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Blindspotting: Welcome To The Best New Show On TV

Disclaimer: I am not from Oakland, so most references and homages to the Bay will go over my head. That’s entirely my bad. Now, let’s get into it.

In 2018 one of the most stunning movies in the last decade, Blindspotting showed us what’s it’s like to witness police brutality and the mental ramifications it can have. But it was also a love letter to a place like no other, Oakland California aka The Bay Area. Using spoken verse the film connected its audience to a culture most of us will never be able to see in person and it gave insight into the complicated world of male friendship. It was a masterpiece and there will probably never be another film like it. Which is why the chance it’s been given to expand the Blindspotting universe in the form of television couldn’t have been given to more deserving content.

In the film, life was shown to us through Collin’s eyes and it was his story he shared with his best friend Miles. We only caught glimpses of Ashley, Mile’s life partner, her story wasn’t fulfilling as it could have been. Now the show has come to rectify that. Here, this is Ashley’s world and she’s telling the story. And from her perspective, life is much more complicated than it seems. With the love of her life behind bars, the newly established security of a better life is ripped from under Ashley’s feet; leaving her to pick up the pieces. She’s thrown from a middle class lifestyle back into her Bay Area hood roots and no matter how much she wants to escape it, it’s the place where her support system resides. So she has no choice but to deal.

Despite being only a half hour, Blindspotting comes out the gate swinging. It throws the only character the audience really knew behind bars and shifts focus towards the side characters and the ones mentioned only by name in the movie. With Miles locked up, Ashley is forced to take their son, move in with his mother and half sister, and figure out how she’s going to survive. She and Miles were on their way out of the hood, now Ashley is back to square one and not everyone is happy about her return to the neighborhood. Hell, Ashley herself isn’t too pleased about the entire situation. She depended on Miles, she doesn’t even know their online banking password. Not to mention Trish, his half sister, has zero love for Ashley and loudly makes it known whenever she can. The dislike is mutual though and Ashley has no problem voicing how much she disapproves of Trish’s sex work lifestyle. But as much as Trish can’t stand Ashley, she and Miles’s mother Rainey seems to love her daughter in law very much. At least enough to allow her and Sean to move into her home on a whim’s notice. However Rainey’s house is a place of controlled chaos. Trish’s latest dream of running a female owned strip club has set up base in her mother’s living room. All day long girls walk around with little to no clothes on and constantly pose for sexy pictures. It’s not exactly the best place for a little boy. But again, what choice does she have?

There is solace in the chaos of returning home though. For Ashley it comes in the form of Janelle, her best friend and Collin’s little sister. Janelle has been away traveling world for five years and now that she’s back, Ashley’s got someone completely in her corner. Which is what she needs. And even though her daughter is practically disgusted with the new living arrangements, Rainey is also in Ashley’s corner. Proven when, after Ashley discovers an engagement ring in Miles’s old room, Rainey tries to comfort her by getting on one knee and pretending to be her son. It’s weird and awkward but it’s the thought that counts. Life has been turned upside down for Ashley, she’s gonna need all the help she can get to keep afloat and not lose her sanity in the process.

While the film was entirely male centric and through the male gaze, the show completely diverts from that and centers itself around the women. This is Ashley’s show, it’s her world, her perspective and her journey. And it’s being told by mostly women as well. Taking the criticisms of the film seriously it’s creators Daveed Diggs and Rafael Casal have established a very woman heavy crew behind the scenes, especially in the writers room. Which is probably what makes Blindspotting feel so refreshing and new even though it’s a world we have been to before.

Having only seen the first episode there isn’t much to be reviewed as pilots are always the set up and establish episode. But the show is beautiful both visually and as modern content. There is no other place like The Bay, it’s a little world of its own and I’ve never seen a place presented to the audience the way Blindspotting shows us Oakland. Every inch of the neighborhood Ashley has returned to is full of life and anytime is a great time to turn up. Like the sideshow she and Sean attend in the middle of the afternoon.

