Friday, January 9, 2026

When will our sorrows end?

To tell you the truth, I’m still struggling with what I saw on multiple videos of the killing on Wednesday of Renée Nicole Good in Minneapolis. An ICE thug shot 37-year-old mother of three three times in the head at very close range as she was trying to maneuver her car amid multiple, conflicting shouted orders from his goon colleagues.

ICE refused to let a man identifying himself as a doctor attend to Good and they subsequently refused to let EMTs carry her in a stretcher, so they had to pull her out of her car by her limbs and drag her across the frozen ground.

Since the first shots were fired, administration officials have been lying about it (claiming self-defense for the thug), and—TBH—I am sick to the back teeth of all of them.

I don’t know what caused Good to be in that neighborhood—whether she was an ICE watcher or on her way from dropping off her 6-year-old son at school (the two are not mutually exclusive) or something else. And the reason doesn’t matter—every citizen has a First Amendment right to be in any public street without fear of government agents hauling off and murdering them as they’re trying to get out of the way.

So my earworm today is from the Irish vocal collective Anúna, “Jerusalem”. I need calming down.


 

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