Jeanicia's Running Reality
This is where I'll lace up my thoughts and jog through the chaos of modern life. Whether I’m sprinting past social norms, dodging the latest trends, or taking a breather to reflect on the state of the world, you’ll find me here sharing unfiltered (and sometimes hilarious) takes on the issues that matter. Expect a mix of wit, wisdom, and the occasional rant—because life’s too short not to laugh while we tackle society's marathon together!
Friday, May 8, 2026
Where Democracy is Drawn
Thursday, May 7, 2026
How Newsrooms Amplify What They Could Contextualize
Saturday, May 2, 2026
America: Still Debugging the Voting System Since 1965
Monday, April 27, 2026
Projection, Polarization, and Political Violence: When Calls to “Tone It Down” Ignore the Loudest Voices
Wednesday, April 15, 2026
Cages Over Communities: Where America’s Money Is Going
It usually starts as background noise.
A headline scrolls by about the border. A politician raises their voice on TV. Someone in a comment section says, “Finally, something is being done.” And if you don’t look too closely, it all feels straightforward—like a problem being met with a solution.
But the moment you stop and ask a quieter, more practical question—where is the money actually going—the entire picture begins to shift.
Because what’s happening in the United States right now isn’t just enforcement. It’s investment. Massive, deliberate, sustained investment into a system that is being built out in real time.
Over the past few years, tens of billions of dollars have been committed to immigration enforcement, with one major package alone setting aside roughly $45 billion specifically to expand detention capacity. That number isn’t about maintaining what already exists; it’s about growth—more facilities, more beds, more infrastructure designed to hold more people. Altogether, detention spending has climbed to around $14 billion per year, a figure that now exceeds what the federal government spends to operate the entire prison system.
That comparison is hard to ignore, not just because of the scale, but because of what it represents. The country is now spending more money detaining immigrants—many of whom have no criminal record—than it does incarcerating people convicted of federal crimes. And once you sit with that long enough, it becomes difficult to see it as a narrow policy choice. It starts to look like something structural.
What makes it even more real is how tangible the system has become. Across the country, ordinary buildings—empty warehouses, industrial spaces that could have been repurposed for housing or local economic use—are being converted into detention centers. The transformation is quiet but significant, turning spaces of potential growth into spaces of confinement, funded by public dollars that could just as easily have gone elsewhere.
At the same time, the cost of holding a single person in detention continues to add up in ways that are both predictable and staggering. On average, it costs about $166 per day to detain one individual. Over weeks and months, that figure compounds into thousands of dollars per person, multiplied across tens of thousands of detainees at any given time. This isn’t incidental spending—it’s a system that requires constant, high-volume funding to sustain itself.
That system is largely overseen by agencies like U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement and U.S. Customs and Border Protection, both of which have seen their budgets expand dramatically over the past two decades. What were once smaller enforcement bodies have evolved into multi-billion-dollar operations, reflecting not just an increase in activity but a shift in national priorities. Growth at that scale tends to reveal what a country is willing to invest in long-term, and here, the trajectory has been consistently upward.
And detention is only one part of the equation. What happens after—how people are removed from the country—adds another layer that is less visible but equally costly.
In many cases, deportation does not simply mean returning someone to their country of origin. Increasingly, migrants are being sent to third countries—places they are not from, and in some cases have no prior connection to—through complex international arrangements. The logistics of these transfers are not simple, and they are not cheap. Rather than relying solely on commercial flights, the government often uses privately chartered planes to carry out these removals, turning what might sound like a routine administrative step into a high-cost operation involving aviation contracts, security personnel, and coordination across multiple jurisdictions.
The image is striking when you pause long enough to picture it clearly: individuals being transported across borders on private aircraft, not back to where they came from, but to entirely different countries, at a cost that can reach tens of thousands of dollars per flight. When combined with the already substantial expenses of detention, processing, and legal oversight, the total cost per person grows significantly, creating a system where enforcement is not just strict, but extraordinarily expensive.
And this is where the story begins to loop back on itself, because every one of those dollars is drawn from the same pool that funds everything else. The same federal budget that supports detention centers and deportation flights is also responsible for infrastructure, education, healthcare, and public services that affect everyday life for millions of Americans.
Which raises a question that is less political than it is practical: what are we choosing to prioritize?
Because the needs elsewhere are not hypothetical. Roads and bridges across the country continue to age and deteriorate. Public schools in many districts remain underfunded. Healthcare costs are still one of the most persistent financial burdens facing American families. These are long-standing issues with well-documented solutions, most of which require exactly what is being spent so heavily elsewhere—large-scale, sustained investment.
Instead, that investment is being directed toward a system built around detention and removal, one that has grown not only in size but in permanence. A significant portion of it is operated by private companies, meaning that taxpayer money flows into contracts where the continuation—and expansion—of detention directly supports revenue. Over time, that creates a structure where growth becomes self-reinforcing, as capacity leads to usage, and usage justifies further capacity.
Seen from a distance, it begins to resemble less of a temporary response and more of an established industry.