The cast is brilliant and stacked with major talent. Jasmine Cephas-Jones has been a star in the making for a while and now her time to shine is here. She’s given life to Ashley in both new and old ways, the fierce protective mother we saw in the film is still present but in the show it seems she’s going to be allowed to be more than just Miles’s baby mama; and rightfully so. Right behind Cephas-Jones is Jaylen Barron who steals every scene she’s in as Trish. Outrageous and loud, Trish is like her brother but times ten and though she may be abrasive she made several points from the moment she appeared on screen. With the demeanor of Miles and Trish, it’s intriguing that they have such a hippie like mother as Rainey but it’s not often that a legend such as Helen Hunt agrees to be in the first season of an experimental tv show and it’s delightful to see her play off the likes of Cephas-Jones and Barron. Rounding out the impressive cast of women is Candace Nicholas-Lippman who, though we haven’t seen much of, lit up the entire screen with her bright and gorgeous smile. It’s a smile much like Daveed Diggs’s, meaning the casting department made the right decision in giving her the part of Collin’s little sister. Hopefully we’ll get to insight into what their relationship is like and what it’s like to return home by choice for her. Finally we have Earl, Janelle’s new roommate who is renting out the spare room in her mother’s home. Played by Benjamin Earl Turner, the most we know about Earl at the moment is that he spends a lot of time yelling across the street for someone to get him a burrito from the taco truck since he’s on house arrest and the truck is just beyond his monitor’s permitted perimeter. It’ll be exciting to see what he’ll bring to the show in later episodes.

I am excited for the plot points that had seeds planted in the first episode. At the top of my list is the dynamic between Ashley and Trish, if it’s not a highlight of the series then it will be an opportunity missed. Trish and Ashley are two sides of the same coin, they come from the same background but live their lives very differently and endlessly judge the other for the choices they have made. Which is a very real thing for a lot of women. It will be interesting to see where this sister-in-hate relationship goes, especially with the jarring way Ashley snips and snarks about Trish’s line of work. I sincerely hope the inner workings, internalized fear and the societal pressure that weigh down and project onto these two is addressed and explored.

It will also be interesting to see the way Blindspotting develops and grows its side characters. In the movie, there wasn’t enough time to tell Collin’s story, a bit of Miles’s and give Ashley the growth she deserved. With television, growth is the only way to keep a show interesting. So I hope to see in depth development to the likes of Janelle, Earl, Trish, Sean and Rainey. But I’m especially interested in Janelle and Earl, both of them have potential to make great characters. And since they both are the darkest of the main cast, I really hope that they’re given more substance than just being the comedic relief.

I’m very hopeful for the story Blindspotting is about to tell us. I still frequently watch the movie so now that it’s having its universe extended, I couldn’t be happier. I’m geeked for this Oakland takeover we’re about to witness.

Blindspotting is available on Starz, new episodes premiere Sunday nights.


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The Chi: That’s Someone’s Child

Not often is a program on tv able to make me both anxious to the point of tears and overwhelmed to the point of actually yelling at the screen. Episode four of The Chi managed to do both in one episode, making it probably the wildest ride the show has had yet. As Douda takes leaps and strides to gain votes in the race for Chicago mayor, Ronnie stumbles upon clues that get him closer to Kiesha than anyone else has so far. Kevin attempts to get closer to Jemma by trying to do things that she likes and Emmett nearly ruins the shaky structure that he and Tiffany have worked so hard to build.

The latest hour of The Chi takes a moment to dive into the smaller details of its characters, which turns out to be more important than one would think. At the top of the episode, Dre dreams of one of the last arguments she and Kiesha had, where she discovered the younger girl has a back tattoo. Nina isn’t aware of this and Dre, despite Kiesha’s cold attitude towards her, doesn’t snitch to her. When Ronnie comes with evidence that the white man who attended Kiesha’s vigil is a child predator, he and Dre confront the man but he gets away before they can get anything out of him. But Ronnie isn’t willing to give up so easily. There will be more opportunities to corner him.

Meanwhile Kevin, in an attempt to find some normalcy, asks Jemma on a date to the museum which is featuring an exhibit on the Civil Rights Movement. He’s not as into it as she is but her bravery to stand up for what she believes in, even something small like the museum’s choice to feature a calmer Nina Simone over a more radical one impresses him. And makes him want to be better himself. However, she may cause a rift between Kevin and Jake, the latter feeling like Jemma is stuck up. But Jake has bigger issues, like trying to find where he fits in Douda’s life. On the outside, Douda is a present, doting mentor but behind the scenes, he remains cold towards the younger man. The reasoning becomes slightly clearer when Douda’s wife Rosalyn makes a surprise visit. She’s gotten word that her gangster husband is running for Mayor and she wants in on it.

