
My father was a brutal dictator. His iron fist created an atmosphere of fear, and left lasting wounds on his children. This kind of trauma stays. Festering, ugly, screaming to be healed.
Following the same brutal, heartless methods, ICE agents showed us their true colors once again last week, as they teargassed a family in their car, leaving their kids traumatized, and one of them in respiratory arrest.
Our kids are in immediate danger of state violence. They do not have the mental capacity to process what is happening. They are the most vulnerable group in all of this madness.
The scars of this kind of violence will echo through generations. We must take a stand. For the sake of our kids, for the sake of their future.
Stay safe, friends. Band together, and don't lose hope.
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