It’s a uniform. We are supposed to look, well—uniform. I really don’t care one way or the other about it. The jacket has grown on me, I’ll hate the hat forever. As far as women go—female cops aren’t out there wearing yoga pants and a hoodie that says “police” on it. So they can wear a uniform just like guys do in that field. I can’t speak for women because today I don’t identify as one, but as a guy I get uniform pieces then I take them to this little old lady with carpel tunnel syndrome who alters them for me so that they fit right. I’d imagine that for a uniform to properly fit a woman, they’d need to do the same unless they just happen to fit right into one off the shelf.

I’d also be fine with a north face style jacket that just says delta on it in lieu of the horse blanket. Don’t see that happening though. The hat—the hat can go.

I need to get more woke I guess. I look forward to the survey about income equality because I work harder than a 350 pilot and he gets paid more than me because his plane is bigger. That makes me feel excluded, oppressed, and offended. (Woke joke).