A Prayer For The Unjust
Let the hard rain of justice fall
Sorry to bother you prematurely. I just sent you my weekly piece the other day. But this ain’t really a full-on piece. Just a short primal scream. I was minding my own business, salting my driveway, hoarding groceries and splitting firewood in case the electricity goes out, preparing for our nationwide Snowpocalypse/ice storm, like you probably are. And then the news came in.
Another day, another dead Minnesotan. Shot in the street while getting pinned down by masked federal thugs. And Donald Trump and Kristi Noem and Greg Bovino wasted no time putting out narratives that don’t at all square with the videos we’re seeing. But who you gonna believe? Them, or your lyin’ eyes? It’s not like Trump has ever lied to us before (except about the 2020 election, January 6, the Epstein Files, etc.) And Noem doesn’t have time to weigh evidence, busy as she is shopping for ICE-Barbie-wear/cowgirl hats. And Bovino was probably just in a hurry to get out another BADASS music video/sizzle reel, the hero of the delusional movie running in his own head. Hell is not hot enough for these show-pony dick-cheeses.
It does cause me to wonder, though: if Trump gets the civil war he’s clearly angling for, will he have to give back his fake peace prize? RIP, Alex Jeffrey Pretti, an intensive-care nurse by trade. Intensive-care nurses, not typically being the most war-like people. And whom the goon squad is already slandering as a “domestic terrorist.” Yeah, I’m for stopping domestic terrorism, too. Which is why someone should arrest Stephen Miller, who takes demented pleasure in waging war on his own people. While prompting his corrupt boss to do the same.
God bless our Minnesota freedom-fighters. And now, please bow your heads, and join me in a (very) flawed-Christian word of prayer: Lord Jesus, please save our country from its “leaders.” And allow the good people of this nation, who remember what it actually stands for, to prevail. And let your hard rain of justice fall on these motherfuckers who are undoing it all.
Bonus Track: Here’s former rodeo-bullrider, Ryan Bingham, doing “Dylan’s Hard Rain”:
Minnesotan here. After the horrific murder at the start of the day, my wife and I just finished our shift providing ICE watch/early warning for some vulnerable neighborhood businesses. It’s currently -5. I’m just starting to feel my toes again as I write this. We’ll be having a neighborhood vigil in 20min, lighting candles for Alex, executed in the street by ICE while he tried to help a woman they had just pepper sprayed. Multiple cameras show he was disarmed before they executed him in a barrage of bullets and at no point did he brandish the weapon against them. They beat him and murdered him, plain as day. We will not forget.
I can assure you of something else: We will not give up. We will never stop trying to protect our neighbors. We’re the ones that run into the burning building. We’re the ones that pull over and help a stranger out of the ditch. We’re the ones that shovel our neighbor’s walk. We’ve never forgotten that we came here as immigrants and we have been welcoming immigrants ever since. Despite our “nice” reputation, we’re not always the friendliest people or the easiest to get to know - but we do not leave a stranger to suffer. Surviving our climate makes us tough, resilient, and communal despite our general passive aggressiveness. The harder they hit us, the more stubborn we get and the more of our neighbors join in the resistance. We have a fundamental decency that MAGA will never understand and we will win.
i am on my knees
with you Matt
with you and all
who grieve tonight
we feel the hard rain fall
mixing our tears
with the blood
of our brother