Oooh we're kidnapping folks from street corners, transporting them to for-profit gulags. This feels different - a reality most of us never thought we'd live through. All my mom hoped for when marching in D.C. in '63 was that her babies would avoid the indignities of Jim Crow. Not this.

I hear you. But you ain’t seen nothin’ yet compared to what’s to come…unless we get lucky and an act of God or a courageous well-placed person, intervenes.

Of this, I'm sure.