social services but, in many states, public education itself. The more frayed the social fabric, the more police have been deployed to trim the dangling threads.
The blueprint for law enforcement from Nixon to Reagan came from the Harvard political scientist James Q. Wilson between 1968, in his book “Varieties of Police Behavior,” and 1982, in an essay in The Atlantic titled “Broken Windows.” On the one hand, Wilson believed that the police should shift from enforcing the law to maintaining order, by patrolling on foot, and doing what came to be called “community policing.” (Some of his recommendations were ignored: Wilson called for other professionals to handle what he termed the “service functions” of the police—“first aid, rescuing cats, helping ladies, and the like”—which is a reform people are asking for today.) On the other hand, Wilson called for police to arrest people for petty crimes, on the theory that they contributed to more serious crimes. Wilson’s work informed programs like Detroit’s stress (Stop the Robberies, Enjoy Safe Streets), begun in 1971, in which Detroit police patrolled the city undercover, in disguises that included everything from a taxi-driver to a “radical college professor,” and killed so many young Black men that an organization of Black police officers demanded that the unit be disbanded. The campaign to end stress arguably marked the very beginnings of police abolitionism. stress defended its methods. “We just don’t walk up and shoot somebody,” one commander said. “We ask him to stop. If he doesn’t, we shoot.”
For decades, the war on crime was bipartisan, and had substantial support from the Congressional Black Caucus. “Crime is a national-defense problem,” Joe Biden said in the Senate, in 1982. “You’re in as much jeopardy in the streets as you are from a Soviet missile.” Biden and other Democrats in the Senate introduced legislation that resulted in the Comprehensive Crime Control Act of 1984. A decade later, as chairman of the Senate Judiciary Committee, Biden helped draft the Violent Crime Control and Law Enforcement Act, whose provisions included mandatory sentencing. In May, 1991, two months after the Rodney King beating, Biden introduced the Police Officers’ Bill of Rights, which provided protections for police under investigation. The N.R.A. first endorsed a Presidential candidate, Reagan, in 1980; the Fraternal Order of Police, the nation’s largest police union, first endorsed a Presidential candidate, George H. W. Bush, in 1988. In 1996, it endorsed Bill Clinton.
Partly because of Biden’s record of championing law enforcement, the National Association of Police Organizations endorsed the Obama-Biden ticket in 2008 and 2012. In 2014, after police in Ferguson, Missouri, shot Michael Brown, the Obama Administration established a task force on policing in the twenty-first century. Its report argued that police had become warriors when what they really should be is guardians. Most of its recommendations were never implemented.
In 2016, the Fraternal Order of Police endorsed Donald Trump, saying that “our members believe he will make America safe again.” Police unions are lining up behind Trump again this year. “We will never abolish our police or our great Second Amendment,” Trump said at Mt. Rushmore, on the occasion of the Fourth of July. “We will not be intimidated by bad, evil people.”
Trump is not the king; the law is king. The police are not the king’s men; they are public servants. And, no matter how desperately Trump would like to make it so, policing really isn’t a partisan issue. Out of the stillness of the shutdown, the voices of protest have roared like summer thunder. An overwhelming majority of Americans, of both parties, support major reforms in American policing. And a whole lot of police, defying their unions, also support those reforms.
Those changes won’t address plenty of bigger crises, not least because the problem of policing can’t be solved without addressing the problem of guns. But this much is clear: the polis has changed, and the police will have to change, too. ♦
An earlier version of this piece misrepresented the number of Americans between the ages of fifteen and thirty-four who were treated as a result of police-inflicted injuries in emergency rooms.
— Published in the print edition of the July 20, 2020, issue, with the headline “The Long Blue Line.”
— Jill Lepore, a staff writer at The New Yorker, is a professor of history at Harvard and the author of fourteen books, including “If Then: How the Simulmatics Corporation Invented the Future.”