And yet, despite the scale and the cost, public support for these policies remains strong in many circles. Part of that support comes from the sense that something decisive is being done, that action is being taken in a visible and immediate way. Enforcement is tangible; it produces images, numbers, and outcomes that are easy to point to. By contrast, investments in healthcare, education, or infrastructure tend to unfold slowly, often without the same sense of urgency or spectacle.
But budgets tell their own story, whether or not they are framed that way. They reveal priorities in their most concrete form, showing not what is promised, but what is actually funded.
And right now, those priorities are clear. The United States is committing vast resources to building and maintaining a system designed to detain and deport at scale, while many of the systems that directly improve quality of life remain underfunded or delayed.
If the idea of putting Americans first were reflected purely through spending, it would look different. It would show up in stronger schools, more reliable infrastructure, and a healthcare system that reduces, rather than creates, financial strain. Those outcomes require investment, just as enforcement does—but the distribution of that investment tells its own story.
In the end, following the money doesn’t just explain what is happening. It explains what matters.
And right now, what the numbers show is a country willing to spend billions building a system of detention and removal, even as the needs at home remain in plain sight, waiting for the same level of commitment.
Monday, April 13, 2026
Why “I Don’t Like It, So No One Should Read It” Is a Parenting Fallacy
Let’s get one thing straight: there is absolutely nothing wrong with a parent deciding a certain book isn’t right for their child. Maybe your kid is six and wants to read Game of Thrones, and you’re like, “Not today, tiny human. Let’s stick to Magic Tree House.” That is parenting. That is reasonable. That is not a problem.
The colossal problem arises when a parent says, “I don’t like this book…therefore, no child should be allowed to read it.” Suddenly, we’re in the land of the literary monarchy, where one person’s taste dictates what hundreds of thousands of other kids get to see. And trust me, the data says kids notice.
According to a 2021 survey by the American Library Association, over 60% of parents report restricting books in their home for their kids’ age or maturity. Fine. But here’s the kicker: books like Captain Underpants and Harry Potter regularly top the ALA’s “Most Challenged Books” list. Why? Because a small, vocal minority decided, “This is not for my child…therefore it must not be for anyone else either.” Meanwhile, kids across the country were discovering literacy, imagination, and the ability to stay up past their bedtime reading because of those same books.
And here’s an important nuance: a book can genuinely be inappropriate for one child of the same age but not another. Research in developmental psychology shows that children’s emotional maturity, prior experiences, and sensitivity to certain themes vary widely even within the same age group. For example, a story with intense conflict or scary situations may be exciting and manageable for one child but cause anxiety or nightmares for another. Cognitive development and empathy levels also differ, meaning one child might understand and process complex moral dilemmas, while another could misinterpret or become distressed. So, parental discretion absolutely has a role—but only for their own child.
Let’s talk about the comedy of it all. Take Captain Underpants—a story about two fourth graders hypnotizing their principal into wearing underwear on his head. Some parents called it “inappropriate” and “encouraging bad behavior.” Yet, those same parents were probably the ones who cheered when their kids wrote fart jokes in math class. The irony is so rich, it practically deserves a library card of its own.
Or consider Harry Potter. Banned in some school districts for “promoting witchcraft” (spoiler: it’s fiction). Meanwhile, kids are learning to read faster, grapple with themes of friendship and courage, and—statistically speaking—are more likely to visit a library as adults. According to Pew Research, people who read for fun in childhood are 50% more likely to be avid readers later in life. So banning Harry Potter for your child might feel protective, but banning it for everyone? That’s how we accidentally create a generation of reluctant readers.
This also opens up a teachable moment: if parents want to guide their kids toward age-appropriate books, they can do so by helping them learn decision-making skills and critical thinking. For instance, discussing why certain themes might be challenging, encouraging them to ask questions, and showing them how to choose books responsibly when they’re not under parental supervision. That way, children build the ability to self-regulate their reading choices instead of relying entirely on adult gatekeepers.
Here’s the takeaway: personal taste is subjective. Your kid might be fine skipping Holes or To Kill a Mockingbird until they’re older. That is entirely your prerogative. But insisting no other child should read it is a whole other level. That’s not protecting kids—that’s imposing personal bias under the guise of morality.
And let’s be real: the kids will notice. Nothing screams “rebellion” quite like being told a book is forbidden. There is evidence that the forbidden fruit effect is very real—even in literature. The Journal of Applied Social Psychology finds that when something is restricted, children (and adults) are more motivated to seek it out. So every time a parent says, “No one should read this,” somewhere a kid is sneaking a copy under their pillow, grinning like a tiny, justified anarchist.
So, fellow parents, guardians, and caretakers: protect your own child if you feel a book isn’t appropriate. That is reasonable, responsible, and frankly, smart. But don’t pretend your taste in literature is a universal moral compass. Because in the end, books are bigger than our opinions, and imagination doesn’t need a parental veto. And if you’re teaching kids how to pick books for themselves, remember: guiding them to think critically will matter far more than banning a single story ever could.