As the seconds, minutes, and hours tick by Nina finds herself at her wits ends. And when Ronnie and Dre finally force answers out of the creepy white man, Nina gets a call that the body of a young black girl has been found. Terrified she races to the location and is led up a hill on the beach to identify the body. However, because of the small detail Dre knew about Kiesha they’re able to confirm that girl isn’t her. Someone has lost their daughter but it isn’t Nina, not yet.

The Chi hasn’t even hit the halfway mark on it’s third season yet but it is hitting major talking points in each and every episode. The undeniable problem of missing Black women and girls gets almost no spotlight in the real world. We barely see their faces on the news and we’re lucky if they ever get Amber Alerts. The Chi is zeroing in on that and giving us a blueprint of what it’s like for the community to have to come together to find our missing girls. It’s frustrating but extremely needed in this time. And the focus isn’t solely on its bigger problems, Kiesha is missing but the world still spins for other characters that aren’t directly involved with her. Emmett, though has come a long way, is still struggling in his relationship with Tiff. Like most men he takes offense at the fact they haven’t had sex in a month and it’s all he can think about. It leads him to seek advice from his father because these are desparate times, but he ignores the fact that his father has yet to have a truly successful relationship. So during Emmett and Tiff’s next couple therapies session all his insecurities about the possiblity of Tiff cheating come spilling out. I don’t often relate to Emmett and Tiff’s situation but watching them during therapy was probably my favorite scene of the night. Therapy is still a taboo subject in the Black community, we’re getting better at viewing it as a real resource but it’s not often that a Black couple as young as Tiff and Emmett actually attend sessions. For them to be allowed the space to work out their problems with healthly communication is something Black people are so rarely afforded.

Another moment that was really interesting to watch was after newcomer Camille Hallaway, Douda’s competition for Mayor, gives her speech at Rev Jackson’s sermon. As she and the pastor talk, Papa watches from around a corner and is upset by the fact that Camille pays Rev Jackson for letting her speak. He doesn’t understand why she’s giving them money if Rev has already said she has his vote. Papa gets told to stay out of grown folks business but the awkwardness and truth of his question still hangs in the air. We’ve only gotten a small look at Camille as a character but I’m already worried that Douda will take extreme measures against her the moment it’s even hinted that she could win the race.

As always, I’m always pleased when Ronnie moves closer to finding inner peace. The last two seasons haven’t been kind to Ronnie at all and seeing him finally walking towards the right kind of redemption has been refreshing. His determination to find Keisha has given him a new purpose and I’m hopeful that this time it’ll be for real. My attachment to Ronnie stems from the fact that in tv land when a Black man does something bad or makes a mistake he usually never recovers from it. His character is always labelled the bad guy and offered no chance to do better. Meanwhile white characters, especially white women characters, are given as many redemption arcs as the show can hold to prove that they aren’t all bad. Black men are never offered the same. So I’m always going to be rooting for Ronnie because The Chi allows him space to improve and be better.

The best thing about The Chi still remains the fact we’re seeing so many different hues of Black people and they’re all being given real storylines with real consequences. The Chi hasn’t lost it’s feeling of reliability, if anything it’s been enhanced by shifting the focus from one main character to a main ensemble. I find myself excited each week to see which character is going through what whereas before I couldn’t get as invested in the supporting characters because they weren’t given as much to do in the previous seasons. This time around The Chi brings exctiment to idea of getting to know Black people in the variations that we come.

The Chi airs Sunday nights on Showtime.


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Snowpiercer: Was It All Worth It?

After nine wild weeks, Snowpiercer has finished out its first season with a few unseen twists, some deaths, and the ever-present spotlight on just how traumatic class structure is for everyone. Turning the last two episodes into a two-hour season finale event, Snowpiercer doesn’t give itself the chance to lose focus. The chaos never ends, even when the war for the train seems to be won; the problems continue to arise.

