The morning the murder trial began for Derek Chauvin, the former Minneapolis police officer charged with killing George Floyd, I was visiting my mom at a hospital just blocks from the courthouse. I remember noting that it was unseasonably warm for late March in this part of the Midwest. But that wasn't the most striking part of the day. Nor was the long line of satellite trucks or the reporters from around the world surrounding the Hennepin County Government Center.
Instead, what gave me pause was all the plywood that encased the ground floor of the hospital's emergency department.
I came back to Minneapolis late last year to work on a book about how Black families have endured racism in the city where I grew up, and to support my mom during her cancer treatment. I've been keeping a mental list of the spaces that have become barricaded versions of their former selves since video surfaced of George Floyd's final moments beneath Derek Chauvin's knee.
You can't move through this city without noticing the hardware stores with floor-to-ceiling wood coverings, the shuttered restaurants that didn't survive COVID or last summer's fires, and the brunch spots and boutiques that have hired local artists to soften their fortifications with strained messages like "In This Together," "Know Justice, Know Peace" and "Love Is All Around," which reads like a cringeworthy homage to the theme song from "The Mary Tyler Moore Show."
But there was something especially crushing about the plywood surrounding a building meant to give aid and care to people suffering in the city, leaving just enough room to expose signs reading: "EMERGENCY" and "TRAUMA CENTER."
In the lead-up to Chauvin's trial, city officials and business owners often talked about "bracing" for the public reaction, their focus seemingly on protecting the city's buildings from any harm that might come from a repeat of the demonstrations against police violence that took place last summer.
Even before the verdict could arrive, the Twin Cities have been pulled into fresh grief and rage over the killing of yet another unarmed Black man at the hands of the police.
When Kimberly Potter, a police officer in Brooklyn Center, shot and killed 20-year-old Daunte Wright on April 11, history repeated itself in Minnesota: the fences and barricades to keep protesters away from the police department, the tear gas used to disperse crowds, the nights of anger and destruction giving way to curfews imposed by local and state officials.