a world where we’ve all been darted by fear. Nick Wilde and the Mask of the Sly But the film offers a quieter, more painful kind of searching. Meet Nick Wilde. The fox. The con artist. The mammal who was told at twelve years old, while trying to join the Junior Ranger Scouts, that he couldn't be trusted. “A fox is a predator and a predator cannot be anything else.”
I’ve been thinking about the hyphen.
And maybe that’s enough.
Not the one in the movie. Not the one in our heads. Not the perfect society where no one is afraid and every habitat has climate control and the DMV is run by sloths (okay, that part is perfect). Searching for- zootopia in-
So this is my long, rambling, hyphen-heavy apology for a blog post. I don’t have a map to Zootopia. I don’t have a five-point plan to end prejudice or fix your broken heart or make the city feel safe again. a world where we’ve all been darted by fear
Where are you searching today? Share this post if you’re still looking for your Zootopia. And if you’ve found a piece of it, tell me in the comments. I need directions. The fox
He wears the mask so well that even he forgets it’s there. That’s the tragedy of prejudice. It’s not just that others see you as less. It’s that eventually, you start selling the lie yourself.