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FULL NAME: Ripper Stanly Taker MEANING: Stanly [Real name is Stanly from his mother..] Ripper is his demon name which he while he took his father’s, last name Taker. NICKNAME: Taker,S MEANING: He uses his Last name Taker. AGE APPEARANCE: 18 [but really 25] BIRTHDAY:Oct/31 ASTROLOGICAL SIGN: Scorpio SPECIES: HelfDemon GENDER: Male ALLERGIES: None. SEXUAL PREFERENCE: Bisexual THEME SONG(S): IN THIS MOMENT - Whore | Music to Become a Villain - Heart of Darkness
APPEARANCE HAIR COLOR: Jet Black HAIR STYLE AND LENGTH: Straight Butt length. EYES COLOR: Black[Turn red when happy] EYESIGHT: Enhanced/Night vision HEIGHT: 5' 11" WEIGHT: 136 to 178 lbs. OUTFIT/CLOTHING STYLE: Gothic/Casual ABNORMALITIES(TAIL): Sharp Teeth. DISTINGUISHING MARKS(SCARS,MOLES): None. SELF CARE(MAKE UP): Black Liner/Lips balm FIRST IMPRESSION ON PEOPLE: Wierd and creepy. SKIN COLOR: White.[Like the dead ] BODY TYPE/BUILD: Feminent Body type/Slender Build. DEFAULT EXPRESSION: Happy or Mischievous. POSTURE: Straight / slightly slouched MEASUREMENTS(FEMALE ONLY): PIERCINGS: Ears DESCRIBE THEIR VOICE: [Link]
RELATIONSHIPS MOM: Deceased HOW WELL DO THEY GET ALONG: Don’t know. DAD: Deceased HOW WELL DO THEY GET ALONG: Don’t know. SIBLINGS: Half Brother. HOW WELL DO THEY GET ALONG: Like any sibling, Had a bumpy begging. CHILDREN: None HOW WELL DO THEY GET ALONG: = OTHER FAMILY MEMBERS: None. PAST LOVER(S): Dead CURRENT LOVER: None REACTION TO MEETING SOMEONE NEW: Exsited ABILITY TO WORK WITH OTHERS: Easy HOW SOCIABLE(LONER,ETC): easily impressed/Flirty/Easy going FRIENDS: Jak/Lilly/Vinn PETS:3 Siblings black cats (Dante/V/Helena/) LEAST FAVORITE TYPE OF PERSON: Controlling/Abusive [you get eatin’] PARENTAL TYPE(PROTECTIVE,ETC): Protective/Loving/Overbearing AFFINITY WITH…: No one. FAVORITE PEOPLE: Jak/Lilly/Vinn LEAST FAVORITE PEOPLE: Fake people.
PERSONALITY ..WHEN YOU FIRST MEET THEM: Flirt and Sex. ..AS YOU KNOW THEM BETTER(AND THEY LIKE YOU): is excited ..AS YOU KNOW THEM BETTER(AND THEY DISLIKE YOU): Torcher them. FAVORITE COLOR: REd/Black FAVORITE FOOD: Fruits FAVORITE ANIMAL: CAt’s FAVORITE INSTRUMENT: Piano/Harp FAVORITE ELEMENT: Fire LEAST FAVORITE COLOR: Brown LEAST FAVORITE FOOD: Pineapple LEAST FAVORITE ANIMAL: volters LEAST FAVORITE INSTRUMENT: Triangle LEAST FAVORITE ELEMENT: Air HOBBIES: Collecting Bones and Diamonds USUAL MOOD: Happy DRINK/SMOKE/DRUGS: Yes DARK VERSION OF SELF: Blood Lust LIGHT VERSION OF SELF: After Glow HOW SERIOUS ARE THEY: from 1 to 10 like a 5 CLASS IN AN RPG: Dark Knight BELIEVE IN GHOSTS: Yes
(IN)DEPENDANT: SOFT SPOT/VULNERABILITY: BehindNeck OPINION ON SWEARING: All the time DAREDEVIL VS CAUTIOUS: Both MUSIC TYPE: Classic/Metal/Alternative MOVIE TYPE: Horror BOOK TYPE: Horror/Romance/Mistry GAME TYPE: Horror/Romance/Action COMFORTABLE TEMPERATURE: Fall SLEEPING PATTERN: wakes up at 12 pm and goes to sleep at 5 am CLEANLINESS/NEATNESS: Likes to be clean DESIRED PET: Snakes HOW DO THEY PASS TIME: Sex Food and sleep BIGGEST SECRET: Hate people touch his hair. HERO/WHO THEY LOOK UP TO: None WHAT ANIMAL WOULD THEY BE: Black Cat FEARS: White rooms/Churches COMFORTS: Cuddles from cats and friends HOW DO THEY ACT WHEN THEY ARE… SAD: Stays in bed till he is hungry.