The last two episodes of Snowpiercer feel like a mini-movie inside the show itself, so it was nice to have the opportunity to not have to wait a week between them. In the first hour, Layton grapples with the fact everyone’s’ life in third and the tail is resting in his hands, in the decisions he makes. Melanie faces death at the hands of the monsters she created while Ruth, The Folgers, and Commander Grey become desperate to keep hold of some sort of order. They send Pike down the train to offer Layton a deal, either he surrenders or Commander Grey is going to kill every single person from the third class down. Since alliances have shifted once again, Layton manages to keep the upper hand but only by falsely giving the impression that he is willing to give up his life in exchange for no more bloodshed; especially not of his people. With Melanie and her engineers on his side, Layton is able to devise a plan Grey and his soldiers aren’t prepared for. Layton, Melanie, and the have nots come out on top for the first time ever. Change is finally here and the tallies have the train.

By the time hour two starts, the hopefulness that there’s a newer, brighter future doesn’t seem too far fetched. But this is the post-apocalypse and nothing is easy. With the growing unrest throughout the whole train, Layton is realizing that keeping the peace is a lot harder than it seems. Between the rebels looting and running wild because they’ve never had this much freedom and the upper classes refusing his leadership at every turn, he and Melanie have to come together more than they ever have before. After all, they have always had the same common goal; they just approached it in vastly different ways. As the train prepares to pass through Chicago, the original spot of departure, they are met by another train. A prototype supply train called Big Alice, that is more than likely run by Mr. Wilford himself. He is coming for them and clearly planning on docking, which will truly split the passengers on Snowpiercer in two. Layton gathers as many soldiers as he can and they prepare to greet whoever comes through the door. Meanwhile, Melanie, who wants nothing more than to never have to deal with Wilford again, puts her life on the line by attempting to push the train to outrun Wilford’s. But because Bennett withholds information from his peers, Wilford’s supply train catches Snowpiercer in no time and easily attaches itself to them. At the tail end, it’s not Wilford waiting to greet Layton, Ruth, and the others, but a surprise for Melanie that no one saw coming. The rebels may have won the battle for Snowpiercer’s engine but the real war has just begun.

I really enjoyed the first season of Snowpiercer, it hit many nails on the head and got a lot of things right. There were also a few subjects I hope to see explored more in the second season. The build-up and careful construction of classism is without a doubt the season’s biggest win. It’s not often tv shows are given space to critic something so relevant to real-world issues with such an intense gaze. All of Snowpiercers’ problems stem from classism and the enforcement of it, all of them. Whenever a character made a conscious choice to choose the class system of the train over the greater good, the end results grew more traumatic. The breakdown of that system, however, could prove to cause even more harm if it isn’t handled correctly. And no one aboard Snowpiercer is really equipped to handle it, especially after seven years. This is more evident after the Rebels take control and Layton is put in charge. He wants to make real change but it’s hard for everyone to be on the same page when they’ve all grown accustomed to how things used to be. It’s in a sense the conditioning of the harsh environment they’ve all be subject to.

Where Snowpiercer falls short in its first season is its handling of race and the issues that come with it on the train. Because Daveed Diggs is the leading man, it cannot be ignored that he is the only main Black character on the show. Sure there are background characters given more than just a few lines and tiny bits of a plot but the only fully fleshed out Black character is Layton. And because racism is as ingrained in humans as class structure is, there should have been an episode or two that focused fully on what life is like for those of color aboard this train. Since classism didn’t just magically disappear with the massive decrease of population, it’s safe to assume that racism wouldn’t either. A Black man is now head of Snowpiercer, he is in charge and it was because of him that the revolution even happened in the first place. It’s a missed opportunity that Snowpiercer didn’t lean more into the fact most of the first and second class would protest to him simply because of his skin tone alone. Because they most certainly would have. Had the show given itself space to talk about race it could have also addressed the way white women are often given more grace and chances to be imperfect. Melanie made continuous mistakes after mistakes but it only started to really catch up to her in these last two episodes. Also, it would have been nice to see a Black woman get a main role. While Layton’s dynamic with the women he comes into contact with is always enjoyable to watch, there could have been a real connection and a different perspective made between him and a Black woman. If any could be found on the show for more than a second or two. The only Black woman we see throughout the show is Sykes and she’s given the bare minimum to do. Hopefully, there are a few aboard Big Alice and will come into play in season two.

