Well, just like in 2020, Minnesota finds its sanctuary state invaded. Torn down. My neighbors are being kidnapped. Queer moms like me are being shot in the face for showing up and dissenting (RIP Renee Nicole Good).
I’m donating to gofundmes. I’m giving food to food shelves. I’m signal boosting reporters and activists in my area.
But I still cannot. Fucking. Believe this.
I don’t even think I’m entitled to be angry, I’m realizing. I feel stunned into silence, and I hate that. That’s not to say that I’m not spending every waking moment of the day looking for ways that I can protect and nourish my community. But I have not resonated with the white rage of my peers. It feels hollow and meaningless, like when people turn their profile pics black or “wear special bracelets”. The anger feels like it doesn’t recognize the folks that are getting flashbanged at Whipple or the Native aunties who watch their teenage nephews get punched and dragged out of their cars despite their compliance.
I’m fucking terrified, too. I don’t wanna get hurt and I don’t wanna wind up in the middle of anything like Renee. But I know that part of me is selfish and self-preserving. This is the reality. And after they have wiped out the populations I’m not a part of, they’re gonna come for me as a queer and neurodivergent person. That’s the thing. It’s not gonna end.
I couldn’t exactly get back to the regular bullshit online, and as I was thinking about all the lost momentum for Forget Me Not, it hit me how this is happening in my real state that is also fictionally Micah and Andrew’s home.
It hurts me to think about it and fall into my daydreams about these guys a little because it feeds a yearning for a savior to come in and put a stop to this. The politicians aren’t saving us, and democracy isn’t saving us.
Well, these guys wouldn’t stand for this lol. Micah would make problems. And that thought gives me a little bit of happiness during some very dark times in Minnesotan history.
We should have known being a sanctuary state wouldn’t mean shit against a tyrant.
But we’ll get back there. He won’t beat us.
The land will revolt against him. The people will be more powerful than him and his fucking thug bullies.