[probably a whole day] HAPPY: Jumps and fidgets in the spot. ANGRY: Yells and throws shit around AFRAID: Hides behind people or in small places. LOVE SOMEONE: loyal/romantic HATE SOMEONE: Wish them death or dead WANT SOMETHING: whine softly like a cat CONFUSED: Tilits head like a dog with a blank face. HOW DO THEY REACT TO… DANGER: Laughs and watches. SOMEONE THEY HATE WHO HAS A CRUSH ON THEM: Fucks them and eats them after. PROPOSAL TO MARRY: Crys and fucks them till they beg him to stop. DEATH OF LOVED ONE: Crys and yelling in pain. DIFFICULT GAME/MATH/ETC: Chess INJURY: None SOMETHING IRRESISTABLY CUTE: Meows to cats LOSS OF HOURS OF WORK: Rants [Might have angry sex] HISTORY BIOGRAPHY: Taker was born from a human mother but dies after birth, father was a demon that got “killed” before his birth after his parents died he was sent to his aunties until she passed from a rare illness. As a teen after his Aunt passed he was in the foster system, he was an outcast growing up for his weird and creepy interests but was outgoing which was odd for a child abused by bullies and foster parents. FIRST APPEARANCE: Lanky and feminine KNOWLEDGE LANGUAGES: English/Japanese/German etc. SCHOOLING LEVEL: Graduated Highschool FAVORITE SUBJECT (S): Art/Langueg/ INTERESTED CAREERS: Morgtishoin/Dancer/ EXPERTISE: Language [he can speak any language if here hears it.] PUZZLES: Level 10 but not an expert on them. CHEMISTRY: Mildly interested. MATH: Doesn’t care much, but he is good at it. ENGLISH: Love and hates it. GEOGRAPHY: Love it. POLITICS/LAW: Hates it. ECONOMY/ACCOUNTING: Meh it’s alright. COOKING: He is okay at it. SEWING: He like it. MECHANICS: Alright with it. BOTANY (FLOWERS): If there dead yes. MYTHOLOGY: Love it. DRAMATICS(ACTING,SINGING): Singing/Dancing READING LEVEL: 100 he can read almost anything if he wants to.[Demon have no limits.] HOW GOOD ARE THEY AT PLANNING AHEAD: Not bad but not good ether. IMPULSIVE/STRATEGY: If it’s Collecting Bones and Diamonds it’s impulsive.[He really has no strategy ROMANCE DO THEY TAKE INITIATIVE: Yes. HOW DO THEY ACT(SHY,ETC): Happy.[He love the attention] GENTLEMAN/LADYLIKE VS KLUTZY: Both GO SLOW VS JUMP INTO: Jump into it. PROTECTIVE: Of course ACT LIKE FRIENDS OR LOVERS: Both WHAT KIND OF PRESENTS DO THEY BUY: Expensive ones. TYPE OF KISSER: Passionate DO THEY WANT KIDS: Nope DO THEY WANT TO MARRY: Maybe MAKE GOOD OR BAD DECISIONS: Both ARE THEY ROMANTIC: Yes HOW ARE THEY IN BED: Wild GET JEALOUS EASY: Yes WIFE/HUBBY BEATER: Nope MARRY FOR MONEY: yes.[he was asked with a lot of Diamonds.] FAVORITE POSITION: Doggy WHAT WOULD HAPPEN ON THEIR DREAM DATE: A lot of sex OPINION ON SEX: Loves it his favourite pass times.
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Brit teen, 18, died after taking one sip of piña colada on Costa del Sol holiday
Brit teen, 18, died after taking one sip of piña colada on Costa del Sol holiday
Shiv Mistry, 18, died of an anaphylactic shock (Picture: Hyde News & Pictures Ltd) A teenager months away from studying at Cambridge University died after drinking a piña colada while on holiday, a coroner said. Shiv Mistry, who had only recently turned 18, was out with friends on the Costa del Sol, Spain, in July when he was offered the drink. But within moments of taking a sip, he fell to the…
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ANIL MISTRY
Anil Mistry is a mixed media artist based in Berkhamsted, UK. His work is focussed on creating new interpretations of urban landscapes that are abstract in nature, compelling yet warmly familiar. Following a childhood interest in art and design, Anil began to experiment in his late teens with typography, graphic design and photography, making gig flyers by layering imagery using photocopiers,…
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Saniya Mistri: The hijab-wearing teen rapper breaking stereotypes
Saniya Mistri: The hijab-wearing teen rapper breaking stereotypes
Saniya Mistri’s powerful rap songs call out the glaring inequalities in her city, Mumbai. from BBC News – World https://ift.tt/Ri3zc41 via IFTTT
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Author Interview with Tanaz Bhathena
Today we welcome Tanaz Bhathena to the blog. We're excited to hear more about her new book, A Girl Like That, and learn more about her writing life.