My complaints about Snowpiercer are mostly far and few between, first seasons are both the practice test and the final exam all wrapped in one. Very rarely does a show get everything right in its first season, so it’s nice to know that Snowpiercer will be back in 2021 with its second season. I’d like to see a better wig for Layton, Black women characters with actual plotlines and a bigger discussion on race but the reveal that Wilford is still alive, has his own train, and has Melanie’s daughter on his side makes the possibilities for season two nearly endless. I look forward to another ten episodes of brutal realities meshed against festering emotions that have no place to go because everyone is stuck on the eternal engine.

Snowpiercer will return with a second season sometime next year.


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The Chi: A Rebirth Worth The Wait

When it was announced that The Chi would have a third season after behind the scenes allegations tainted its image, I wasn’t too sure if I’d be tuning in. It’s been a long journey for this show and as much representation as it gives Black people, it still stumbles along the way occasionally. Or at least it did for the first two seasons. However, season three seems almost like a completely different show in the way it’s gone into hyperdrive to change the narrative from being focused around one person to the focus being the entire community of Chicago. Which is what I think many people have been wanting.

The first episode of the new season has a lot of heavy lifting to do, but somehow it manages in less than sixty minutes to set a new pace and give us new interesting characters to be invested in. As Kevin and Kiesha’s mom Nina gets married to her girlfriend Dre, Brandon’s funeral brings out uncurable bitterness in his mother and Ronnie struggles to come to terms with the fact the neighborhood will always judge him for what he’s done. Meanwhile, Douda, who is running for Mayor is confronted by Jake and Reg’s oldest brother Trig; someone he was told was dead. And Emmett struggles to take Brandon’s place in both the food business and as Kevin’s mentor, although even he is unsure if he’s the right person for the job. As life tries to keep spinning on a broken wheel, the south side community is unaware of a threat that will undoubtedly tear them all apart.

Since all the odds were stacked against this first episode, it’s a pleasant surprise to see the way the change in narrative has been handled so smoothly. To start things off with a beautiful wedding between Black lesbians was a great decision, it’s not often that we get to see pure joy between dark-skinned same sex couples. Nina and Dre make one of the most handsome couples I’ve ever seen and to watch the small group of people at their wedding be able to have uninterrupted fun made me feel content. Of course, there were small issues, as all weddings have, like the aunties ganging up on Keisha and slathering her in backhanded compliments and Emmett’s disappointment that no one enjoyed his food and pizza had to be ordered. But it was very nice to have that moment when everything outside of it seems to be bleak and dreary.

On the other side of things Douda, also known as Otis Perry, is gaining momentum in his mayor campaign all the while still being the kingpin of the streets. After Reg’s death, he has taken Jake under his wing; literally buying the child from his mother under the guise of trying to be a good samaritan. What he wasn’t counting on, however, was the oldest brother of the Taylor clan making an appearance and demanding his little brother back. Trig is a new character in the show that at first may seem like just another gangster, but I don’t think that’s the case with him. It’s through Trig that we’re introduced to the most revolutionary character The Chi has had yet; his girlfriend Imani. We don’t get much information about her in this first episode other than the fact she’s clearly down to ride for Trig until the end but that’s not what makes her revolutionary. It’s the fact that she’s the shows first Trans character, which is really great to see on a show that has been doing so much already for Black representation. Black Trans lives are currently under attack in the real world and not many people want to acknowledge it, hopefully, The Chi is prepared to give her a proper storyline and shed some light on why her life is just as important as any other Black person.

I’m very pleased with the turn around that The Chi is attempting to give us. Part of me hopes that we get a little more background on what exactly happened to Brandon, whether he was killed by Douda or the police he was going to snitch for, but at the same time, I understand the need to want to completely leave Brandon in the past. I applaud Lena Waithe and her team for not simply letting the show fall victim to outside forces that would have wanted to see it canceled. Personally, I’m very excited to see what this season has in store for its audience.

The Chi airs Sunday nights on Showtime


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Racing To An Invisible Line

I spend a lot of time on the internet. More than I’d like to admit, but still not as much as I could be spending. It’s such a vast and deep space that getting lost on the interwebs is an easy thing to do. Getting addicted to it is easy as well. Over the course of the last year, I’ve watched as people become addicted to going viral on Twitter. It’s gotten to the point where people will say anything, no matter how nasty or mean or unnecessary it is, just in hopes of getting a few thousand likes and retweets. They don’t care if their words hurt somebody, they don’t care if they’re giving out incorrect information. All that matters is those couple of hours of rapid activity on their page. Over 95% don’t even get paid for going viral. It’s weird.