Saturday, April 11, 2026
Nothing Was Wrong Until She Died
Every few years, the same statistic makes its rounds: Black women are two to three times more likely to die during pregnancy, childbirth, or shortly after. It gets posted, people shake their heads, maybe add a sad emoji or a “this is unacceptable,” and then we move on. What almost never happens is an explanation. Not outrage. Not empathy. Explanation.
Because when something keeps happening and no one explains the mechanics, it starts to feel mysterious. Inevitable. Like one of those sad facts you’re supposed to accept instead of interrogate.
But there is no mystery here.
Black women are not dying because pregnancy is inherently more dangerous for their bodies. They are dying because of what happens—or doesn’t happen—once they enter the medical system.
Let’s talk about what actually goes wrong.
Most Black women who die in connection with childbirth die from the same things anyone else does: severe bleeding, dangerously high blood pressure, heart problems, blood clots, and infections. None of these are rare. None of these are obscure. Every single one of them is well-studied, well-documented, and very treatable—if caught early.
That last part is the key.
Take bleeding, for example. After delivery, some bleeding is expected. Too much bleeding can turn deadly fast. Hospitals have plans for this—step-by-step emergency responses designed to stop blood loss before it becomes catastrophic. On paper, these plans exist everywhere. In practice, they are not used the same way everywhere.
Hospitals that serve mostly Black patients are more likely to be underfunded, understaffed, and stretched thin. That means fewer nurses, slower access to blood, and more reliance on eyeballing how much blood someone has lost instead of measuring it. And here’s an uncomfortable truth: blood loss is more likely to be underestimated on darker skin. If the bleeding doesn’t look dramatic enough, the response is delayed. Minutes pass. Then more minutes. By the time the situation is treated as urgent, the body is already in crisis.
Now layer in high blood pressure. Pregnancy-related hypertension can lead to strokes, seizures, and organ failure. Black women are more likely to enter pregnancy with higher baseline blood pressure—not because of genetics, but because lifelong stress does real, physical damage to the body. When Black women report headaches, swelling, or vision changes, those symptoms are more likely to be brushed off as “normal pregnancy stuff.” Or stress. Or anxiety. Or pain tolerance myths that should have died decades ago.
So treatment is slower. Monitoring is less aggressive. And when things escalate, they escalate quickly.
Heart problems are another quiet killer. Pregnancy puts enormous strain on the heart, and some women develop heart failure during or after pregnancy. The symptoms—fatigue, shortness of breath, swelling—sound an awful lot like “new mom exhaustion.” For Black women, they are more likely to be labeled exactly that. Normal recovery. Anxiety. Overwhelm. Meanwhile, the heart is struggling, and no one is listening closely enough to hear it.
Blood clots follow a similar pattern. Pregnancy already raises clot risk. Add surgery, limited mobility, or delayed follow-up, and the danger increases. But complaints like leg pain or chest discomfort aren’t always treated with urgency. Imaging gets delayed. Prevention measures aren’t consistently used. A treatable clot becomes fatal because no one moved fast enough.
Infections, too, slip through the cracks. After delivery—especially after a C-section—serious infections can develop. Fever, pain, and unusual discharge should trigger immediate action. Too often, Black women are told to wait and see. Sent home too early. Given reassurance instead of antibiotics. Sepsis doesn’t wait. It never has.
What surprises many people is that a large number of maternal deaths don’t happen during delivery at all. They happen days or weeks later, after the baby is home, when the focus has shifted entirely to the newborn and the mother is expected to quietly recover on her own. Postpartum care in this country is thin across the board, but Black women are especially likely to miss out on early follow-ups, home blood pressure checks, and clear guidance on warning signs. The system treats birth like the finish line. For many women, it’s the most dangerous stretch of the race.
And running through all of this—every condition, every delay—is bias. Not always loud. Not always intentional. But real. Black women’s pain is more likely to be underestimated. Their symptoms more likely to be questioned. Their urgency more likely to be downgraded. In medicine, urgency saves lives. Even small delays can mean the difference between recovery and catastrophe.
Add to this the cumulative toll of chronic stress—what researchers call “weathering.” Decades of navigating racism, discrimination, and vigilance raise inflammation, damage blood vessels, and strain the heart. By the time pregnancy begins, many Black women are already carrying a heavier physiological load. Not because of personal failure, but because of constant exposure to stress that never fully turns off.
So when people ask, “Why does this keep happening?” the answer is not vague. It’s not unknowable. It’s not tragic coincidence.
Black women are more likely to die in childbirth because their complications are recognized later, treated less aggressively, and followed up less consistently.
And here’s the part that matters most: when hospitals standardize care, use objective measurements instead of judgment, empower nurses to escalate concerns, and remove discretion from life-saving steps, the racial gap shrinks. Dramatically.
Which tells us the truth we don’t say out loud enough.
So the call to action isn’t abstract. It’s concrete. Ask questions. Demand clarity. Believe Black women the first time they say something feels wrong. Support hospitals and policies that prioritize postpartum care, standardized protocols, and accountability. And stop sharing the statistic without sharing the explanation—because silence is part of how this continues.