Summary: A timeless exploration of high-stakes romance, self-discovery, and the lengths we go to love and be loved.  
Sixteen-year-old Zarin Wadia is many things: a bright and vivacious student, an orphan, a risk taker. She’s also the kind of girl that parents warn their kids to stay away from: a troublemaker whose many romances are the subject of endless gossip at school. You don’t want to get involved with a girl like that, they say. So how is it that eighteen-year-old Porus Dumasia has only ever had eyes for her? And how did Zarin and Porus end up dead in a car together, crashed on the side of a highway in Jeddah, Saudi Arabia? When the religious police arrive on the scene, everything everyone thought they knew about Zarin is questioned. And as her story is pieced together, told through multiple perspectives, it becomes clear that she was far more than just a girl like that.
This beautifully written debut novel from Tanaz Bhathena reveals a rich and wonderful new world to readers. It tackles complicated issues of race, identity, class, and religion, and paints a portrait of teenage ambition, angst, and alienation that feels both inventive and universal.
Thank you so much for taking the time to talk with us about your work. What was the most difficult aspect of writing A Girl Like That?
The multiple perspectives! Some voices came a lot easier than others.
Where is your favorite place to write? Do you like to have any specific foods or drinks to encourage the process?
I love writing next to a big window. Even while travelling, I’ll always look for a place that has tons of natural light. I’m not much of a snacker, but during breaks I’ll have tea, medjool dates, fruit, sometimes cheese and nuts.
Who are the authors you've learned from and been inspired by in your reading and writing life?
There are many, but I’ll list the few whose books I’ve consistently read and loved over the past decade. Rohinton Mistry, Arundhati Roy, Khaled Hosseini and JK Rowling.
Where have you lived and how has that shaped you?
I was born in Mumbai, India. My parents moved us to Saudi Arabia when I was about a year old and I lived in Riyadh and Jeddah for the first fifteen years of my life. Living in a country as an expat can make you an outsider—in that country and your own—but it also allows you to observe things more closely than other people. (I guess that’s what drew me to writing!). In a strange way, though, I’m also now able to navigate different cultures with more ease; I know different words from a variety of languages; like many Third Culture Kids, I enjoy travelling.
On your FAQ page, you list watching Bollywood movies as something you do for fun. Could you share some favorite titles?
Warning: my tastes run into slapstick comedy. Favorites include: Satte pe Satta, Padosan, Hera Pheri (the one with Paresh Rawal), Deewana Mastana, 3 Idiots, Munnabhai MBBS, Lage Raho Munnabhai, and Queen.
I’m currently really looking forward to Padmaavat. (Wait, you said only favourites. Okay, I’ll shut up now…)
What would tell your teen self if you could send a letter back through time?
It won’t get any easier, but you’ll be a lot stronger.
Are you able to tell us anything about The Beauty of the Moment (coming in 2019)?
The Beauty of the Moment begins a year after A Girl Like That. Though it isn’t a true sequel (you can read it as a stand-alone), it follows a girl from Zarin Wadia’s school (Qala Academy in Jeddah) to Mississauga, Canada, where she comes across new challenges and finds new love. 
A Girl Like That will be released on February 27th, so we'll all be able to read it soon. Thanks again Tanaz!
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The Teen Talwar (Three Swords) monument is located in Clifton, Karachi, Sindh, Pakistan. The three marble swords are inscribed with Quaid-e-Azam Mohammad Ali Jinnah's creeds Unity, Faith and Discipline. It was commissioned by Pakistan's former President and Prime Minister, Zulfikar Ali Bhutto in 1973, and was designed by Zoroastrian architect Minu Mistri.
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Children’s and teens roundup: the best new picture books and novels – The Guardian
The Guardian Children's and teens roundup: the best new picture books and novelsThe GuardianChitra Soundar's You're Safe With Me (Lantana) is a perfect bedtime picture book, with mesmerising geometric illustrations by Poonam Mistry. Little jungle animals are scared by the sounds of the night; but Mama Elephant is full of reassurance for each … Libro ... Leer más - Read more... source https://www.self-helpbook.com/childrens-and-teens-roundup-the-best-new-picture-books-and-novels-the-guardian/
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Teen Talwar Karachi
 The Teen Talwar (Three Swords) monument is located in Clifton, Karachi, Sindh, Pakistan. The three marble swords are inscribed with Quaid-e-Azam Mohammad Ali Jinnah's creeds Unity, Faith and Discipline. It was commissioned by Pakistan's former President and Prime Minister, Zulfikar Ali Bhutto.
