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My eyes didn’t deceive me. I knew exactly what was happening when I saw the armed men in black balaclavas and tactical gear emerging from their rented vehicles along Lake Street. I saw them spread out to keep onlookers away. One masked man pepper sprayed a photojournalist who got too close.
What is seared into my memory, though, is a young man’s face as he was grabbed and pushed into a black SUV. His eyes were squeezed tightly shut, and his mouth twisted in fear. He seemed to be crying out, but I don’t know if he was making any noise. The crowd’s whistles and car horns were too loud.
I don’t know where that young man is now. I don’t even know his name and it’s likely I never will. What I know is that he is a young person who — like every young person — deserves to feel safe and have his basic needs met. Instead, he was terrorized publicly on a sunny weekday morning on a busy Minneapolis street while observers could only record his abduction with their mobile phones. No matter where that young man is or where he goes, he will carry that harrowing moment with him; it will be etched on his heart forever.
“Children are like wet cement,” observed child psychologist Haim Ginott. “Whatever falls on them makes an impression.” Every adult who knows a child can attest to this, and children and young people across Minnesota are now witnessing a militarized siege that will make a lifelong impression.
They saw video footage of Renee Good and Alex Pretti being gunned down, and many see federal agents harassing or kidnapping family, friends or neighbors in their communities daily. Some, like 5-year-old Liam Ramos, are taken themselves. This is not to mention the political assassination, school shootings, insurrection, uprisings and global pandemic they also experienced in recent years.
How can any young Minnesotan — whether a victim, a bystander, or simply one aware of what is happening in their community — not be profoundly changed in some way by these calamities? How can they flourish amid overlapping crises? How might these turbulent years impact their entire lives?