What’s even weirder is when people use romantic situations to try and gain clout on apps. The internet has created so many rules around romantic relationships that more often than not people find themselves in situations they never wanted to be a part of in the first place. The list of what you must do when you like someone stretches for miles and is only getting longer. It has no details, no scenarios, and no real explanations. You either follow the rules of relationships or you’re a bad partner. Or at least that’s what the internet says. But while these rules can supposedly craft a perfect relationship, they’re extremely noninclusive of any relationship outside of heteronormativity.

No two relationships are the same. Different sex, same-sex, no sex, they’re all different. But are all expected to be guided by the same rules. As an Asexual, many of those rules can be downright terrifying. The idea that you absolutely have to post pictures of your relationship. Or the concept of detailing every little thing that you and your partner do, sharing it on whichever app. I watch my friends struggle to keep their relationships afloat because of weird situations like they didn’t text who like they back but are on Twitter and now the person they like is mad. That’s insane to me. And a waste of time.

When I tell people that I have no interest in dating, it’s not particularly true. It’s just the easiest way to not have to explain my personal view to someone who I have an interest in being personal with. It’s something I should probably stop doing but too often I’ve been told that the kind of person and relationship I want doesn’t exist. The concept of dating, the idea of it, is really rather comforting. The fairy tale version of it, I suppose, where you might not be perfect for each but you fit. You might argue but you never scream at each other in anger. You love each other as friends, the sex is just a bonus. At least that’s how I’d want my romantic relationship to go. On the flip side though, I’ve also got things that I’m not willing to budge on. I will not be texting you every day, I won’t be telling you every move I make, we won’t live together ever and I will always crave solitude. I also do not belong to anybody, I know couples think it’s cute to say they belong to their partner but no, those words won’t ever even come into my thoughts let alone leave my mouth. I won’t ever allow my happiness to rely on another person. And while there are things I’m willing to compromise on, the way people take any kind of compromise as a go-ahead to try and change everything leaves me with a bitter taste in my mouth. So it’s just easier to say I’m not interested in dating.

But that’s just me. There are plenty of Asexuals who want to date and are actively looking for partners. However, it’s hard when people enter, even just a conversation, with already preconceived ideas about how the relationship should be. The idea that all romantic relationships must include sex is a social construct, the over-sexualization of everything is weighing down on everyone. It hinders the growth of so many people and is vastly ignored when brought up. I talk about being a Black Woman who is constantly hyper-sexualized a lot, I’m very loud about not wanting to be viewed in a sexual way. I talk about wanting my skin to be seen as just that, skin. And yet anytime I show barely the slightest interest in someone, the only thing that matters to people is when I’m going to have sex with that person. I’ve talked to many asexuals who are close to giving up on dating even though they want that relationship connection badly, and it’s because any time you don’t fall inside the rules of dating no one wants to take the time to create new rules with you. These days no one has time to really get to know someone, they just want to know one quirky thing about you that will get them likes on an app. They don’t want to build a bond with you, they just want to go half on a house that they can post pictures of on the internet. It’s draining and ever so slightly intriguing.

It’s like everyone in a relationship is participating in a race. The prize if you win is still unclear but everyone is racing toward that finish line that can only be found on the internet. If you don’t want to participate in the race then you aren’t important at all. If you want to change the rules of the race you’re sensitive. Never mind the fact that no one can tell you what you win for crossing that viral finish line. There’s no money for having “the best relationship”, you can argue that YouTube couples get paid to be together but the way they all seem to break up lets me know that money is not the prize. And yet people are still racing. The addiction to the internet is a problem but the way the internet is shaping people is an even bigger one.

When I ask, no one can tell me why they want their romantic relationships to hinge so desperately on outside validation. If you like someone and they like you that should be the end of it, no post on Twitter or meme on Instagram should be a guideline for how you conduct your relationship. Honestly, even your parents’ relationship shouldn’t be the poster child for your own. Because it’s your relationship, the only people who get to decide how it should be is you and the other person you get into bed with at night. People will nod with my words and agree, and then go right back to molding their romantic relations to fit the rules of normalcy. Which is more than fine, cause it’s not my relationship to stress over. I do hope though that one day soon we can start to deconstruct the idea of a perfect relationship and just let people create the connections and bonds that they want and deserve.