Background
Zulfikar Ali Bhutto approved this monument to depict the Pakistan Peoples Party's electoral symbol of a sword. The initial concept was for the three swords to be shown in the PPP's electoral colors (black, green and red). Later, the idea was changed to white marble.
Designed by Architect Minoo Mistri and constructed during Zulfiqar Ali Bhutto's period, it depicts Quaid-e-Azam's three pillars of strength: Unity, Faith & Discipline.
Current status and problematic issues
Inexplicably, the monument has become a target for unscrupulous and misguided sentiments. In 2000, the white marble was adorned with Arabic text that reads "Praise be to Allah" and "Glory to Allah," defacing its pristine surface and subverting the message of the original "Unity, Faith and Discipline" motto, which places equal weight on all three qualities.
The structure stands on a small roundabout in the middle of the road. This asphalt island is the remnant of a much larger, grassy roundabout that controlled traffic at the intersection of Chartered Accountants Avenue, Bath Island Road and main Khayaban-e-Iqbal Road. As the original roundabout has been replaced with traffic signals, the remaining circular island tends to cause traffic tie-ups. Despite a clean up and restoration of the monument in 2008 (which also reduced the size of the roundabout), another problem has been the persistence of advertising, political banners and flyers that are continually placed on the structure, as the monument rests in a highly visible place in the city.
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Dil chaap ke neem ke pede pe Ek teer kaadh ke avenge Apne apne naama ki Lakcheer kaadh ke avenge
Ho teen age ka nain mataka Galti karni pitna pakka Or kise ka naam lagana Chori ke khud maar ke dhaka
Woh bunk maar ke bhagna Agle din dande lagna Re thandi padi yaad sari heat karange Aa jao bacho vali zindagi repeat karange Aa jao pehla vali zindagi repeat karange
Chalo yaaro chalo kitte tour ka plan karo Lavye dhore nahi kitte door ka plan karo Garmi ki chuttiyan mein sare jane thaali re Chalange agre ya shimla manali re
Na bhai agra ni to shimla Na shimla bhi ni to goa chala Na goa bhi ni Fer kit chalega yaar
Ghara jake hath jod maa ne manavange Ibke re chuttiyan meom mama ke javange Leavange kheta me te baer bar tod ke Kaali jamuna ne khavange re fodd fodd ke Kachi ambiyan te gojh thokk leyange thadi Nana te mangavange barringa ki gaadi Leni hai scooter pe mama gella mijhi Lavange duka pet e bahot ghani cheeji Raat ne sunage roj nani ki khani re Kaise rehya parde me raja or rani re Aave na vo tyme mera khamkha ka beham Koi data do na ake mera aankhya ka paani re
Oh lyado re woh taare todd ke Oh lyado re yaar mere modd ke Oh lyado re gaye jo chhod ke Oh lyado re time vo modd ke
Ibke pher diwali pe hum Nayi calender lavange Ram doot hanuman ki photo Baithak mein chipkavenge
Sehar te babu gelya re Pethe ki mithaai lani se Sanjh ne divye laya pache Kathe baith ke khani se
Lao patake sutli aale Dharke taasle fodange Murga chap ki ladiyaan ke hum Aag laga ke daudange
Pehla ki ju pher manani Chutti yeh sarkari re Lorhi aur sankraat gaye Ib thaa lao pichkaari re
Holi khatar kathe hoke Kikkar katan jaana se Aag ke bicho bich katti Prahlad kaad ke lyana se
Pher dussehra avega Na maje laen te chukange Ibke laakdi aala ni Bhitar ka raavan fukange
Nahi trending chaiye re Aur na koi share mangu main Maine dil te likhya dil te suniyo Itni si care mangu main
Kd ka yo gaana re Annual function mein gana re Aapa bhi gavange gelya Faint karange aa jao
Koi chalo gail tuvado ne Mera khugya bachpan tohna hai Pher dobara dadi pe Lori sun sun ke sona hai Daulat milgi sohrat milgi Pathar barga ho gaya main Mane gaam danoda ki maati mein Maati varga hona hai Maine mere gaam ki maati mein Maati varga hona hai
Aa jao bacho vali zindagi repeat karange Aa jao pehla aali zindagi repeat karange.
