Jennifer Lanham Voiceover

I’m sitting here in my booth trying to work, and I just can’t. I feel like I’m at a breaking point. I can’t stop crying and I can’t stop being angry.

I once called Saint Paul my home. I have friends and family still there, living through a literal nightmare. This morning, the Border Patrol murdered Alex Pretti. He was a nurse. He was a caregiver. He was one of us.

I’m sick of being told to listen to “both sides” of this. There is no other side to federal agents occupying an American city, murdering citizens in the street, and then mocking both them and the people who are grieving. “Boo hoo,” they say, while spraying tear gas directly in the faces of restrained peaceful protesters, in sub-zero temperatures.

I’m sick of hearing that I shouldn’t post about “politics” on my business pages. This isn’t about politics and I refuse to pretend this is normal. ICE is out of control, the Trump Administration is lying about it, and our Democracy is being torn apart in front of our eyes.

To my friends in the Twin Cities: please stay safe. I am so sorry this is happening to our home. I refuse to pretend that anything about this is okay. I’m going to get out of the booth for the rest of today because my heart is just not in it. My heart is at 26th and Nicollet.