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The 10 best freelance poster designers for hire in 2018
A well-designed poster is important because it piques viewers’ interest in the subject it depicts. This is true for all posters, whether they’re for movies, festivals or concerts, cities, public transportation schedules and maps, or decorative posters. Even posters that serve a utilitarian purpose, like subway posters, have to be engaging and make their points clearly, often with minimal use of text so they reach the widest audience possible.
The best freelance poster designers create designs that communicate with viewers as directly as possible. Meet our top picks:
The 10 best freelance poster designers to hire in 2018 —
semnitz
Top Level
5.0
(58 )
Book cover
Poster
Logo design
Magazine cover
Signage
Other book or magazine
Other design
Other business or advertising
Brochure
Postcard, flyer or print
Other web or app design
Logo & business card
Logo & brand identity pack
Banner ad
Request quote
jestyr37
Top Level
5.0
(21 )
Book cover
Poster
Logo design
Illustration or graphics
Other design
T-shirt
Product packaging
Postcard, flyer or print
Other art or illustration
Product label
Logo & business card
Logo & brand identity pack
Brand guide
Request quote
Erudite"
Top Level
4.9
(45 )
Poster
Postcard, flyer or print
Other business or advertising
Signage
Other design
Business card
Brochure
Stationery
Illustration or graphics
PowerPoint template
Logo design
Social media page
Menu
Banner ad
Other art or illustration
Card or invitation
Book cover
Request quote
subsiststudios
Top Level
5.0
(35 )
Book cover
Poster
Illustration or graphics
Other design
Postcard, flyer or print
Other book or magazine
Signage
Other business or advertising
Social media page
Magazine cover
Logo design
Other web or app design
Other art or illustration
Request quote
Joabe Designer
Top Level
5.0
(132 )
Postcard, flyer or print
Other business or advertising
Poster
Signage
Other design
Banner ad
Brochure
Car, truck or van wrap
Logo design
Business card
PowerPoint template
Other art or illustration
Menu
Illustration or graphics
Other web or app design
Stationery
Other packaging or label
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_Blue_
Top Level
5.0
(60 )
Postcard, flyer or print
Poster
Banner ad
Business card
Brochure
Signage
Menu
Stationery
Other design
Logo design
Other web or app design
Other business or advertising
Other book or magazine
Illustration or graphics
Logo & business card
Facebook cover
Card or invitation
Car, truck or van wrap
Book cover
Infographic
PowerPoint template
Other packaging or label
Email
3D
Request quote
GemmyD
Top Level
5.0
(68 )
Poster
Postcard, flyer or print
Other business or advertising
Infographic
Banner ad
Signage
Other design
Brochure
Book cover
Social media page
Logo design
Facebook cover
Email
Product packaging
PowerPoint template
Business card
Request quote
Trisixtin
Top Level
5.0
(68 )
Postcard, flyer or print
Poster
Brochure
Signage
Other business or advertising
Stationery
Other design
Logo design
Product label
Other web or app design
Illustration or graphics
Email
Card or invitation
Banner ad
Web page design
Product packaging
Business card
Book cover
Request quote
FuturisticBug
Top Level
4.9
(215 )
Postcard, flyer or print
Logo design
Brochure
Web page design
Signage
App design
Poster
WordPress theme design
Other business or advertising
Magazine cover
Other design
Landing page design
PowerPoint template
Book cover
Facebook cover
Business card
Logo & brand identity pack
Banner ad
Stationery
Product label
T-shirt
Card or invitation
Product packaging
Other web or app design
Other packaging or label
Menu
Logo & hosted website
Logo & business card
Illustration or graphics
Car, truck or van wrap
Request quote
tumpa mistry
Top Level
5.0
(89 )
Brochure
Postcard, flyer or print
Poster
Other business or advertising
Landing page design
Infographic
Card or invitation
Signage
Other design
Logo design
Car, truck or van wrap
Banner ad
Web page design
T-shirt
Other book or magazine
Email
Business card
Book cover
Sticker
Stationery
PowerPoint template
Merchandise
Logo & business card
Facebook cover
Logo & brand identity pack
Brand guide
Request quote
More poster designers
How did we choose these as the best poster designers? —
Being named one of the top freelance poster designers is no small feat. Our in-house team carefully hand-vets all the designers on our platform to find the ones we think are the best of the best. Here’s how we choose our top 10:
Quality
by hadynoody
Every designer on 99designs is sorted into one of three categories:
Entry level
Mid level
Top level
Our top 10 poster designers are top level designers. To achieve top level status, a designer has to have a strong portfolio full of pieces that have satisfied past clients and a history of being a consummate professional in all client interactions. Top level poster designers also consistently create original, engaging poster concepts and execute them with strong technical skills.
Experience with poster design
It’s probably obvious, but we’ve gotta make it clear: to be one of the top poster designers, a designer has to have a portfolio full of successful poster designs. You might be a great app designer or an amazing illustrator, but that doesn’t mean you have the skills to be a top notch poster designer.
Professionalism
Professionalism is key to being named one of the top poster designers. A designer who creates great designs, but doesn’t have a reputation for communicating and working well with clients won’t make the cut. To us, professionalism means:
Responsiveness
A willingness to listen and incorporate constructive criticism
Clear communication
What to think about when hiring a poster designer —
Creating an effective poster takes skill. Sure, poster designers can also be great artists, but being a talented artist doesn’t mean somebody is a good poster designer. When evaluating portfolios consider:
by Daria V.
Are you intrigued? If you saw their work on a wall would you stop to look.
Have they done posters like the one you’re commissioning before? If you need a poster for a music festival, don’t choose a designer whose portfolio only contains movie posters
Have they designed posters for your intended audience? If you’re targeting an affluent, educated audience, you need a poster that speaks to them, rather than one that speaks to the blue collar crowd. Similarly, posters for children and teens look different from posters aimed at adults, and if you need a poster that’ll connect with people from many different cultures, your poster is going to look a lot different from one designed for a local audience
Do you get all the information you need from the posters in their portfolio? For example, if you’re looking at a movie poster, do you see the title, director and producers’ names, and release date clearly? Does this information come through naturally, or do you have to search for them?
Are you ready to hire a fantastic poster designer? —
We chose our top poster designers based on their record of creating awesome, effective posters for clients. To connect with your audience and communicate clearly and directly, hire a top freelance poster designer who’s proven they have the technical skills and sense of style to design posters that work.
If you don’t find what you’re looking for in our top 10, search our platform for a poster designer who can create the poster you need.
Want more poster design choices?
Search for the most talented freelance poster designer for your project.
Find a designer
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The 10 best freelance poster designers for hire in 2018
A well-designed poster is important because it piques viewers’ interest in the subject it depicts. This is true for all posters, whether they’re for movies, festivals or concerts, cities, public transportation schedules and maps, or decorative posters. Even posters that serve a utilitarian purpose, like subway posters, have to be engaging and make their points clearly, often with minimal use of text so they reach the widest audience possible.
The best freelance poster designers create designs that communicate with viewers as directly as possible. Meet our top picks:
The 10 best freelance poster designers to hire in 2018 —
semnitz
Top Level
5.0
( 58 )
Book cover
Poster
Logo design
Magazine cover
Signage
Other book or magazine
Other design
Other business or advertising
Brochure
Postcard, flyer or print
Other web or app design
Logo & business card
Logo & brand identity pack
Banner ad
Request quote
jestyr37
Top Level
5.0
( 21 )
Book cover
Poster
Logo design
Illustration or graphics
Other design
T-shirt
Product packaging
Postcard, flyer or print
Other art or illustration
Product label
Logo & business card
Logo & brand identity pack
Brand guide
Request quote
Erudite"
Top Level
4.9
( 45 )
Poster
Postcard, flyer or print
Other business or advertising
Signage
Other design
Business card
Brochure
Stationery
Illustration or graphics
PowerPoint template
Logo design
Social media page
Menu
Banner ad
Other art or illustration
Card or invitation
Book cover
Request quote
subsiststudios
Top Level
5.0
( 35 )
Book cover
Poster
Illustration or graphics
Other design
Postcard, flyer or print
Other book or magazine
Signage
Other business or advertising
Social media page
Magazine cover
Logo design
Other web or app design
Other art or illustration
Request quote
Joabe Designer
Top Level
5.0
( 132 )
Postcard, flyer or print
Other business or advertising
Poster
Signage
Other design
Banner ad
Brochure
Car, truck or van wrap
Logo design
Business card
PowerPoint template
Other art or illustration
Menu
Illustration or graphics
Other web or app design
Stationery
Other packaging or label
Request quote
_Blue_
Top Level
5.0
( 60 )
Postcard, flyer or print
Poster
Banner ad
Business card
Brochure
Signage
Menu
Stationery
Other design
Logo design
Other web or app design
Other business or advertising
Other book or magazine
Illustration or graphics
Logo & business card
Facebook cover
Card or invitation
Car, truck or van wrap
Book cover
Infographic
PowerPoint template
Other packaging or label
Email
3D
Request quote
GemmyD
Top Level
5.0
( 68 )
Poster
Postcard, flyer or print
Other business or advertising
Infographic
Banner ad
Signage
Other design
Brochure
Book cover
Social media page
Logo design
Facebook cover
Email
Product packaging
PowerPoint template
Business card
Request quote
Trisixtin
Top Level
5.0
( 68 )
Postcard, flyer or print
Poster
Brochure
Signage
Other business or advertising
Stationery
Other design
Logo design
Product label
Other web or app design
Illustration or graphics
Email
Card or invitation
Banner ad
Web page design
Product packaging
Business card
Book cover
Request quote
FuturisticBug
Top Level
4.9
( 215 )
Postcard, flyer or print
Logo design
Brochure
Web page design
Signage
App design
Poster
WordPress theme design
Other business or advertising
Magazine cover
Other design
Landing page design
PowerPoint template
Book cover
Facebook cover
Business card
Logo & brand identity pack
Banner ad
Stationery
Product label
T-shirt
Card or invitation
Product packaging
Other web or app design
Other packaging or label
Menu
Logo & hosted website
Logo & business card
Illustration or graphics
Car, truck or van wrap
Request quote
tumpa mistry
Top Level
5.0
( 89 )
Brochure
Postcard, flyer or print
Poster
Other business or advertising
Landing page design
Infographic
Card or invitation
Signage
Other design
Logo design
Car, truck or van wrap
Banner ad
Web page design
T-shirt
Other book or magazine
Email
Business card
Book cover
Sticker
Stationery
PowerPoint template
Merchandise
Logo & business card
Facebook cover
Logo & brand identity pack
Brand guide
Request quote
More poster designers
How did we choose these as the best poster designers? —
Being named one of the top freelance poster designers is no small feat. Our in-house team carefully hand-vets all the designers on our platform to find the ones we think are the best of the best. Here’s how we choose our top 10:
Quality
by hadynoody
Every designer on 99designs is sorted into one of three categories:
Entry level
Mid level
Top level
Our top 10 poster designers are top level designers. To achieve top level status, a designer has to have a strong portfolio full of pieces that have satisfied past clients and a history of being a consummate professional in all client interactions. Top level poster designers also consistently create original, engaging poster concepts and execute them with strong technical skills.
Experience with poster design
It’s probably obvious, but we’ve gotta make it clear: to be one of the top poster designers, a designer has to have a portfolio full of successful poster designs. You might be a great app designer or an amazing illustrator, but that doesn’t mean you have the skills to be a top notch poster designer.
Professionalism
Professionalism is key to being named one of the top poster designers. A designer who creates great designs, but doesn’t have a reputation for communicating and working well with clients won’t make the cut. To us, professionalism means:
Responsiveness
A willingness to listen and incorporate constructive criticism
Clear communication
What to think about when hiring a poster designer —
Creating an effective poster takes skill. Sure, poster designers can also be great artists, but being a talented artist doesn’t mean somebody is a good poster designer. When evaluating portfolios consider:
by Daria V.
Are you intrigued? If you saw their work on a wall would you stop to look.
Have they done posters like the one you’re commissioning before? If you need a poster for a music festival, don’t choose a designer whose portfolio only contains movie posters
Have they designed posters for your intended audience? If you’re targeting an affluent, educated audience, you need a poster that speaks to them, rather than one that speaks to the blue collar crowd. Similarly, posters for children and teens look different from posters aimed at adults, and if you need a poster that’ll connect with people from many different cultures, your poster is going to look a lot different from one designed for a local audience
Do you get all the information you need from the posters in their portfolio? For example, if you’re looking at a movie poster, do you see the title, director and producers’ names, and release date clearly? Does this information come through naturally, or do you have to search for them?
Are you ready to hire a fantastic poster designer? —
We chose our top poster designers based on their record of creating awesome, effective posters for clients. To connect with your audience and communicate clearly and directly, hire a top freelance poster designer who’s proven they have the technical skills and sense of style to design posters that work.
If you don’t find what you’re looking for in our top 10, search our platform for a poster designer who can create the poster you need.
Want more poster design choices?
Search for the most talented freelance poster designer for your project.
Find a designer
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